 2005
-- October's snippets
14th October -- Am not sure it actually is October. How can time
be speeding up this fast? Really don't belive it. Esp with the fab weather.
Except when it peed down yesterday. Went over to visit Mutha and Jen in
Norwich -- and then decided to stay over. Fab, it was.
Had to get some new clothes. This extra stone I borrowed when I was pregnant
won't yet shift, which is telling me I have an emotional deal to sort
out. Anway, v fed up with looking like a teenager in hoodies, so bought
some lovely David Walliams style Ladies Clothes because I am a lady. This
also ties in v nicely with my arrival yesterday of the most beautiful
drawers in the world ever. V lovely, and made of oak, but feeling a bit
toxic. Stuck Elanra on and opened windows for a bit. Evie's up there now,
but has woken twice as the bed's in a different place. The drawers are
sooo big, didn't realise. Glad I have a lovely big bedroom to put them
in. Anyway, am purging away, got a charity bag, a drawer of stuff that's
too small and a whole great big drawer for all my trillions of pants.
Think I must be the Imelda Marcos of the pant world. Didn't realise. Oh,
that's knickers if you're american, not trousers. Trousers are in the
too small drawer, waiting for me to work out why I can't lose the extra
stone of baby weight.
Man news!
OK, it's probably not news as there's not actually a man to report on.
But I've shifted. I think. I think I now know and behave like I can't
actually just be with someone for the sake of it -- it has to be perfect
in every way for me. And because I came to this realisation, I nattered
to my angels recently and said that I was now ready to meet Mr Perfect
For Me. Then I went a bit quick round a roundabout so slowed down and
said to angels that I would rather be alive when I did meet Mr Perfect
For Me. Would be a great sick cosmic joke if I actually didn't meet Mr
Perfect For Me until I died and went to a cloud. Am not manifesting that.
Am manifesting Mr Perfect For Me. Really.
I love my new drawers. I do.
Now then. Have you tried the raw
cacao powder? Am not hyping this up or owt. It's GOBSMACKING.
I had some yesterday (as did muth, fath and Evie) and I really felt like
I could conquer the world. It was the most amazing UP feeling I've ever
had in my entire life. Am sold on it! I have a feeling that it'll over
take the nibs sales very soon, it's just so easy to use and concentrated.
I have never felt so good, and Evie couldn't get enough of it. I had it
mixed with cashew
butter, yacon
syrup and spread on apple. ooh, missus. You really need to go
there.
So, we've announced details of our Festive
party. I've been choosing songs for the music part of it, it's
gonna be so spot on. Everyone will love it. And we've also made our Summer
Retreat bookable now. And we've got some great other events in
store. Love events, as I love meeting you all. It's like visiting rellies.
We went over to Croydon Hall last weekend, to check it out for the summer
retreat. My goodness, you couldn't get a more love-filled place. Would
live there if I could do that sort of thang. Everyone is so at peace,
that I felt like I'd been there a year. It's a very very healing place
-- totally perfect for what we're doing there. I really think it's going
to be our best event ever.
OK, must go now and do some work. Matt's coming over tomorrow to hang
out with Evie so I might loiter around the sauna and spa all day reading
the rest of my Robbie book. Got it off of the library and it was then
overdue and I'm still not a third of the way through it. Promised myself
an hour's read a day, but with Evie it's just not possible yet. I think
I'll have to make that an hour a week until she's four or something.
Enjoy your day! Muchos besos... xxx
24th October -- Just had a really fab week! A mate of Annette's
called Lorraine came over from the US, and was totally taken with Evie.
She sat her in bed with her to read stories -- when I try that, Evie just
clambers all over me. Anyway, then muth and fath came over and we all
went to the MBS show in Cambridge and hung out with Si for a bit. I got
a massage, a healing and an angel love necklace. You wear it and it attracts
love. Ooops, not got it on today, hence I'm still single!!
Every day is Robbie day
In keeping with the current UK Robstermania virus, I toddled off to Tescos
this morning to buy his new album Intensive Care. Got some lovely songs
on there, Make Me Pure being the fabbest, IMHO. I'd make him pure ;-)
Anyway, mustn't think like that, am after Mr Right For Me, must remember.
Maybe I should also stop calling him My Husband. It tends to confuse people!
So, last Friday, it was Robbie Williams Day on Radio 1 (thought I'd be
too old to listen to Radio 1 by now, but just aren't. I don't think I've
got the aging gene). Right, so I go to Annette, whilst turning the radio
on in the morning, "It's Robbie Williams Day today". And she
said "Every day is Robbie Williams day in this house." Tis too.
Still haven't finished the book, must renew it for the third and final
time at the library. Knew I should have bought it. Just wanted to support
the community by going overdue and paying 80p, I guess.
Evie ate a bit of an animal
I had a horrid experience on Thursday. And a shocking two experiences.
First, I'm out with Fiona, mate from antenatal class up Mill Road at a
noodle bar. Anyway, Evie's doing her usual cute thing with hanging round
the waiters (don't know where she gets it from), and the waiter was being
all lovely and everything. Then he was a bit too lovely. All went quiet,
so I peeked over "She's not eating something, is she?" My gut
reaction spoke out loud. "Yes, just a bit of pancake", said
the waiter. I went into freak mode. Not at the waiter, but at the situation.
First assessed the damage "It was just a bit" and he showed
me it was like a flake off of this oriental pancake. I saw the packaging
"ANIMAL FAT" shouted at me from the ingredients. Heart in mouth,
I'm trying to get finger in Evie's mouth but there's nothing there. It's
all gone. So she ate an animal and cooked food for the very first time
in her life. Tried to make the waiter feel OK whilst also saying that
you really shouldn't feed babies food without asking their mummies --
what if she was allergic? Never mind ethics, karma and health...
Anyway, so then she was vomiting for 48 hours, not really eating much
and had a runny bum for four days. Poor mite. She vomited the offending
piece of food up in the first lot of sick, but it must have affected her
so badly that she just kept chucking up. Was really shocked slash glad
to see how such a clean body will not allow crap food into it.
So the other shock I had was this. Am walking down Mill Road after shock
number 1, and an old mate of an ex boyfriend approached me. God, first
I thought he was a tramp, as he looked so rough, and thought he was asking
me for money, but I just about recognised himself. You know how if you
really look after yourself people don't think you've aged and go on about
how great you look? Well, imagine the opposite. And this guy used to have
a real glow about him. Very sad, but that's obviously his deal that he's
got to work with in this life.
 So,
am quite happy having no more shocks for a while. Will retreat into the
saftey of my home. Speaking of -- am getting it decorate all white in
a few weeks. Decided white'd be best, then can get some lovely furniture
and pictures stuff and be all modern. Bought a big gold buddha on Saturday
at the MBS show, he's now adorning my lounge. Evie was a bit cautious
of him to start with, then she went over to try to move his arm, and was
shocked that he wasn't flexible. Yesterday she got a cushion, put it next
to the Buddha and sat next to him on it. Today she's been kissing him.
I think she loves him. It's great having him in the house, he brings a
certain calmness. Not that it's bonkers in here or anything, but it's
always good to have that extra feeling of light, isn't it?
Oooh, we've got 2 new employees! Jo and Rosemary. How exciting. We're
getting bigger every day, which is great as it shows the UK is getting
into raw foods, health and taking control of their lives.
Speaking of work, have you checked out our Festive
Party yet? Cheaper to book now, you know! (etc of nagging).
I'm getting divorced
29th October -- I've decided that Robbie's not the man for me
after all. I had to renew his book again at the library and I was a day
late, so he cost me 20p. It's just too much, he keeps me up all night,
turning page after page, he costs me money at the library and he's always
singing in the house really loud. So, I've decided to divorce Robbie,
just as quickly as I married him. So I'm single again. There.
Do you know... I think I'm having a midlife crisis.
You know when you do things totally out of character? Like today, my
dad emailed me a personalised number plate and I went "I'll have
that", so I bought it! I've always thought they were totally pointless
and meaningless, posey and shallow. Now I've got one. Poor Vera. Hope
she gets to like it. Well, I've not had a holiday since I moved back from
Spain (like I guess I had a year off then, but that doesn't count now
as it's BC (before child) and is such a distant memory that it might as
well be someone else's). So I will justify this waste of space. You know
what as well. This will seem so odd to you, but I really don't like drawing
attention to myself with things like that. I can be all up front here
coz I'm hidden behind a screen and you don't really see me, but a car,
with a number plate! Oooh, that's something else.
And the marriage to Robbie. It wasn't one of my sanest decisions. He
smokes, you just can't marry a guy who smokes.
And I keep buying CDs, like loads of them. Like I'm a teenager with a
disposable income instead of a single mother with a pricey organic baby.
OK, gotta work on my new book now while Evie's a night night girl. Will
then watch the X Factor votes -- I want Journey South to win, they're
totally fab and are like twins, not brothers. They do rock very well,
Louis Walsh.
30th October -- Just a quickie, before Evie wakes up. Right, just
finished with Robbie, it's over between us for good. I turned the last
page and he's going off back to the library tomorrow. It was a joyful
6 weeks with him, and I loved every minute of it. And no more now. Wow,
it only took me just over a year to read a book after having Evie. Reading,
no matter how big and clever it makes you (and makes you look) is a difficult
thing to do when you have a baby, are a single mama, your run a business,
and you've just moved. So I'm v chuffed with myself and would like to
thank Robbie for being interesting enough to hold my attention, and patient
enough when I had to put him down mid sentence, time and again due to
Evie waking up. Anyway, good read, well worth it, and some v funny points.
Feel (Robbie Willams), by Chris Heath. Especially love the bits about
the fans. Very very interesting. Fave letter he's been sent? A woman sent
a pic of her daughter in to him, going "Forget Geri Haliwell, Rachel
Hunter, Samantha Mumba etc, like this daughter of mine is your soulmate.
Sorry the picture isn't very good and it looks like she's got a crooked
smile, she's actually got a really nice smile and you could come and stay
(not in her room, obviously) and you'd be safe here as no-one would believe
it's really you." Gotta love it.
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