Posts Tagged Health

So about functioning on 5 hours sleep. Yeah forget I said that.

Feb 1

Posted by ness in Family Drama, Health & Beauty | 5 Comments

Walking Zombie.

That is me today.

Moving my eyeballs requires far too much effort.

I think that I may need to have my thyroid levels checked because this is just not normal. I’m pretty sure it’s nothing serious like mesothelioma or anything, I’m sure it’s just trying to get by on 5 hrs of sleep, having two little noisy boys around the eldest of which DOES NOT HEAR ME WHEN I SAY DO NOT INTERRUPT ME WHEN I’M WORKING, and the general stresses of living.

The lack of energy saps my will power like nothing else, and it makes the energy required to maintain a level of patience with my kids that I’m struggling to find. Did that make sense to anyone? See how knackered I am? I could *really* use a solo weekend away just to clear my head, sleep, or alternate walks in the country with some horseriding, and engaging in utterly slothful pursuits involving copious amounts of roomservice, spa treatments and television.

My dad is back in hospital, this time on a chemo drip, and I’m trying to work up the ooomph to go and see him. It’s not that I don’t realise how important seeing him is, its just complicated. Seeing him saps my will to live, so in my current state going to see him would be like putting a match to a highly flammable substance and I will just evaporate on the spot. Luckily I saw him about 10 days ago, so I’m not entirely drowning in guilt.

Right, off to fetch the youngest then back to the grindstone and worst of all *housework* ick.

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Tags: Energy, Health, Thyroid

Mars and Venus: The Eternal Debate

Jan 14

Posted by ness in Art History, Education, Headcase, Hubby, Humour, weight loss | 7 Comments

Women are very quick to jump on the ‘Objectification bandwagon’.

Don’t you think?

We are so ready to jump on the ‘that magazine cover is fake’ show and grab our microphone and say that ‘real women don’t look like that’ etc.

I have a friend who is skinny. I mean really skinny. Like it doesn’t matter what she puts into her mouth, she remains resolutely, and absolutely skinny.

Yeah. Love to *hate* her for that.

But still she’s a friend.

A lucky, lucky, LUCKY friend, who gets ridiculed and snickered about behind her back, with people assuming that she has an eating disorder…but I digress…

Back to my point. Chicks. Wenches. Womenfolk.

So ready to fly the feminism flag.

Liberté, Sororité, Egalité and all that.

Yeah, great iconic painting guys let’s fight for freedom and equality, and don’t forget to have the hot chick carrying the flags’ bewbs fall out just to make sure we catch peoples attention okay?*

You see?

YOU SEE??

Were you getting as fired up as me there?

*Art history majors, relax, I too am a student of the arts and I understand that she is a mythical interpretation of the spirit of freedom that was urging the people on toward equality, and they indicated this exactly because of the exposed bits. Or at least Eugene Delacroix was a naughty naughty French Romantic and has been poking fun at us for 150 years.

Anyhoo, has anyone ever considered the flip side of this spiky coin?

What about when we objectify men?

Is that okay?

Is it a case of tit for tat?

How does your average male feel about us perving on hot male celebrities? Do their fragile ego’s take it on the chin? Do they run to the nearest pharmacy for their very own supply of fat burners for men and spend hours obsessing how their butts look in these pants?

Probably not.

Or if they do, we complain that our men are turning into women.

So then. What the hell do we actually want????

…and more importantly

WHAT EXACTLY IS THE POINT THAT I WAS TRYING TO MAKE!??

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Tags: Art History, Health, Mens Health, weight loss

So I was up at 3am…

Apr 9

Posted by ness in Headcase, Health & Beauty, Hubby, children | 1 Comment

To pee on yet another stick.

It was…

Negative.

Mommy me says: ” Well, okay, so I’m a little disappointed, 3 would have been cool, and children are such an enormous blessing”.

ME me says: ” Oh thank god, I’m just recovering from the last one! I’m getting my backside in shape for a real career again, what the hell are you thinking Mommy me? Somebody hand me my pack of the pills!”

Realistic me says: “Ok, so where the hell is Aunt Flo? Man I hope my parts are all okay.”

Dominant me says: ” Hubby is SO going for the snip in a years time!”

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Tags: baby, children, doctors, Health, Parenting, Pregnancy