I looked in the mirror this morning and shocked myself with what I saw there. I saw a woman whose forty years weigh heavily in the lines and shadows of her face, a woman whose mouth has been turned down at the corners with bitterness.

Where is the proud, smart, carefree woman I used to be? The woman with smile lines instead of wrinkles, and a sparkle in her eye instead of dark circles underneath? I used to look forward in time and see nothing but a broad road ahead, full of interesting twists and turns and forks; a path blazing with light and possibility. At forty I look back and see the road I travelled and I’m surprised. It’s straight and flat and predictable, and all those forks and twists are dead ends now, choked with weeds and closed to me forever. When I bother to look ahead now, I see a road cloaked in dust. So many have sped ahead of me, finding their paths and blazing their trails that I cannot see my own road anymore. Read the rest of this entry »

These things I resolve to stop doing:

1. Arguing with my daughters. It’s not a feather in one’s cap to win an argument with a six year-old.

2. Yelling at my daughters. See above.

3. Feeling responsible for other people’s emotions.

Three things. Three simple things I resolve to do to improve my life.

All right, I know how stupid the facebook create-a-quiz widgets are. Most of them are written by people who really shouldn’t list English fluency on their resumes. (Really – the questions and results could be posted on the engrish website.) But when I took the “what type of woman are you” quiz, I was AMAZED at the results. Apart from being a “Lovely Lady”, here’s what it said: Read the rest of this entry »

Now that I am actually starting to see some real traffic, I thought I’d throw it all away by grossing you all out with the random yucky things that are going on with my body lately.

So this is my right eye. And it’s kinda hard to see in this picture, but it has been running for FIVE DAYS now. Just running, running, running and PINK. Yes, I went to the doctor, and YES I have pink eye (Wow! Fun for the whole family: pink eye is not just for kids anymore!). And yes, I also have a prescription so let’s hope this goobie mess clears up and SOON. Read the rest of this entry »

Okay. I Fell. Down. The. Stairs.

Can you believe it? Here I am, 39 years old – supposedly in my prime – and I fall down the stairs? What is with that? I mean, little kids fall downstairs and get boo-boos. Old ladies fall downstairs and get artificial hips.

But noooooo…I fall downstairs and get bruised from head-to-toe and shaken up like a frikkin’ martini!

Check out the bruise on my left arm:

owie!

And that’s taken right after the fall…it hasn’t even had a chance to fully incubate yet. There is a matching bruise on my right arm, my right thumb joint is bruised and swollen (how? not sure), my left foot is swollen and then the prize-winning bruise is on my bum. But I won’t post a picture of that one (although it is magnificent) because I just don’t need pictures of my naked bum on the internet, if you know what I mean!

The staircase in question (kinda helps explain the fall AND the bruises…):

they were wet, too...I had just watered the flowers upstairs on the deck

Anyway, I took homeopathic arnica and put arnica cream on all the bruises. Hopefully that will help a bit with the swelling, and I took an Advil as well (picked up quite a banger of a headache in the aftermath).

Wish me well!