image source When I say ‘love’, I don’t mean that you have to be head over heels, loving yourself sick and thinking you’re the sexiest beast to walk the planet every time you look in the mirror – no improvements needed (although you are totally a sexy beast – just saying). I mean the act of love. The ‘being kind to yourself’ kind of love. The kind of acceptance for yourself and your body that you would give anybody else that you care about, but somehow forget to give yourself. The remembering that you are more than what you look like. That kind of love. I used to be of the…
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The evolution of my relationship with make-up.
I have spent most of the past two weeks make up free. Partly because I really didn’t get out much, partly laziness and also because towards the end of that period, I realised that my foundation had run out. I couldn’t tell because some of it was stuck up the insides of the bottle and I couldn’t see through it, to determine that I was running low. Damn, lying bottle of foundation. My skin has been dry. Not flaky dry, but just parched. The pores on my nose have seen better days. God, I’m attractive. Now, this has been a slightly dire situation, but I’ve found that the 31…
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No dummy.
So it happened. Yesterday morning. He coughed and it fell in the toilet. And that was that. Yep. After months of wondering when the right time would be to tackle the Little Mister’s giving up of the dummy/pacifier/binky/soother (whatever you know it as), fate sorted it out for me quick smart. The Little Mister is 3 years and 4 months old(ish). He has had a dummy for sleep time for most of his life. Until he got all of his teeth (May last year), he had one whenever he really needed one because it helped soothe his gums somehow. He hasn’t regularly had a dummy when we’re out and about since…
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Thought sorting.
I’ve had a lot on my mind recently. Sorting out thoughts. Figuring stuff out. Here are some quotes that are inspiring me or making me think. image I need to remember that I am not responsible for these people’s storms. I do not need to be their umbrella all of the time (even if they want me to be or even if I feel compassion for them). image Sometimes I get overwhelmed when there’s a big life milestone or some dream I’m trying to turn into reality. For me, at the moment, it is definitely the trip to Korea and Japan that is getting all too real! I have…
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Sunday Self Improvement.
I’ve been contemplating some things this weekend. Doing a little soul searching about who I am. Why I think and feel the way I do – what makes me tick. What I can do to keep improving as a person. What I should care about and what I should let go of. I think I’m making some headway on a couple of issues and it feels good because these issues have bugged me all my life. Of course I had these revelations in the middle of the night instead of sleeping, but I am grateful for them nonetheless. Here are some quotes to get you thinking too x image image…
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Older and wiser?
lyrics by Avicii Mr Unprepared and I are embarking on a decluttering frenzy around our house. OK, so it isn’t exactly a frenzy, but we are enthusiastic and wanting to utilise our storage spaces better. Which is totally something that old, married with kids, home owning people tend to be really interested in. At least this old couple, anyhow. Which brings me to the point of this blog post. I’m old this year. In a couple of months I turn the big 3-0. I’m actually pretty cool with that. I used to think that getting older was tragic and scary (there’s an embarrassing story about how I cried on the…
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Sorting out Friday’s feelings.
pic Sometimes the weirdest things can give me icky feelings. I can start to feel insecure or negative and I have to fight to pull myself out of a ‘mood’. Sometimes I get the urge to ‘do something’ about it. I may feel the need to vent to someone or ask someone what’s going on with them (when really it’s what’s going on with me). Luckily I often fight that urge and I realise that if I just let it sit and if I just sort through it, the feelings dissipate. It’s how I sort out the ‘real’ problems from the ‘imagined’ ones. It doesn’t mean there isn’t something wrong,…
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Facebook: I love it but sometimes I don’t.
pic Facebook. It’s just this little social networking site. Don’t know if you’ve heard of it? It’s a place where your worlds collide. You can see into the lives of almost everyone you’ve ever (or even ‘never’) met, on a daily (or several times daily – let’s be honest) basis. This can be fun. It can be voyeuristic in the kind of way where someone has actually invited you to stalk them so it kind of makes it OK. Used wisely, it is a great way to connect with people instantaneously and to share your lives with those who may not always be geographically close to you. I recently…
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For one night only.
pic So last week I was having some weird moments. I was just mentally…struggling? I don’t know if that’s the right term, but all I know is that I was not my best Kez. I had perhaps a little dose of PMS (yep), my husband was away for a week, I had a lot of sh*t going on in my brain (it was still trying to process the whole previous year month) and I felt like I’d lost my mojo. I was letting all of my insecurities play out in my mind (usually in the mid afternoon when I felt the most bored/drained of energy). Fears of not being the…