My one reader must have spread the word about last week’s blog because I have received comments about phone use that concur with my own thoughts that our ‘youth’ do not like the unpredictability of receiving an unplanned phone call from a parent. One friend said that when she called her daughter for a cosy…
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Slow lane
Slowing down is definitely a benefit of growing older and the more wrinkled I get the more pleasure I seem to derive from plodding along in the slow lane. Wake up, be awesome, go back to bed. That’s how I roll (in my head). Instantly I can hear my reader calling me a hypocrite by…
Absolutely no idea
When school broke up for Easter two weeks ago I did not anticipate a close encounter with a deer the day before we were due to travel to my Favourite Daughter’s (FD) wedding venue. My Mini did not fare well in this interchange. I know you will be concerned to hear this news, so let…
Who moved my cheese?
Coming down from my Favourite Daughter’s (FD) wedding weekend I did not expect to blog about cheese. However since I bequeathed myself sole responsibility for sourcing a Cheese Tower for these nuptials – as an alternative to a traditional wedding cake – I feel an update is warranted. Besides, I have been milking three family…
Zen Hen
I am shocked to discover that my preoccupation with nailing the perfect wedding hat for Favourite Daughter’s (FD) Easter wedding may have distracted me from mining a rich seam of wedmin side hustle that could support my teacher’s pension. Thankfully my niece – having recently become a Mrs herself – is much more in tune…
Nothing left to give
Quite frankly I have been shocked at the lack of faith my readership loyal reader has shown in my stickability since I went public about decluttering. I felt – naively it turns out – that by publicising my challenge to match the day of the month with the removal of the same number of items…
Minimal blogging
I sit on my bedroom floor wondering if I can complete the challenge I have set myself to declutter my life during February; since I am only on Day 8 of this 28 day challenge I may need to reconsider the rules if I want to succeed. I only have myself to blame. This is…
Dragonfly flex
The five year plan referred to in my last blog – i.e. my intention to survive January – is going well. It may be time to note some wins before tripping over February’s Groundhog Day and repeating my January pity party. Firstly a shout out to all of us without webbed feet who have survived…
Januaried
Usually I give no air time to looking backwards. I like to boast that I only look forward; ‘no good looking over your shoulder losers, we are not going in that direction’. Then – like every other mortal – I hit January and start showing some empathy towards the two-faced god Janus who liked to…
Prexmas
In this post Christmas lull, I read attempts to rebrand these ebbing days of 2025 as ‘Twixmas’ or ‘Crimbo Limbo’ (No! On every level) These ‘do’ nothing for me. Instead, I make the case for a pre-Xmas mini break – a booster shot to see people through the hinterland of Christmas and New Year. Due…
The Dragonfly Jar 