Last weekend, with no real belief there would be a heatwave, I mused to my husband about getting a pedicure. You know, it's hard to get moments for self care in my busy life. "It's not because of your busy life. You won't let anyone touch your feet." Oh yeah. Been so busy I forgot… Continue reading That Time I Got Caught Out With Heatwave Feet!
You're not meant to, are you? It's like the reality TV of kitchen appliances, a cliched symbol for virtue signalers to vilify while posting about the evils of screen time (or technology in general) whilst angrily stabbing away at their mobile for hours on end. If you rely on a microwave, the message goes, you're… Continue reading I Love My Microwave
I stumbled upon a blog I am not going to share the other day. I'm not going to share it because it disturbed me deeply. Luckily - from a position of privilege, knowing a bit of basic psychology, and a lot of mindfulness - it disturbed me on a sort of theoretical "Oh my days,… Continue reading Social Media, Selfishness Shaming and Motherhood.
OK so I'm the parent, I give the permission round here. I like to think of it as giving, not restricting because I'm a horrendous old hippy at heart. But in terms of who has to adhere to guidelines for their own good, it would be The Childe. Except (and I honestly think this is… Continue reading Giving Myself Permission