I think that as I grow older, I am becoming more and more Auntie in my thinking and habits. Things I used to scoff at (due to my own impetuous ignorance as a teenager) when older folk did them, I am slowly starting to see the merit of. It’s kinda hard to completely describe this evolutionary process in me but I think some examples spring forth to ( Read more... )

I realise that I have a soft spot for moody, melancholy British bands. Usually those with scruffy hair, druggie looks and unconventional dressing. That's because the less inhibited they are about looking clean cut and chic, the more in tune they usually are with the spectrum of human emotions not usually associated with Martha Stewart.

In general ( Read more... )

7/31/2003

I went for the Ultra Sound this morning. It was one of the worse and most uncomfortable experiences in my life. Seriously made me re-think wanting to know the gender of my kids before hand (if I ever have any at all) in the future. The lady who was supposed to perform the scan had told the nurse at the clinic I went to yesterday to tell ( Read more... )

 The first 15minutes
It is cold, wet and grey mornings I wake up to that leave goosebumps under my skin and a certain whistfulness, almost hoping that if I bury my head further under the sheets, time outside will stop ticking and the world will hold on while I get enough rest.

It is the semi-distant shriek of school children in the school yard ( Read more... )

2/1/2004

There are certain points in Life where your life hits a certain period of, well for want of a better word, equilibrium. Where you are neither estatically happy or moodily sad. It's just this great big in between. A limbo of emotions which escapes humanly conceived nomenclature. You go through the motions of everyday life and you experience ( Read more... )

Extract of Champagne High by Sister Hazel

And I do a number on myself
And all that I thought to be
And you'll be the one
That just left me undone
By my own, hesitation
and for the million hours that we were
well I'll smile and remember it all
then I'll turn and go
while your story's completed mine is a long way from done.

Chris De Burg's Lady In Red never fails to evoke poignant emotions in me. Many moons ago, it was a song that I associated with heartache and sadness. The details of which are a closed chapter of my life.

Listening to it now that I am at a different phase of life is somewhat surreal. It feels like I'm looking at an earlier version of myself through ( Read more... )