Your shoe pile grows in terms of flats and runners and not heels. Hoodies and rain coats are fast outnumbering your other jackets, short leather coats aren't known for their waterproofness. The first thing you do after a holiday is to get the washing on and then sit down for a glass of wine. Not... Continue Reading →
Where does it end for us, the women of Ireland?
It ends in a named grave, It has ended in unmarked graves of the past . Our names end up hidden in filing cabinets, Or in an archived email folder. Lives ended in laundries, They began and then again ended in the same laundries. We are left to travel outside of our homeland on planes,... Continue Reading →
Me time or the dishes?
It has been a few months since I wrote this post about Me time or the lack thereof in which parents do not get much of and I have been reflecting recently on how busy life really is. I am laughing to myself as I read back on my ramblings in this post as I... Continue Reading →
10 things that make me happy
LadyNicci has me all a fluster trying to think of only ten things that make me happy. I'm not too happy that I am about to detox until Christmas so this list will be a memory for when I am finding things tough over the coming months. Outside of the usual suspects of the kids,... Continue Reading →
One for him, One for her and one for Mammy. Friday fashion
Very late this evening so just about getting this in for Friday, I had a very very long trip home from Dublin this evening. Anyhoo its the long weekend so I won't grumble:) Straight into these gorgeous denim shorts for B from Tesco and how cute is this turquoise jumper from Tesco aswell for cooler... Continue Reading →
Oh brain where art thou….
There's a smell that's lingering in my kitchen this evening and if you were to look in my kitchen sink and bin right now there's three burnt pots, a 1Kg bag of carrots which earlier had been chopped into toddler bite size portions, two Butternut squashes (again chopped into teeney bites) four chopped up onions,... Continue Reading →
One for him, one for her & one for Mammy. Friday Fashion
As I write this I am cautious of the jinx I am about to place dare I utter the words -so apparently there's a heat wave coming this weekend! So moving swiftly along let me just mention how much heat wave appropriate clothing Penneys has at the moment. Such are kids in general you don't... Continue Reading →
You will always be your mammy’s baby
At 39 years of age and after having minor surgery over the last few days I am reminded how lucky I am to have my mam and the fact that no matter how grown up I think I am that I will always be her child. I look at the twins now speeding through the... Continue Reading →