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Yesterday felt like a bad day.
I say “felt like” because I’ve upgraded to Helen 2.1, and this new version doesn’t come with bad days. It comes with ponies, soft fluffy kittens (and kitten posters), and skipping down the pavement with an element of narcisisstic glee. So since my upgrade I’m the Newer, Happier [...]

If you cut me in half, these are the first 9 rings you can count

So life has a lot going on for me at the moment, but I did find one interesting thing-I spoke to my Dad recently and found out he didn’t have any pictures-at all-from my childhood. Not one. He recently raided his mother’s stock just to be able to say he had a photo.
These [...]

I’m gonna go downstairs, finish my drink, walk her to the car, and I’ll be back at the hotel in about a half-hour. I’ll see you there?*

Dear Southern Family,
Hi there!
How’re you doing?
I’m doing really well actually, but then you know that. I’ve noticed that-despite your promises to the contrary-you continue to read here. I must say I honestly find that very strange-why would you want to do that? I’m not in your lives, you’re not in mine. [...]

Epiphany, Courtesy of Mrs. Roosevelt

Today was a rather busy, rather rough day. I didn’t have time to post this morning, as the schedule had too much on. So the blog got neglected as the daily life, she took over.
This evening over a glass of bubbly I made dinner for the house (squash and gorgonzola tart.) I [...]

You Use That Chicken Brake One More Time And I’ll Show You What the Term “Hissy Fit” Really Means

This morning was Driving Test Thursday, aka “Sweet Jesus If I Don’t Pass This Time I May Become an Alcoholic” Thursday.
So I woke up at oh-Fuck-Me Hundred to have a one hour practice before the test, which was scheduled at 8:40. Blearily I took a shower and had coffee and a bowl of yogurt [...]

She’d Be the Punk Ass Bitch in Juvie

We woke this morning to a blissful carpet of snow outside, and so naturally (being the wound up children that we are) we had a satisfying shag and then took pics of the snow (our first snow in our new (ish) house!) I was due to be in Lower Buttfuck for 9 (Lower Buttfuck [...]

Doctors Surveyed Say One Out of Five Reenas

Yoga is the activity where former high school suck ups graduate to.
I’ve decided this.
Step aerobics is where the ex-cheerleaders wind up. Let’s face it-only former cheerleaders would be able to tolerate that kind of environment-”And one! And two! And right! And left! Keep going, that’s excellent people! Woohooooooooo!” [...]

Day Two of Boobiegate 2007

The drama continues.
You may be tired of hearing about my breasts by now (and if you are, how about we talk about miscarriage? Or therapy? Don’t make me pull over and bring out the Elf DVD because I will!) but I continue to deal with them. Not just because they’re somehow attached [...]

One Way Ticket To Dollywood.

Around about 15 years ago I had breast surgery. I

I Got My Technicolor Back, and Now I Need a Map

Sunday, while wrist deep in dirt, it came to me.
Not the answer to “When are we going to be done gardening today so I can shower and stop feeling so fucking crusty?”, and not “How many digits of pi do I really know?” (I know 3.14159. That’s it. That’s really more than I [...]

So, This Week, You Know? It’s Been Long. Real Long.

I just spent the last three days in a business conference in the southern part of England, working crazy hours-Wednesday I put in a 17 hour day, then got 5 hours of sleep, then put in a 12 hour day yesterday. This is after Tuesday, which was a 13 hour day then 5 hours [...]

Yeah. You Know, You Really Can’t Go Home Again, Mostly Because It Doesn’t Fit Anymore

You know how in the movies people who have been away from home a long time see the front porch of their house and get all misty? Like, someone is waving onion fumes at them the minute they see concrete steps and-as the swanning orchestral music swells-the hero/heroine puts their fingertips to their lips [...]

The Best New Year a Girl Could Ask For

Hi.
Right.
So….how was your New Year?
Because mine? Mine kicked some clown ass, my friend. But you maybe already know that (and many thanks for your comments last week).
We left bright and early on the 27th, having dropped off Gorby at the kennel (I’m to pick him up in about an hour or so now) [...]

We Interrupt the Holiday-Related Blog Hiatus To Bring You the Following Very Important Announcement

Twistedovaries Jan 2007

31 January 2007
The Temperature is Slowly Rising
Right, so the scan today revealed that I’m now at 11 eggs, which isn’t stellar but it does meet egg share requirements. Egg share in the UK works thus: the donee pays the cost of her IVF cycle and my IVF cycle, provided I have at least 8 [...]