Thursday, 12 June 2014

Beauty is Pain...

She looks like her Dad. She has his moustache!

I am introducing Miss to beautifying techniques. She is 16 now and there are things a girl has to do. It is just the way it is. I'm not sure how Miss T will go though but I don't want to put any suggestions into her head.

What am I talking about?

IPL people

IPL for hair removal

Not the most painless procedure I agree but the effects are superb and it is my gift to my daughter. I have had it done and should have had it y-e-a-r-s ago had I but known the freedom of knowing there are no 'growly bits' to check. (Have you seen 'It's Complicated' with Meryl Streep and Alec Baldwin? Priceless)

But it is not painless. It is a little like being snapped by an elastic band in your nether regions.

Okay, okay I'm not painting a pretty picture but beauty can hurt sometimes

Do you agree? Pain for gain?

I have been priming Miss T into relaxation, finding her 'zen', deep breathing...

But I really want to say 'FOR GOODNESS SAKE DON'T SCREAM!!'

I brought her up. I know how loud she can scream. It used to make my mind go blank and I literally couldn't think. But I'm hoping the fact she is older and their are social norms that she will be well behaved.

There is a machine in the salon called 'Thumper' and it is not for the faint hearted. I was, how shall we say, subjected to the joy once and once only. They said it had something to do with the time in your cycle but people I have never felt anything like it and people, I have had 2 children.

So as Thumper was clicking along it felt like a big claw grabbing handfuls of flesh and ripping it out. I had my eyes shut and I was sure that if I opened them I would see blood everywhere. I had to ask for a rest. No amount of 'zen' was going to help! It was like being tortured.

I said to the girl 'oh, I could tell you all my secrets'. Clearly my thinking was along the lines of the torture and confession scenario. Do you know what she said? I expected a little laugh or a 'nearly finished' or a 'do you need another rest' sort of comment.


She said 'why, because we are alone?'


She thinks I'm a weirdo!!

'No' I shrieked at her, 'because it hurts so bloody much'

Great, she thinks I'm a weirdo AND we still have a bit to go

It did distract me though because then I was wondering what sort of conversations beauticians have with their clients?

So, no more Thumper for me and definitely none for Miss T either. I will protected her from being a lamb to slaughter plus I have paid for a few sessions so she has to go back.

'Because we are alone' indeed"

How embarrassment!!

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Tuesday, 3 June 2014

Take 2...

Miss T is having surgery today in a second attempt to correct her wayward knee. Last time she was feeling a little ill the night before and thought it might be nerves.


Gastro with temperatures.

The lot!

This time she awoke on the weekend looking like a chipmunk. Wisdom teeth trouble so a quick trip to our local Emergency Department (it was Sunday of course), some antibiotics and back to her usual self.

So, try again. A quick breakfast at 3 am and currently having a sleep in until it is time to get ready.

She is looking forward to getting back to her usual fitness.

She has a new appreciation for good health

ciao for now

just Martha xx

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Tuesday, 20 May 2014

Getting Arty...

Because Miss T is unable to play soccer, work, or even walk well for that matter, she is getting down


I booked us into a drawing workshop so she can extend the arty side of her soul and perhaps be distracted in this way. We did this workshop on a Sunday and apart from arriving a tad early (45mins) a good time was had by all. There were 12 of us and it was a very quiet day, full of concentration and creativity. I am arty but have never found my style. I had a great time. This was a beginners course and here is a sample of our talents on the day.

Ta da...

ciao for now

just Martha xx

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Monday, 12 May 2014

just Bliss...

My Family 2014

Life has been pretty wonderful of late. It is heavenly having the Silver Fox back and I am ensuring we have a 'Family Day' every Sunday which includes no electronic gadgets and a walk or a ride somewhere with dog in tow. Just chilling and being together.

Miss T and I are off to see a surgeon today as it would appear her soccer injury is a tad more complicated with a fractured patella and a 1 cm foreign body floating around. I have booked her into a drawing workshop as she is missing soccer +++ and getting quite down. I need to nurture the artistic side.

I went on a recent get away with my gorgeous sister and it was heavenly to chill, chat, laugh and just be together. It was 6 months since I last saw her in person. Way too long. Ridiculous.

I then came back to some Mother's Day celebrations with my little family. Master T and I had a nice bike ride and watched Miss T having a driving lesson. She was doing pretty well too. It was kind of weird though to see her behind the wheel looking confident and sort of little. How can she be that old?

The photo above is from one of our Sunday jaunts, up a steep hill, before we knew the knee situation. This one I have 'Waterlogue-d' nice huh? The Silver Fox also had a torn calf muscle at the time so at least they could limp together.

Master T got a haircut for me which turned out to be rather s-h-o-r-t much to his horror. He was not at all keen to go to school today and declined my advice to tell everyone his name was 'Shorn' or that he had a fight with a lawnmower. Used to work when I was at school!

Trust your weekend was bliss. Life is good!

ciao for now

just Martha xx

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Saturday, 3 May 2014

The Biscuit Police...

Well, you see, it was the Silver Fox's birthday and he had a lovely time. I made him a cheesecake and he got presents galore, including something special from Ruth.

Now Ruth is the Mother of a friend of ours and makes the most truly amazing biscuits you have ever tasted. IShe is up visiting our friend and brought some over for the Silver Fox as a birthday present.

But, you see the Silver Fox doesn't like to share them because they were his present and I don't blame him because if they were mine I wouldn't share either. So, he will hand me one just occasionally and I think to date I have had 3.

So there I was in the kitchen today, cooking, cooking, shopping, putting away, cooking, washing up... You know how it goes. AND these biscuits are right in front of me.

Staring at me

Saying "eat me"

So I did. I ate one. Unseen. I made sure of that. I ate it slowly and really tasted it.


So, the Silver Fox came out and said " oh, I see you have helped yourself to my biscuits?"

What the?

I denied it of course

Hmmm, it would appear he had counted them so knew I had taken one.

He is turning professional. That sounds like something I would do.

I told him he was lucky I only took one

And he said I was lucky I only took one too

Haha, sounds like a potential Death By Biscuit situation.

ciao for now

just Martha

Ps: I am standing next to the biscuits now and the Silver Fox isn't home! I might send him a photo of me holding all the biscuits just about to eat them. Haha. He shouldn't mess with a professional!

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