The Most Important Thing a Girl Wears…

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Anybody who knows me will have seen me in a multitude of different weird and wonderful outfits….I have to admit not all of them have been particularly comfortable.  Some involved sticky tape to keep it on, some have involved heels I can’t walk in….some have involved colours which make me look awful….

When it comes to the wisdom of being older, now I find comfort is the key…when I am comfortable I am confident…simple as that.  This doesn’t mean a wardrobe full of beige and black…oh no….rainbow colours and sparkles all the way…no matter how old I am there will always be colour!

But what has happened to all of the clothes in my wardrobe that I no longer wear.  The stuff that’s too small…hoping for that one day I might be a size 12 again…It has nearly all gone…if I haven’t worn it in the last year or it doesn’t fit or it needs mending (and being realistic that’s never going to happen here) it has to go.  Some have been sold, some have gone to the charity shop, what I have left is exactly what I want to be wearing, it all fits, it’s all comfy and it all makes me feel confident.

Just have a quick look through your wardrobe and simply take out all of the things first of all that don’t fit….doesn’t that feel better, sell them or donate them….if you do change size at any time just see it as a reason to buy some new clothes which fit….

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Wear what YOU want to wear, don’t be dictated to by society, if you love it you will shine…

On that note…it’s finally sunny here today….I am wandering off to the village to catch up with the gossip at the hairdressers….enjoy your Saturday!

Geri xxx

It’s OK not to be OK all the time..

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We all have those blue, down days….Sometimes it’s hormones, sometimes it’s a virus you don’t know you have, the position of the moon, life cycles…I don’t know what it is, I just know it happens sometimes for no apparent reason and all you can do is sit tight and weather it, sleep on it…tomorrow is another day.

Some call it depression….I don’t think I am depressed, just some days I feel really blaaaahhhh!  I guess professionals can’t really call it that…. Wisdom and practice has helped me….I know that when these days come I want to eat junk….this rarely makes anything any better….but I still sometimes do it anyway….Sometimes shutting myself away and watching rubbish TV seems the right thing to do….this rarely helps either even though it feels like it does at the time…

On one of those days where brushing hair and making some sort of human resemblance of a face seems like too much….here are some of my tried and tested activities that usually help….

Drink tea and eat cake….but not too much…..I sometimes overstep the mark here.

Get out the lipstick, the hairbrush, wax my eyebrows, do my nails, splash on some perfume…even if I am staying at home….it can be an effort but it works for me…

Tidy up the clutter….even if you can’t bear to sort it, at least throw it all in a box out of the way to do when you are having a great day….the tidy spaces will help to lift your mood, even though all you have essentially done is hide it….

Go for a power walk…..up hills, down hills, getting lungfuls of fresh air and drinking lots of water….

Buy some cheap flowers….it doesn’t have to break the bank… Even better, buy some flowers for someone else too….

Dig out the cook books and make something new…..

Chat to the friends who always cheer you up….be selfish….make them work for it….

Pull out the mountain of an ironing pile and just do it…..

I must admit there are days when none of this will do it for me….on those days, accept it’s one of “those” days….have a good weep and wail….eat chocolate…. soak in a lavender bath…..watch movies….don’t get dressed and accept it….It won’t be this way forever….

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Today was not a blaaaaahhhh day for me….it is after all Friday…tomorrow is hairdresser day and it’s supposed to be sunny…..for now I might light the woodburner….throw some chicken in the oven and snuggle with the cats…

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Happy Weekend!!!! Yay!!!

Geri xxx

There Are No Words..

There are no words strong enough to express how we feel about the happenings in Westminster yesterday…

So I will leave you with a picture taken directly from the Facebook wall of the lady who lost her life there  on her way to pick up her children from school….Incidentally the rest of the wall is littered with family pictures….it’s heart aching….

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Be kind and look out for each other….and most important, teach your children well..

Geri xxx

The Magic Touch..Kelly Florentia

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The Magic Touch

Marriage isn’t high on 39-year-old Emma King’s list of priorities; after all, she’s been there and done it once. So there are no big surprises when, yet again, she turns down her long-term partner Harry’s marriage proposal. They’re a solid, secure couple – a piece of paper won’t make any difference. That is until she accidentally stumbles across a flirtatious text message from one of his female colleagues on his phone. Overcome with suspicion and an impending fear of losing Harry, Emma goes on a quest to get to the bottom of his secret affair with the help of her ninety-three-year-old neighbour, Alistair, her best friend Ola, and Harry’s sister-in-law’s psychic app, The Magic Touch.

This is excellent…..I love the story line, the addition of social media giving it a modern day touch….as well as the magic touch….

My favourite part…..the viewing of a dead body….Harry’s sister-in-law is marvellous….I love her!!

There are so many little parts in here you will associate with….it’s well worth a read, it’s easy and unassuming and very funny in parts….

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Her Every Fear..Peter Swanson

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I haven’t shared my readings with you in a while because I only share my very favourite stories…

This one was brilliant….a little bit different to my norm and I can’t really remember how I found this one but it had me coming back for more every evening….

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Following a brutal attack by her ex-boyfriend, Kate Priddy makes an uncharacteristically bold decision after her cousin, Corbin Dell, suggests a temporary apartment swap – and she moves from London to Boston.

But soon after her arrival Kate makes a shocking discovery: Corbin’s next-door neighbour, a young woman named Audrey Marshall, has been murdered. When the police begin asking questions about Corbin’s relationship with Audrey, and his neighbours come forward with their own suspicions, a shaken Kate has few answers, and many questions of her own.

Jetlagged and emotionally unstable, her imagination playing out her every fear, Kate can barely trust herself. so how can she trust any of the strangers she’s just met?

I preferred it to Gone Girl and The Girl on the Train….it’s actually better than I thought it would be from the blurb above….would I watch it in film version, yes, I most likely would.

The story telling was well done and easy to read….the characters believable….From Amazon reviews I see that Peter Swanson’s previous two books were even better accepted….I am going for The Girl with a Clock for a Heart next….

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Break the Habit…Talk About Your Joys..

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We all have that one friend don’t we?  You know, the one you love to bits when you are with them, but they are addicted to sharing problems through social media….You stalk them on Facebook and go back over their posts and realise that every single one is negative…and yet meet them for coffee and cake they are a different person…Yes, they have that social media rant addiction…then you find yourself unfollowing them, and even though they don’t know you have deleted their posts from your wall….you still feel guilty about it….

What if that addiction is yours?? Are you addicted to sharing all of your problems over the world wide web….go back over your posts and check it out…you might be surprised….”heartbroken”….”annoyed”….”fuming”…oh my days, is that really you?? You know it’s not, you just forgot to share all of your joys.  Nobody wants you to pretend to be joyous when you are not, by all means let people know when you are unhappy, but please don’t forget to share your fun times….take a picture of that flower that made you smile… remember that belly ache laugh? Share the occasion….

And those cryptic posts?  You know the ones, the ones that show “I am totally fuming right now” or something similar, it just sits there waiting for someone to ask the obvious, “whats up?” and then up pops “Will DM you”…oh for goodness sake….in between your joyous posts, if something is making you boil and you feel the need to express it, at least just come out with it…you know, like I just have here….

And to our teens….when I say share your joys remember your future employers will check out social media…they are human beings just like you…. We know you love your Calvin Klein’s  and you love your boyfriend but we don’t need to see your underwear or see you playing tonsil tennis to appreciate it….sometimes words are best….Keep it classy guys….You will only regret it one day…take it from an old girl like me :o)  Just as well there was no Facebook when I was a teenager….say no more….

.Life is too short to spend all of your time ranting….if someone doesn’t know you personally never take their words personally….I have had to work on this one but it does get easier….

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Now pull on those positive pants (no need to take photographic evidence) and have a happy Monday!! Positive vibes only…..

Geri xxx

Become Your Own Hero..

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I think every single one of us has had a time where we just want somebody to come along and help….where we feel helpless to do it on our own…And there is absolutely nothing wrong with this, nothing wrong with accepting the help of others because fundamentally that is what we should do for each other, we should just help out..

But sometimes we just need to take a deep breath, pull on our big girl panties and become the hero in our own stories…feel the fear and do it anyway….stop sweating the small stuff and just get on with it….Do the thing that scares us the most, eliminate the things that make our world a more negative place….take a paracetamol and go to work when you have a headache, if you hate the place that much take steps to move on, find a passion, strive towards it….but never bury your head under that duvet and stay there too long….don’t get stuck in that rut waiting for a rope to be thrown down, sharpen your nails and claw your own way out….you might surprise yourself with those climbing skills….Don’t trample over others to get out of that pit, work as a team and everyone will get out…

Life rules should just be this simple shouldn’t they?

To help, write down the things that upset you about your current chapter, think of ways to change the story direction….it may not happen overnight but what are the alternatives?  Stay in your story as the victim or come out as the hero?

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I must admit to being rather fond of my own comfort zone….every now and then I pop outside of it and this is where I do my learning…where I grow the most….before relaxing back into the comfort zone again…there is nothing wrong with your comfort zone if you just leave it every now and again….

A balanced life is learning to be both soft and strong in your own story….just one way or the other doesn’t work…not for me anyway….Always remember, what you allow to continue will end up writing your own story for you….rewrite it…only you can do that!

I’m not entirely sure where my story will end up today….I have bought Georgia a wax pot and she is currently watching You Tube for some guidance on waxing my eyebrows for me….surely this will be my foot out of the comfort zone today!

You know what? I am not ashamed to say that I do suffer with anxiety, as many many other people do….I know there will always be things I have to do which will make me anxious….I don’t even like driving the short distance to work…I hate flying….talking to people I don’t know bothers me….but I will never, never let this beat me….I will carry on and do it anyway…yes, there may be times I slip a little and under the duvet is the only place to be….but don’t ever think this is the only answer….do that thing that scares you….amazingly you might just enjoy it….I always do….

Have a happy weekend!! I am now off to let the teenager loose on my facial hair….the duvet is prepared for later….

Geri xxx