I have a vaccination appointment, finally. (Well, two. Both set up together.) It's been A Challenge getting one – they all disappeared within six hours of being opened to all age groups, reportedly. I kept trying and failing (having them snatched out from under me in the few seconds it took) until finally succeeding today,… Continue reading Not everything is terrible

Good thing: back to school after two weeks of holiday with very little to keep kids occupied (because plague, and rain, and friends either sick or in quarantine, and mommy flat out of ideas). Am actually pretty impressed with kids, they were very bored in a very sweet and cheerful way and completely omitted to… Continue reading Good, bad, whatever

Things are just a bit hard sometimes. Last week was fine all in all, stuff got done, life got lived in that everyday kind of way, but the weekend was a bit hard. First there was the emotional hangover from a job interview on Friday: the kind where I feel great at the time, it… Continue reading Not the *best* week

I have achieved greatness this weekend: both kids have properly tidy rooms. All surfaces cleared, AND a big wardrobe clear-out. By which I mean, I have reviewed each and every item to see what's wearable and fits and suits their current tastes. Unsurprisingly, this has resulted in more than half of C's clothes being ditched,… Continue reading Hoarding as a genetic trait

I am now 45, a solidly middle-aged number, or as you might say, I am in my prime. I must admit to not feeling very prime. I feel a bit like I did at 29: okay with ageing in principle, but not really convinced that I am where I "should" be at this point in… Continue reading Prime number

We've just had a three-day weekend that felt more like four, at least. Friday was C's birthday AND the day she got her Gymi letter – she's in. So she coasted on the high of that news, right through her celebration (two friends over for a Gilmore-worthy movie night, with all the sweets in the… Continue reading Rory’s going to Yale!

So skiing sucked. That is, the holiday was lovely, the mountains were stunning and full of snow, the weather was beautiful, and the rest of the family had a brilliant time on skis. Me, I stood on skis feeling quite amazingly NO. I went up a tiny hill, I went down a tiny hill, I… Continue reading Stoopid body, stoopid head

The peak of the title being an actual mountain, where we are headed for the next week for a supposed ski break. However the weather is looking extremely uncertain; at this point we can't tell whether we'll be enjoying perfect powder (supposedly the conditions right now), or sunny slush, or constant rain. Who knows! It's… Continue reading Peak uncertainty