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Mixed messages

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No smoking. Now, really, absolutely no smoking! Ok, here’s the ashtray.

As spotted on a Lufthansa Boeing 737.

Mixed messages

Small steps

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The cold morning air is streaming through the sunroof as you drive down Highbury Grove. You switch the iPod from The Night Garden to Diana Krall and turn the volume up. There is a parking spot about a mile from your house, but you don’t mind and take a detour to pop in the newsagent. You pick up today’s edition of The Times. And today, you are going to read it. The whole paper. In one go.

At home, you put on the kettle and make yourself a nice, hot cup of tea. You are going to drink it hot, feet up, newspaper in front of you. She’ll be fine. She seemed to have liked it there. There is no point in sitting in the neighbouring room all morning like yesterday. You’ll pick her up in two hours and she’ll be fine!

The house is quiet without her. You try not to take the imprint of her then 10-days-old foot into your hands and gaze at it longingly. The shoes you bought yesterday appear enormous compared to that. Big girls’ shoes.

The lump in your throat is hard to swallow down. Get your act together, woman! It’s only going to be two half days a week. You were craving that freedom, and she was so keen to get together with other children. She’ll be fine!

Small steps

Under the weather

Is this the answer?

Is this the answer?

I am feeling a bit under the weather. Coming home from a long and sunny holiday does that to me. Plus, I miss my husband. I like spending time together as a family. And as a couple. Oh, and it doesn’t help my mood that we are going to be kind of homeless soon. Read the rest of this entry »

Under the weather

Malnourished Monday #13

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Oops, he did it again. Chose a few healthy looking girls. Put them into too tight knitwear. Sent them down the catwalk. And made them look like sausages on the run. Read the rest of this entry »

Malnourished Monday #13

Banana and Mango Margarita

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Time for another cookery post. As there’s not much cooking going on these days (yes, I am still in the Caribbean, and yes, this vacation seems to go on and on and on), I am going to spoil my lovely readers with Leroy’s Banana and Mango Margarita. Try this at home: Read the rest of this entry »

Banana and Mango Margarita

Where the Iguana lives

Life's a beach

Life's a beach

Long before the French and the English fought over Saint Lucia (‘ownership’ of the island changed 14 times in between them), this beautiful place was called “Where the Iguana lives”. And if the lizards don’t stop drowning themselves in our pool, they might need to rename it to “Where the Iguana dies”. Read the rest of this entry »

Where the Iguana lives

What’s in your bag?

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Have you ever wondered how often the girls working at the airports’ security scanners really need to check the contents of your bag? And how often they are just curious to know what’s inside? If I were one of them, I’d know how to shamelessly exploit my position of power.

Emily O over at Babyrambles challenged me to empty my bag and put my life out in front of you. So here it goes: Read the rest of this entry »

What’s in your bag?

It’s a tough life

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Lots of empathy has been poured into the comment box below my last post. Identification. Compassion. I am not quite so sure this one will create emotions along the same lines.

Although the journey to Saint Lucia was a little tough with half a day delay spent at Gatwick airport thanks to a volcano eruption on the island, and although I am covered in little bites (apparently there has been a flee in our bed that took a bite of me every other inch from head to toe), this vacation could easily make it into the top 3 of all vacations ever embarked on. Read the rest of this entry »

It’s a tough life

One of those days

It’s been one of those days. Your friend cancels the longingly anticipated lunch date at the last minute, and as nobody else is available on short notice (and because you don’t really have that many friends anymore), you grab the baby and venture out on your own. After all, this was the day you were going to treat yourself to a new summer dress.

After about 100 laps around the block, you finally find a parking spot and unfold the buggy, not without severely pinching your skin in one of the ‘3-steps-easy-peasy-unfolding-spots’ of the damn thing. You breathe in. You breathe out. Read the rest of this entry »

One of those days

Malnourished Monday #12

Can you smell spring in the air? No? Maybe I am so tired of boots and cardigans, I am hallucinating tulips and hyacinths pushing their way out of the ground and popping up on my way to the supermarket. Anyway, spring IS around the corner (believing is knowing!), and it’s time to have a look at 2010’s fashion trends.

The tricky bit with trends is, it’s not only WHAT you wear, but also HOW you were it. Let me share my findings with you on the latter. Read the rest of this entry »

Malnourished Monday #12