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An average morning three days after yet another crucifixion of character
Dutifully making my husband a breakfast smoothie of banana, berries, eggs, mixed greens and protein powder as he showers upstairs, I realize as I snap the blender to ‘off’ that someone is standing behind me in the kitchen. I don’t turn, rather reaching up for the crystal glassware to divvy up the slurry. I know… Read more
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Be you never safe
Well, pity. Just when I was able to go off the antidepressants, I find out I’m not safe here either. Silly, silly TR! You will never be safe! You will never be safe! You will never be safe! You will never be safe! You will never be safe! You will never be safe! You will… Read more
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A rare slow day at work when I’m sitting there waiting for people to get things back to me
I challenge the whole “If you’re bored then you’re boring” concept because, although I’m bored out of my mind at the moment, I am not the one to judge whether I am indeed a boring person. While I understand the notion that someone ought to be able to connive or contrive something entertaining to undertake… Read more
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Something’s wrong . . .
Once the thought is there, as much as your mind would like to push it away, it’s there and there’s no way of stopping it from growing. Something’s wrong. Something’s wrong with the baby. It began creeping into my head 15 years and a few weeks ago, the feisty pushing, scrambling and moving inside me suddenly… Read more
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Dutch Baby
Was proud and relieved this morning that I was able to make Dutch Baby for breakfast. I panicked when the cupboard was bare. Note to self, when sending the guys to get the food for the birthday gathering whilst you get paper stuff and decorations, remind them that it’s a sleepover! No matter. Looking into… Read more