Monday, 20 December 2010

Christmas Bride...

Eight years ago tomorrow C and I cut our wedding cake.
It was an intimate ceremony in that little known place Gretna Green in Scotland.
It was a quiet affair with immediate family, and there was frost, it was damned cold, but I had the best day.
Joking aside, I cannot believe it is eight years. Our life looks alot different now, and it's fair to say we've had more than our share of difficult times, but we're still here, still together, and still laughing - I wonder how many people said it wouldn't last, after all, we'd only known each other 9 months when we did it, and 6 houses, 2 kids, 4 cats, and 2 chickens later, hooray, we've made it!
Happy 8th Year C

Friday, 17 December 2010

That Festive Feeling!

Today I'm feeling rather festive.
I have a day off work, the Christmas tree lights are twinkling, there's a flurry of snow outside my study window, and Classic FM are playing Carols.
I've organised gifts into piles to be wrapped, and later I intend to treat myself to a warm mince pie and a cup of tea.
Last night I laughed my way through the brilliant Jamie O's Christmas Lock-In, and I've already set aside the 'It's a Wonderful Life' DVD for this evening.
And it's my 8th Wedding Anniversary on Tuesday!
Have a wonderful weekend,

(Illustrations courtesy of 'Christmas Songs' Ladybird Picture Book & CD set, borrowed with kind permission from JB!)

Tuesday, 14 December 2010

Rage Against The Machine...

It's fair to say I'm teetering on the brink at the moment.
I'm working overtime to help out an already overstretched department which is causing me some conflict. My littlest boy JB has a cough and cold virus, which means C and I are currently surviving on 3 hours of sleep a night. I haven't finished my Christmas shopping, and I've got kids' Christmas concerts coming out of my ears, and to top it off I've got sciatica, so whilst everyone around me is enjoying the growing festivities, I'm upset to say I feel a little Bah Humbug.
 Not like me you say...
Absolutely not.
So what's bugging Karen Roderick?
When I got the call to say I was going back to work after almost 15 months at home I was ecstatic. A wiser, less selfish woman I was ready to face The Machine, vowing I would not let it crush me a second time. Seven months later and I'm struggling.
For a variety of reasons.
I love my Profession. Trained damned hard for it. Still do. It's The Machine that gets me down, and those that oil it.
But I'm too small to fight it, so a little voice tells me to give up, and then I frown, turn up the radio and sing with Tom Delonge as loud and as passionate as I can, and then I think this...
I'm better than that, stronger than that, and so I won't let it beat me and I'll continue to strive to be the best I can. Which I will make sure is pretty damned great!

Bah Humbug be gone...Merry Christmas!

All photos from Debrett's 'Etiquette for Girls' by Fleur Britten.

Friday, 10 December 2010

Friday, 3 December 2010

No longer just the 12 days of Christmas

I'd like to say I've only just succumbed and put up our Christmas decorations but that would be a lie.

Because they've actually been up since last Friday.
C has given up his protests of it being too early because he now has to fight two little boys as well as a determined wife.
And we have a new addition - my twinkling driftwood tree.
Christmas bunting.
My rather handsome fridge.
My retro hanging snowflakes.
Window box.
Winter essentials.
And the place I enjoy a glass of wine and a bit of superficial TV,
and maybe one of these warmed.

Have a lovely weekend,

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