It’s been a long hard day. And I’ve been working like a dog. No not like a dog, more like a BEAST. It was very busy in the restaurant for most of my shift, as we had a large group for a funeral booked in. I was only meant to work til 4 pm but […]
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Yesterday I was regretting that I didn’t get much exercise over the weekend especially since I hadn’t done much in the past two weeks either (unless you count walking round Dublin for hours). Given that my evenings after work these days are jam-packed with this blogging malarkey and the business course I’m doing (which together […]
Today was another good day can you believe it! That’s three days in a row now; where did cranky, moody, restless, tired, depressed, crying Liz disappear to?! (Wherever it is, I hope she stays there!) I woke at nearly 9 am, quite late for me, having optimistically set my alarm for 8 am. However my […]
It’s been a long looooong day and I am totally and utterly pooped. We walked our little feet off for six hours in the concrete jungle of Dublin city. In the pouring rain. With a crappy little umbrella that blew apart after five minutes (and there wasn’t even any wind!). 3FE was our first port […]
I’m pleasantly surprised to see I’ve already made it through 17 days of these daily scribbles. Heck, I wasn’t sure I’d get beyond the first week. As I’ve said before, consistency is not my strong point and the only thing I’ve ever been consistent with is eating too much chocolate. If only that was actually […]
It’s official: this is the first cranky daily scribble. There have been a few slightly ‘out of sorts’ scribbles and one where I was feeling sad, but this is the first where I’m feeling truly waspish. Everything bothers me, from the dirty messy house to my sweet loving husband, especially his constant questions as to […]
Today was an odd day. It started with a topsy-turvy emotional morning that had me bawling like a baby in my husband’s arms for ten minutes (you know that completely inexplicable spontaneous heart-break that just comes on you out of nowhere? That kind of crying. Of course it’s not really out of nowhere, it’s most […]
There’s a voice in my head, actually there are several and they bounce off one another. Usually goes a little like this: Little Miss Wishful: “Ooooh, those shoes are so pretty. I’d LOVE to visit Paris. And I’d love some chocolate right now… I want a cuddle.” Scaredy Cat: “Not more money on shoes you […]
We’re into the double digits – day 10 and it’s the first day I really didn’t feel like writing; there’s a steep and slippery slope stretching out before me. See I’m notorious for starting projects and going guns blazing for the first week or two. Once the novelty wears off and the struggle begins, I’m […]
(Day 9) I get excited by pretty things: pretty stickers, pictures, buttons, notebooks – especially notebooks; TK Maxx and Waterstones are dangerous shops for me to enter. It’s the same story when I’m in an Art shop, ruffling through quirky stickers and badges, sweet purple feathers, glossy decorated pages… There is one serious problem with […]
Coffee and Scribbles 