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Hello everyone! How are you all? I hope life is treating you well and special people make you smile  b         🙂

I haven’t written on here in a while, didn’t want to as I don’t want to fill this page with unhappiness but, its about time I wrote something!

For those of you who have been reading a while now, you will have already read about Taylor (My middle son). Well in good news his blood pressure is down to 121/73 which, is excellent! But bad news, the last set of tests they did, his kidney function is reading what they call abnormal and bad, like his usual kidney function is good? It’s a lot closer to the 40% now and that day is getting so much closer. Taylor is off to hospital next week for more tests. He’s happy he gets to stay off school.  In order to give Taylor an “as normal as possible” childhood, we’ve never really told him just how serious his problems are. Some people might think this is wrong but why make life any harder for him? Doesn’t he have enough to cope with already? He knows he is different and has asked if he is normal? And that IS hard. My eldest (the 13yr old), knows whats wrong and being very close to me, picks my moods up before anyone else, he’s currently sticking to me as I plaster a huge grin on my face. He knows how much I worry about Taylor.

In some good news Taylor has a girlfriend friend that’s a girl, to young to put those words together! It’s nice to see them chat and giggle and laugh together, she constantly gives him the sweetest smiles.  🙂

Taylor is a fan of classical music ( I like so many different types, all the children get to listen to it all). I was thinking about taking him to the theatre to see something. Anyone got any ideas of whats good? I haven’t been in about 10 years.

Now Taylor is in year 6, I have to start thinking about secondary school. With his problems with interacting with others, I’m now unsure which High school to send him to. My eldest boy goes to a business and enterprise academy. My eldest girl goes to a specialist academy for performing arts. And there is a science and languages academy near my daughters school.  Living 3 miles from Lincoln castle and in a city, there are another 8 schools that I could choose from. With my eldest 2 the choice was easy and they go to the right schools for them. Amazing isn’t it? As children we spend our life trying to get away from schools then as parents we want to know everything about them!!

I want to get back into education as well and am looking at open university courses but I’ll tell you more another time.

So in other news in our house? My youngest boy is now playing football for the school. My middle girl is now going to dance lessons. oldest boy now in under 14’s team for his football club. eldest girl gaining confidence and letting go of some of her shyness (yay!). Munchkin (3yrs) can now write her 1st name (Double yay!!), and tell you what each letter is and its sound (triple yay!! ). we’re still working on her surname, she finds W hard! I finally got my new sewing machine, a computerized one and my super old one ( from before I was born) is now gone. Oh and our demon tumble dryer is gone and our new dryer does not have an underwear fetish like the old one!!

So that’s it from our house, for now. I haven’t been writing, no scrap that, I haven’t been finishing any poems that I start so none to upload. Hopefully I’ll finish at least 1 poem soon!

Well if you made it to the end, well done you! Hello? Hellooooo? OI! you! Yes you! Wake up!

Happy hugs to ALL of you. Hey! Remember it’s Friday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope you ALL have a happy huggable weekend full of special people and thoughts that make you smile.  🙂

Big smiles to you all, me.x.

.x.

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“Ooooooh, I can’t quiet reach them.” Says the 13 year old standing on his tiptoes.

“You don’t need those, there are biscuits in the cupboard.” Says his mum.

The 13 year old sighs and suddenly looks so much younger instead of so much older than his 13 years. He looks through the biscuits in the cupboard. “But there are no jammie dodgers in here.” He says, taking 2 large cookies and stuffing nearly a whole one in his mouth pouting.

“How old are you?”  Asks his mom?

“2.” He says walking out the door with an impish grin on his face….

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Well “Hi!” and happy Sunday to you! How are you all? Fantastic I hope!! 🙂

It’s sunday again so it’s time for me to aimlessly write a post about…. well…. anything and everything!!

I spent friday night having very little sleep up reading a book and then reading another which I’m about half way through, so very tired, which, was made very obvious today at the market. My 3 yr old munchkin and I got back to the car first and as I had bought her an ice-cream, I sat her on the car bonnet so she could sit and eat. Feeling the gloriously warm sunshine ( we’ve had so much rain lately), My body wanted nothing more than the pleasure of sleep, while my mind,  tried it’s very hardest to concentrate on the munchkin sat next to me chattering away while eating ice-cream and, make my mouth work words in answers to her questions. Poor brain I do believe I have started to take it for granted, and I’m sure I can see my subconscious standing there with her hands on her hips like some washer woman waggling her finger at me saying “Don’t you think it’s time you started taking care of yourself? Oh yes, I forgot. Don’t know how to think do you!!” Evil subconscious!!  😉

The rest of today passes in a mindless blur of cleaning, washing, clothes folding, talking, playing with my children and cooking. which leads me to the incident with the balloon….

My eldest daughter went to her yr 6 school leavers disco on friday and bought a helium balloon home. On saturday she wrote MUM on it and declared it mine as she was sick of the munchkin trying to claim it. Now I understand where the munchkin is coming from…. A helium balloon is a magical mysterious thing, how does it go “up” all by its self? it seems to have a will of its own, why does it fly? The munchkin is mystified by this and, thinks that the best thing is to play with the magical friend balloon.

Today we give in and munchkin has spent the afternoon playing with balloon. Every time she lets go, balloon flies to the ceiling and then she stands on her play table and gets balloon down again. All of this is ok until the ribbon holding balloon comes free. Balloon now sits on the ceiling out of her and my reach. I stand on the edge of the settee and ask 13 yr old to just old my hand so I can stretch out enough to reach it. 13 yr old first says no then when I am distracted by over reaching his tickles me laughing his head off! As I fall off the settee he jumps on to it and not being tall enough, jumps to grab balloon, missing and sending balloon across the room towards the computer. Not to be outdone he climbs on to the computer chair, a leather swivel chair, can you guess what’s gonna happen?

Yup he jumps….

13 yr old does the biggest jump he can to get balloon and the computer chair leg snaps, 13 yr old goes flying on to me and knocks me over, we both jump up and all I can do is pee myself with laughter at the broken chair leg. His dad is gonna go absolutely mad and will throw an almighty paddy when he finds out. But 13 yr old has an idea! He gets his dads extra strong industrial tape and winds it around the broken leg. when all done it is sit-on-able again. He looks at me as if to say job done!! and says “don’t worry mum, dad won’t notice!”

So the question now is when will he notice? When he does, both 13 yr old and I will deny knowing anything about it as we secretly smile!  🙂

Well I hope the rest of your sunday is fantastic and, I wish you all luck and hugs for the coming week. Off to my sisters for the day tomorrow, she lives 75 miles away, I can’t wait, miss her loads!!!!!!!

Wow I do believe this is the most I have ever wrote on here!

Happy hugs all.x.

So true….

Do you dream….?

.x.

Or laptop….tablet…mobile….

I’m known for coming out with sentences, words and ho-hums that are in the words of others strange. I thought I’d share a few….

Blooming H Apples = swear word.

Strawberryfied Apples = Swear word.

You melon turd = Swear word.

Parsnip head = swear word.

Chubalistically challenged = fat

Fluppin munchkin = Idiot.

Whoop-dee = Sarcastic remark.

Flell-le-flunt = a boisterous male.

Lel-le-flunt = a boisterous female.

Lull-air-e-us = Sarcastic “it’s funny”

Razburlerries. = Piss off.

Flaminn yakult = F*$king H%ll

Fantabalisstically = Feeling Super Fantastic!

Exsqueeeze me = excuse me.

Fluppin D-Oh D-Oh = stupid.

Cud Cud = cuddle/hug.

Nap Nap. = nappie or pull up.

Furball = cat

Zap Zap = remote

Mig Mog = cat.

Shaash = an object that is crap/shit/rubbish.

Fuck a duck = an exclamation!

Maannnkeeeee = Disgusting (Usually food).

Wuv Woo = Love you. (I only use the word love for my kids, other half, the rain or someone whose name is written on my heart.) ( Luv u is for friends and everyday use-for me-)

.x. = Hug.

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Sentences….

Your the raindrop in my puddle.

I guess I’m an addict and your the fix I need.

I guess I fell in luv with the dream before I even met him.

Your my raincloud.

You are the only raindrop I need to make a rainbow.

I wuv woo till your full of  wickle sparkly bits.

OMGosh you are just sooooooo yum!

I must be chocolate cuz every time you come near me I just melt.

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Ok so they aren’t exactly unique, and I most likely say loads more but don’t realize.

Anyway, Happy sunday Its half 6 in the evening so, happy whats left of your sunday!! 🙂

Happy hugs all.x.x.

~ Friendship moves on…. ~

 

 

And so it started                                        

with a snowball fight,                                          

When I threw snow at you                              

way past midnight,                                      

You’d got home from work                                              

not long before,                                    

Been in less than 5 minutes                                                  

then back out the door,                                                    

“It’s snowing.” you said                                                            

as you looked at me,                                                    

I moved to the back door                                                                        

so I could see,                                                    

I looked up at the sky                                                                    

couldn’t believe my eyes,                                            

Never seen flakes so big                                                

fall from the skies,                                                

I made a big snowball                                  

threw it at you,                                                              

You gasped at the cold                                                        

but smiled to,                                                    

You closed the door                                                                    

chased me in the snow,                                                  

Made a big ball                                  

ready to throw,                                                            

I ran at you                                                    

try’ed to pull you down,                                        

You lost your balance fell on me                                  

on the snow on the ground….

 

.x.

 

~ 5 Minutes ~

Come with me to the big oak tree

we’ll sit under the sky,

The sun shines down through lazy breeze

as we watch the dragonfly,

The blades of grass

all shades of green,

Some ladybugs and

a cricket unseen,

On this hill as we lay

back relax and close our eyes to cloudless sky,

A gentle breeze through dappled shadows

makes the big tree sigh,

As I lay here next to you dear friend

I contemplate on why,

5 minutes out

from our busy lives,

Demanding partners

children wives,

5 minutes to listen

to the oak tree sigh,

5 minutes to look

at the cloudless sky….

The great thing about good friends is you don’t always need conversation…. Sometimes just being with them in the quietness….the stillness……..   Just take 5 minutes….

.x.

~ The beginnings of friendship ~

Saw you rushing                          

for the train,                                  

That’s how we met                                      

 in the pouring rain,                        

 Both of us reaching                                  

 for the door,                                                  

Both excusably polite                                      

and totally unsure,                                            

 You, you were                        

the truest gent,                                  

 Said ladies first                          

so in I went,                                          

I reached out touched your suit                                      

said thank you,                                        

You touched my arm                                                

said your welcome too,                                                  

I choose a seat                            

nearest the door,                    

You carried on walking down the isle                                                

whilst looking at the floor,                        

And so we went                                              

our separate ways,                                          

 Noticed you looked for me                                    

in the following days,                                                          

I always smile                                                  

as I look at you,                                    

And as you ask how I am                                                            

 I see your smiling too….

.x.

🙂

~ For you all…. ~

Well hello, thanks for taking the time to read this…. I wanted to ask you all to help me with some inspiration….

I’ve noticed everything I write just lately is on the dark side and I want to add a bit of light to it.

So here goes….

Will as many people as possible answer this question for me in the comment section….

What makes you happy?

Thank you for reading and I look forward to any comments you leave.

A special thank you to all the people who are following me and who like my poems.

Happy hugs your way.x.x.

Am I a big kid?

Yup I am!!

Off to London today and my mind screams “Oh no!!!!!!!!!!!!! The stress of kids on the train!!!!!!!!”

This is swiftly replaced by one word….

“Shoppinggggggggggggggggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Can’t you tell I’m female?!!

Have a fab weekend all.x.

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