Got my results and all ok. Thanks for your thoughts. My best friend didn't fare so good and faces bilateral mastectomy and chemo in the next 2 weeks. I can't blog for a while, just need to be! Will be back soon everyone. Keep Manda in your prayers.
Rach
xxx

I'm still here, just going through a crappy period and it's taking all my reserve. Will be back on track soon, just waiting for my mammogram results and all should be good.

x

Alanis.....The Queen Of Irony Rocks

A Funny Thing Happened Today because...

...I was having a cappucino at my fave place, minding my own business when two men came and sat down at my table..... I gave them the death stare, you know the 'DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT WIDE BOY' look, but they just casually stayed at my table and wouldn't leave me alone. I polished up my thumb ring, then placed my hand on the table and I hinted to them that I was not interested in them. Apparently thumb rings don't do it, they don't signify committment and solidarity against all others.

Luckily for me they got the hint and left, but thankfully the whole thing was captured on the bar's cctv. So to all those honeys out there trying to make the grade, cut the mustard and bla, I'm sending you this picture as a warning.............. just in case they try and pick you up too.


Honestly, some men think they are God's gift.

Garden Time At My Gaff...

...means you hear all sorts of crap going on with the neighbours.

Have a real tree huggy mommy living next door with her 3 young daughters. She is recently separated, doing her best to work full time and bring up girls aged 3, 6, and 7. I really identify with her having raised my girls alone and at times really struggling with it.

So was just sitting out there, in the dark and rain, and all that represents winter in the UK, and there were major tantrums coming from next-door bathroom. It is 'tea/bath/bed after all! The tantrum from little M crescendo'd to fever pitch before there was shouting, door slamming and swearing from Tree Hugger Mom, (THM), deathly silence and then little M wailing for all she was worth, but not just crying, real screams.

I just got to thinking, as my cigarette burned low - in the moment have I done the same thing too, with no thought as to the consequences for my honeys? I faced them square on, interrupting Dr. Who

Me: "Have I ever hurt you or made you feel scared of me"?
Em: "No never Mum, I love you, and you are great at being my Mum".
Boo: "Only when you're tired but you do so much better at this Mummy stuff with a glass of wine inside you"!

I'm sure there is a message in there somewhere!