Today I am 45. Happy days. In some strange way, forty five feels like a milestone of sorts - the same distance from forty as from fifty - but also, I am so full of joy for where I’m at in life that I spent a lot of my lovely birthday walk this morning crying … Continue reading I’ll Always Wonder About Elvis
Like the rush to get everyone out to school in the morning isn’t stressful enough, today’s proved extra challenging as I worked to delicately rub lip-stuff off my six year old’s general mouth area that, as her brother appropriately described, looked like ‘a bright red moustache’. Somewhere in between hitting her sister and losing one … Continue reading Can’t Be Good For My Frown Lines
I’m probably (definitely) overthinking it, but self care gives me the ‘ick’. I’ve had the ick for some time, but it’s tough to articulate my gut reaction to something which I know, at it’s heart, has a couple of good values tucked away in there somewhere. But it’s become a run away train with no … Continue reading Self Care Gives Me The Ick
Today I am tired of being a woman. I’m tired of hearing the terrible news, again. About a woman who was murdered while she was running because…. she was a woman who was running? I’m tired of being more afraid than my usual 10-15% constantly-afraid because what every woman has been taught could happen to … Continue reading Tired Of Being A Woman
The New Yorker magazine has just published an article entitled ‘Cancel New Years Eve Forever’. Wow! Pretty stark I thought. However, in fairness, it probably reflects how a lot of us are feeling right now given we are almost two years into a global pandemic which has quite literally brought the world to its knees. … Continue reading It Will Be Worth It
While working in a PR agency in Dublin some time back, it was a thing that mostly everyone paid into a Sports & Social fund. And let me tell you, I am all about the Sports & Social funds - particularly if they focus on having a mega Christmas party. That’s one of the things … Continue reading Hard To Control What We Celebrate
Have I ever mentioned I’m a very sociable introvert? Well I am. And so, of course I should have tonnes of empathy for others with similar social tendencies. Except that my vanity and striving to appear ‘nice’ to people makes it trickier than you might think. My children err on the side of introverted, you … Continue reading Not Anti-Social, Merely Selectively-Social
Hello! How are you dear reader? I’m back after a lo-ong Summer and somewhat of an unintended writing hiatus. Life and apathy crept into the crevices usually reserved for writing and posting, which happens. But I’m hungry again. I have an appetite to write - and so here I am. I hope you have been … Continue reading What Will I Do With Myself?
There's a thing called Covid Fatigue. Or maybe it's Lockdown Fatigue? I'm not quite sure anymore, what with the constant fug surrounding my brain caused by aforementioned fatigue. This all made sense this week when I heard several politicians refer to the pandemic being 'a marathon, not a sprint', which really stung, given I've been … Continue reading The Hero’s Journey
I've been thinking a lot about ambition lately. It's been ruminating around in my head as I've tried to work out where my ambition currently resides and how it once shaped my life. If I correctly understand the modern idea of ambition, it is to start school, age five, with a view to getting a … Continue reading Is This Not Ambition Enough?