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Showing posts from July, 2012

The Hazard of Handbags

This morning I woke up with a pain in my left shoulder. It was a dull ache and there was a band of tightness right round my arm just below the shoulder. When I sat up I realised I couldn't lift my arm more than a few inches. My first thought was that I had been lying on it during the night. My OH at this point had different ideas and was making unhelpful comments such as 'Maybe you're having a heart attack...or a stroke! It can happen at any age you know!' I gave him one of my withering looks as slowly it began to dawn on me just what had happened. I have had the same pain twice in the past and the cause of it handbag. The first time I had it was several years ago. I went to see the doctor and, once I had described my symptoms to him, he leant over, picked up - no - struggled to lift my overflowing hand bag from the floor and told me he was pretty sure he knew what the problem was. The same thing happened again a few years later with a different handbag.

2012 Reading Challenge Update

I thought today I would give you a quick update on how I'm doing with my '2012 Reading Challenge'. My aim was to read 50 books this year and so far I have managed...a pathetic...14. According to Goodreads that means that I am at 26% of my challenge when, at this point I should be at 56%. Ooops! So from today I'm really getting my reading head on. My problem is that I do all my reading in my bed at night but I have to confess to being a bit of a night owl and I usually stay up into the wee, small hours tweeting on Twitter or catching up with my two favourite soaps, Emmerdale and Coronation Street, which I never seem to manage to see at the scheduled times. Then of course, when I do get to bed, I'm too tired to read. It's not as if there's a shortage of reading material either. I currently have...wait for it...57 books on my Kindle and 12 'paper' books all waiting to be read. I've even started carrying my Kindle everywhere with me in the ho

The Big Fitness Push

I have been on a quest to find my 'mojo' because, for the last few months, I seem to have lost it. ( To be honest I had no idea what 'losing your mojo' meant and I had to look it up but now that I know what it is, it sounds about right). Since just after Christmas I have found everything to be a bit of a struggle and I have really lacked motivation. I have been cutting back on my teaching and coaching to allow me to get on with other projects but, despite having more time, I have struggled to do anything with it. I haven't done anything with my craft business since March, I'm almost at a standstill with my blogging and I feel all Twittered and Facebooked out. The other thing I have done less and less of is exercise and that's primarily what this post is about. I used to be very active. I danced, ran, cycled, competed on my horses, took my dogs for long, long walks and went to the gym 5 times a week but gradually, really since moving to the North East o

Silence is Golden...for some

Earlier today the unthinkable happened and, to be honest, I never expected this day to come although I'm sure many have wished for it for a long time, especially my long-suffering OH. Someone has managed to temporarily silence me. I can't speak and, even worse, I can hardly eat although I have been assured that it is only temporary and things should be back to normal within a couple of days. Phew! So, who managed to succeed where others have tried and failed?  MY DENTIST! Somehow, whilst preparing a back tooth for a crown, he...wait for it...managed to...drill my tongue!! I didn't actually feel it happening because of the anaesthetic but I knew something was wrong when it went quiet and then I saw him and the nurse looking at each other over their masks. He then started to apologise and explain how there had been a bit of a problem and how occasionally dentists can catch their patients' tongues with the drill... Then he began to pack my mouth with gau