Do you ever have one of those moments where you sort of float out of your body, look down your nose at yourself and think, “What the hell happened to me?”
I’m not talking about a near-death experience; and I’m not talking about buying pink walking boots.
This morning, I found myself sitting next to the newly crowned Miss Scotland. Continue reading “Non-sleeping beauty.”
**Disclaimer #1: Everything I said in my previous post about how girls are WAY better than boys still stands. And then some.
Disclaimer #2: This is not a post about periods, childbirth and the like. Fear not, men – if there are any reading – the words ‘heavy flow’, or ‘super jumbo tampon’ will not appear. You may read on. If you want.** Continue reading “Sometimes it’s hard to be a woman.”
I’ve been ‘recognised’ off the radio twice.
The first time, I’d phoned the hairdresser to make an appointment. Continue reading “Don’t you know who I am?”
This time in three days, the Five Peaks Challenge will (hopefully) be all over.
I’ll (hopefully) be drinking a well-earned glass – okay, okay, you twisted my arm – bottle of wine.
I’ll hopefully not be dead. Continue reading “5 Peaks Training Log #4.”
The one where I actually climb a hill.
I figured it might be a good idea. Y’know, to climb one of ’em before I climb five of ’em.
It was pretty much the last thing I wanted to do this afternoon, on roughly four hours sleep with less the night before, but if I didn’t go today, I wouldn’t be able to til Sunday or Monday – and that might be leaving it a bit late to realise I’m completely fucked.
And at least it was sunny. Continue reading “5 Peaks Training Log #3.”
The rest of Team Scotland is off climbing Ben Lomond today.
I, on the other hand, am stuck at work. On my tod. *sob*
HOWEVER – I am not to be deterred.
If Aldo can’t go to the mountain; the mountain shall simply have to come to Aldo.
Or something like that. Continue reading “5 Peaks Training Log #2.”