Swap cous cous for quinoa and slippers for heels

Really am I so vain that I now spend my days (at home) in heels rather than slippers? Yes it’s true, not just for vanity although they do look super sexy in pyjamas but also to work at my feet, legs and arse. My feet have been spreading from not wearing proper shoes, so like a bound up Japanese geisha my feet are forced into heels for a few hours a day.

Am I so vain that even though I don’t hate the pixie look, I do hate the sagging cheeks and 15 chins (I haven’t really got 15 chins but I don’t want them either), so a daily face yoga stretching session is in order? Yes I am, my face can’t be covered by a fringe or floppy hair anymore, everything is on show so yes I am doing a daily face yoga/stretch to regain my youthful glow. Is it working? Not a bloody clue but it’s making me feel like I’m doing something helpful for myself 🙂 Now with this in mind my daughters friend saw me and thought I’d gone for a new look and loved it, maybe I am harder on myself than I should be.

I am super slimming too, every day sees my diary of food, syns, calories, fat & sugar content blah blah blah. I might not have mentioned this before but I am going to Santorini for a girls weekend with my amazing girls and they look better than me, I know I know I’m their mother, they are supposed to look better than me but I can try and send a few pounds and years packing. Sooooooooo I might still not be able to yoga, pilates and squat but I can slendertone and hula hoop, so slendertone and hula hoop I shall and laugh about it I shall too 🙂

This weeks lesson to myself – Smile, even on the days where I feel like rubbish, the more I smile at other people the more they smile back to me and the less rubbish I feel. Just keep smiling, the worst that can happen is someone thinks I’m mad – if only they could see inside my head!!!

I’m back to reading and not just about myself, I’m reading Davina (yes it’s true I am a Davina McCall fan) and I love her life lessons. I’m also reading the Trump book, woah I think that head is worse than mine, lessons from that – shut up!!

The weekly headaches are still here and so are the dizzy spells where I can’t remember if I’ve just told you my name but I can remember that I am allergic to kiwi fruit and pineapple even if I can’t remember that I’m allergic to morphine and codeine – how this strange head works. I’m wondering if it was always this strange I just never really noticed before. I’m pretty sure that there are many who know me that would say that statement is a true one. 

Kindness is one of my intentions for this year, I know that one of my ‘things’ is to be hard on other people and not always the most patient. This week I have bought hot food and drinks for two homeless women, is that kindness? I’m not sure if it was for them or my my own satisfaction. I know they appreciated it but all the same I sometimes wonder if that random act of kindness is as much for my self worth as those on the receiving end. I suspect probably both but I feel like being kind to a stranger is helping me at the same time as them, i gives me a warm self satifying feel as they enjoy a hot drink and meal.

I count myself incredibly lucky that I have a kind and caring relationship with my family and my grandchildren, to spend time knitting, watching a dance show and playing scrabble with my grand daughter might sound old ladyish but to me it is utter bliss, a wonderful relationship that will mean we both age with special memories of each other.

So on this note for another week Amos, you will not beat me.