13th January 1982 was a good day. I arrived. I have learned, loved, and definitely lived. So far, so good. My twenties were a blur of good, largely drunken times and the arrival of 30 was a welcome one. I partied for about two weeks when the big 3-0 arrived. Thirty one and thirty two …
#BEDA Day Twenty Three: What I’m Looking Forward To
Don’t tell anyone. It’s just between me and you. I’m really looking forward to Every year I start my Christmas shopping early, only to get side-tracked by Halloween and Louis’ birthday in October and ultimately leaving myself with about three weeks to do the rest of the shopping. This year I have already made great progress …
#BEDA Day Four: Where Would You Like To Be In Ten Years?
Ten years ago I would never have conjured up the image of myself as a wife and mother, living in the same house and running two blogs. So I find it difficult to imagine where I will be ten years from now. I my children will be 14 and 17 years old. In fact, we …