cryptic carla strikes again

Sooooo soory clo-ee! I thought you were just being a hypochondriac when you said that you were diagnosed with pneumonia. after seeing your recent pictures - where you look like a total skinny ass - I totally believe you now. :)
It was great to talk and reminisce about the good ole days. It is kind of scary that we're old enough to remember them "good ole days"! Doesn't time fly... when you don't want it to?!

And finally just wanted to say, I DON'T WANT ANY OF YOUR PETS! thankyouverymuch. Nor do I sound even vaguely British. AS IF...!

There are some great things going on in my life at the moment that are even more delicious because I'm not sharing my secrets with anyone! NO I AM NOT PREGNANT before anyone asks. If everything pans out the way I'm kind of hoping then this will be a delicious end to a.. challenging year. And a FANTASTIC start to a new year. But we're just going to have to wait and see...fingers crossed! :)

watch out - she's completed part 1...!

I've done it! I'VE PASSED MY DRIVING THEORY TEST! Woohoo!

And just so you know, that was one serious bitch of a test! Oh Yes it was! AND I PASSED IT!

WARNING: Needless to say I am currently in a state of achievement induced euphoria and may take some time to wind down :)

i heart wilson

I've got shin splints dammit. Of course, that's not the reason I've been so remiss and not written for the best part of July but I've been feeling very frustrated and irritated. I'm not allowed to run. Now I'm no Forrest Gump (in the running sense thankyouverymuch) but I was really looking forward to improving my running and joining my local running club. But I can't. So i've been making like a fish and trying to improve my swimming but man! I am so ridiculously crap at it it's not true! However.. I have consoled myself by trying to improve my cycling (for those of you who have heard the stories DON'T LAUGH!) and am now officially in lurve with Wilson. My Trek trail bike! He's beautiful! And he loves mud and puddles almost as much as I do! I refuse to be precious about him though... who am I kidding!
I've been working like a dervish on my grand master plan - moving on up and moving on out and I really do think I need to enrol on a yoga class. I'm getting impatient with my impatience! I know it takes time. I know good things come to those who wait/ perservere/ etc. but I'm not gettin' any younger! Speaking of which, I just read my mate's blog where she's been talking about turning 29. Everyone makes it out to be suuuuch a big deal but you know what? I'm really kind of excited! Not at turning 29, but at the prospect of hitting my 30s next year. I'm thinking that the 30s are going to be my decade. I've started noticing the wrinkles - I've got really faint smile lines around my mouth - but hey! I really don't care! I used to think that I would have plastic surgery to try and stave off the onset of old age but you know what? I like that my face now has character borne of experience. I like that I have a couple of grey hairs (that occasionally go a weird greeney blue because of the chlorine!)although I wouldn't rule out trying different colours on my hair for the sake of different colours. I like that I have had so much experience of life - and not just good times. Some really godawful-never-want-that-to-happen-to-my-worst-enemy type bastard experiences but I'm still here and still looking on the bright side of life. And I love that despite all the bad times, I remember all the good ones with so much more vigour and clarity. That despite sometimes having to struggle a damn lot to keep positive, I have and that I still look forward to tomorrow. I am still thankful for my life. I can still count all my blessings and smile. And I can still look forward to turning 30 next year... although buddy, I am still 2 months and 7 days younger than you!
Happy Birthday chic!