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I think I am going slightly potty. I actually caught myself looking at makeup in Sainsburys yesterday. I NEVER do that. I haven’t bought new makeup since my wild clubbing days in 2006 lol

I am even contemplating having my eyebrows threaded. I have never had them threaded before, but having watched someone having it done, I am mildly curious. I used to always look after my bushy eyebrows, and have just got out of the habit since I became mad horse woman.

Mr Hunky has told me to ‘go for it’, not sure what I am letting myself in for, as it looks like a mild form of torture, but I have been told that it makes your eyebrows look amazing, and they are one of the parts of my body that gets used a lot *wiggles eyebrows* … they should look their best really, rather than a mini forest above my eyes lol.

I have been trying to resist the call of chocolate all week, a bad winter means I have gained the weight I lost last year, sigh. I need to be 3 stone lighter. Problem is my M.E/Fibro legs will not cooperate with getting fit. Every time I try to push myself even a tiny bit harder I end up hobbling everywhere, and my sticks call to me. I really don’t want to have to use my sticks. But I looked like a drunk person in town the other day. Thought I was gonna pass out at one point. I had to argue with myself in my head ‘you will NOT fall over, you can stand up straight, and your NOT gonna embarrass yourself by landing on the floor!’ Although it did work I felt very strange for about an hour. So thats when I had my hair cut, to take my mind of my weird brain. It was when standing at the till paying for my hair cut, that I realised that my wellies really smelled, quite bad lol

Well today am off to feed the boys at the yard and then come home to do Moo Moo’s hair and makeup for her party she is going to tonight. She is really turning into quite a little stunner.

About silvermaneuk

Known as Nicky Turner-Sterling at school, and married and became Field. Got divorced, now Turner-Sterling again. Married to Kristopher and kept my maiden name. Nicknames are Betty, Knickers or Nicky. I am a mom to 3 great kids. I have been diagnosed with CFS/ME & Fbromyalgia and I also have neurological problems. I am registered disabled. So I have good days and bad days. Sometimes really bad days, where I cant get out of bed. But I try not to let it hold me back, I have to work with my limitations, but after a long period of being bedridden I finally got back to working albeit part time. I seem to be constantly on a diet lol. I love photography, I love my computers, and often create digital art on it. I love to read, and I love to listen to music, passionate about photography. I love to travel and look at beautiful places.I love to mooch around shops (especially the £1 shop lol) and stuff. I love to bake and cook. Love my animals, have 4 small dogs,4 cats and 1, 8 year old pony. Spirit is my best friend, I trained him, so I could ride him for physio therapy, and trained him so I could ride with as low impact as possible. Riding helps my pelvis and hips. When I dont ride it affects my gait, and I can hardly walk, so it is an excellent form of physio therapy for me. It can also make me flare badly, so I have to get the balance right. He's bitless, barefoot and treeless, he really looks after me, and makes it possible for me to have my dream, and he gave me hope again. If my physio hadn't encouraged to to try horse riding for therapy, I probably would still be bedridden. A disabled rider can do it, with the right tools! and pace pace pace! I can talk the hind leg of a donkey and snore for England. I get bored very quickly, which means I tend to flit from one thing to another, or do more than one thing at once lol.

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