Counting to 100 steps- formulated to kill the boring bit of my walk into and from town passing the. Triangle. It's just a long stretch of road with nothing to look at really so focus sing on the pavement, counting to 100 steps means that when I get to 250 I'm almost there!
Mantras and sayings- I have several that I try to abide by. Some of them I'll chant to myself when I'm walking along and I'm fed up of counting to 100. A chanty walking one might be " I'm burning fat, I'm burning fat!" I always use 'Be kind to yourself.' I try my hardest to stick to 'Kind words or no words.'
At work I might say, as I go into my imaginary pocket and hand them over ...'Here, have a present, it's some spare full stops because you appear to have run out!" ( Always gets a giggle! )
Never ever ever drinking again. Ever. Hmmm
Never ever ever drinking again. Ever. Hmmm
The leaders of Night Owls had a staff lunch on Wednesday. There's three of us. We lunched at 1pm. I got home after an 11pm Macdonalds. My head was hurty and I was still rolling on Thursday morning! It was a great time but I think I'm going to have to break up with red wine. I think the soft fruity Merlot turned into a sledgehammer in my head!
Yesterday, I decided enough was enough. I've sadly said a final goodbye to my trademark blue black hair I've had for years. The grey roots were just so godammned relentless. And being so blooming short meant that EVERYONE could tell that my cosmic blue hair was not au natrel. So, yesterday I had my hair stripped and today I write this blog with a beautiful shiny copper top. With my traditional black attire, I do actually resemble a bloody Duracell battery!! And I do not mean a wee little AAA battery, no, more like one of those giant torch batteries! The sweet young thing I let loose on my hair chopped away and it's also VAIR short! Eeeek. But it'll grow! She was chopping off the darker well coloured bottom bit. I've been looking in the mirror aghast that my double chins are highly prominent now. The style I usually have is a sleek shiny graduated bob. Now it's really Victoria Wood but
Yesterday, I decided enough was enough. I've sadly said a final goodbye to my trademark blue black hair I've had for years. The grey roots were just so godammned relentless. And being so blooming short meant that EVERYONE could tell that my cosmic blue hair was not au natrel. So, yesterday I had my hair stripped and today I write this blog with a beautiful shiny copper top. With my traditional black attire, I do actually resemble a bloody Duracell battery!! And I do not mean a wee little AAA battery, no, more like one of those giant torch batteries! The sweet young thing I let loose on my hair chopped away and it's also VAIR short! Eeeek. But it'll grow! She was chopping off the darker well coloured bottom bit. I've been looking in the mirror aghast that my double chins are highly prominent now. The style I usually have is a sleek shiny graduated bob. Now it's really Victoria Wood but
ERMAGHEEERD
I AM ANN ROBINSON
After and before!!! What have I done???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes this is my head you are witnessing!
Grow hair grow!!! ( a new mantra just added to my collection! )
Right that's the second week of the holidays gone. I'm worrying now that they are going too fast.
What've I done with my days?
Monday - went out with my sister and her brood, visited my friend's mum in the Hospice :-(
Tuesday- pottered at home, made a start on new box set watch for the summer, Devious Maids. I like it. It's good. Though I'm starting to talk with a Colombian accent!! With the hair pre Thursday I could pull this off.
Wednesday - did some sewing, out for epic lunch
Thursday - morning a write off, drastic hair change
Friday - today - out with mum n sister
Tomorrow I think I'm out for lunch too. Then I think I'll make an appointment at the dentist to get my jaw wired, so I can get rid of the double chins!!!
The sun is set to shine today. I'm going hunting for washing!!
Lots of love from
Rachel *You are the weakest link, goodbye * Radiostar xx
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