30 October 2013
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I would also just like to mention, that something has clearly gone missing in translation. And I'm uber grateful for that. In the original Wee Willie Winkie poem, of Scottish origin, the line was, “Are the children all in bed, for now it’s 10 o’clock”. Thank heavens some clever person rewrote it, made a typo and changed the time to 8pm. Can you imagine still having your children under your feet at 10pm at night? If that was the case, I’d have to resort to bucket loads of sugar, to get me through each day.
And to be honest, I've given the exercise thing the odd bash over the years. Though to be fair, I've never really truly committed. I've done lengthy walks with friends - but the main exercise is actually given to my jaw, as we jabber the whole way long. I've done power plate, where I jiggled my bits. And many, many, many moons ago, in my late teens and early twenties, I actually gave a small gym a try. It was NOT true love. I still can't quite visualise the bit where I go from burning chest, aching muscles, wheezing lungs, lame feeling in legs, floaty pass-out sensation and spots in front of my eyes, to a place of pleasure. And so perhaps I've always given up too easily.
On second thought? No, not for me.
On second thought?No, not for me.
A Mommy I shall be
But then just for fun,