Manic Weeks

I missed my deadline...

Oh drat and I was doing so well, don't you just hate it when life intrudes and you find that, all your hard work and effort just got swept away on the rising tide that was people trying to get your attention...

Tammy can you do this, Tammy can you do that? please Tammy I need this favour...

Argggg, it's one of those really annoying bugbears, that everything bad, or remotely not good, must come all at the same time, untill you are drowning in so much crap that you wished you had noticed the elephant in the room so much earlier than you did,.. (yes that is an old joke)

And of course you can only deal with one crisis at a time, but when they all hit at once which one do you pick and how can you even pick one over the other?

I should be bogged down in tables and pie charts to see who needed help more, and how urgent each case was, but as always I didn't and I ran around like a headless chicken and made do with how much I could give...

That's all you can do right?

Rant over now onto the good stuff lol

So I was catching up on some much needed loving this past week... from of course my lovely gents, and I got asked this question...

How do you know what to say during sex?

I answered thus... well I don't really I suppose I just say what is in my head.

But I suppose to this Gent whom I know reads my blog, I can supply this ...

Please click for a larger version ( I don't expect you to be able to read it, when it is this size :P)

Maybe this will help you.

Anyway... Lets see what else...

Oh yes between doctors and vets and traveling to see family I will be extreamly busy again this week, not to mention my Birmingham mini tour coming up on Wednesday.

I am wondering if I should print this and hang it on my hotel door... Though I am thinking it may cause a few to many stares and a possible knock on the door, it did tickle my funnybone though, and I thought I would share.



Anyway I best be dashing off for now...more of the dastardly appointments (of the not so nice kind) to over-see.

P.S I apoligise for any typo's as I was rushing this...

Birmingham here I come...

I decided that I fancied, boinking the boys in Brum.

So I am offski to Birmingham on the 21st of April, to boink and bounce...

The duo will be going on there too, so woooo...

Should be lots of fun.

If you want to book an appointment with me or us on that date give me a tinkle, or drop a mail in my box, and I will get back to you xxx

Just because it's funny...

The English Riddle.

This is an nursery rhyme written in english... can you work it out?
Click on the picture to enlarge it. answer in the next blog.

The unfolding hilarities of the worker’s tools.

Ok as most of you know, and for those who don’t…

I use and frequent a few forums, message boards, etc.
Some are for paid advertisements which of course makes them a work tool.
Bit like a CNC machine or computer for the office worker.
And some I use to be able to speak and keep connected with the larger community of ‘workers’ in my field.

In all honesty I don’t have the time to look at all the threads etc so some I just look at because they catch my eye or because someone has drawn my attention to them.

Anyway upon reading two separate threads on two separate boards one which took my fancy and the other I was directed to, I happened upon these two wonderful pictures which rather took my fancy in the humour department…

The first was from Punternet courtesy of Northwinds. And made me very unladylike-ly spit my tea all over my keyboard and through my nose.
I must say at this point tea up the nose is quite ticklish and rather like getting chlorine up your nose when at the swimming baths painfully ticklish with that quaint undercurrent of eek added in.


So thank you Northwinds for my *giggle snort* of the day it made me chuckle. Mwah x


The second was from punterchat and was posted by Plod who found the picture in the Newspaper, and I found it funny and quite perversely liked the sign… was considering adding it as my uploaded picture.



Needless to say I won’t be… lol

But still the uses of the boards have been both a great tool and have generated some fun moments for me…

And on this note I will leave you with one of my favourite funnies, to an all round funny post.


There Are At Least EIGHT Types Of ORGASM FOR A WOMAN.

1. The Optimist - Oh Yes, Oh Yes, Oh Yes...............

2. The Pessimist - Oh No, Oh No, Oh No.................

3. The Confused - Oh Yes, Oh No, Oh Yes, Oh No.........

4. The Traveller - Ahh, I'm coming, I'm coming..........

5. The Religious - Oh God, Oh God......................

6. The Usurer - Ahh, More, More, More..................

7. The Murderer - Ahh, If you take it out, I'll kill you

8. The Submariner - Mmm...OHHH...Deeper...Deeper... GO DEEPER!!

Spring is here!!!

Spring is in the air…



And I felt the need looking at my little house on the prairie, that it needed some TLC.
So I decided that this weekend between bouts of fun, with the ‘family’ I would and most definitely shall do my spring cleaning,

Now that I have made a list of what I want doing, what needs doing and what doesn’t, I find myself feeling rather daunted by this spring cleaning mi-larky.

I seem to manage each year to accumulate the biggest amount of stuff that I never use, and hide it away, (for yet undiscovered purposes) I am sure when I buy this stuff there must be a purpose to it, and I just either never get round to using them or I forget that I have them and think ‘oh yeah I forgot I had that’ when I invariably come across it several months down the line.

Now I know that this is the 21st century and we should all be doing it as we go along, but as you know I am quite nostalgic and I like to keep this tradition, of ‘spring cleaning’ even though I do clean as I go.

By the way did you know that spring cleaning goes back to the Neanderthal days of the human existence, and was for the purpose of clearing the cave of bones and debris, when the spring broke, it was a celebration, and marked the coming spring and it’s bountiful harvest that was yet to come to fruition.




So now that I have some nice days and my clock is all out of sorts, don’t know if any of you are having the same problem… I am so used to setting or judging time by the setting of the sun for the past few months that I was rather out of sorts when the clock went to British summer time, so rather than making my dinner by the setting of the sun (around 6pm) I found myself flummoxed for the last week and having my dinner late, due to the lack of sunset, I am sure my inner clock will re-set itself in the next week, but I do find myself thinking it’s earlier than it is because of the extended sunshine.

No complaints about the weather though it’s been a beautiful spring so far, with a nice mixture of rain and sunshine, which of course always puts a smile on most peoples faces.

So instead of cosy nights in by a warm fire and some chocolate, or snuggling under the covers for body heat. My sizzling summer maiden is straining at the leash for some fun, she wants picnics in the park, al fresco fun, long evenings sipping cool wine, and lots of summer attire, fresh funky dresses, nice breathable cotton, to allow the air to caress the skin. And little mini-skirts, to let those legs of mine find their freedom.


Well anyway off to raid my cupboards and wardrobe to see what I can find, as suddenly with the thoughts of all spring and summer brings I am not so daunted by the prospect of my spring clean.

Ramblings of a muse.

Prolific blogging

Or not…

I never seem to find the time between actually working, being a mommy, and doing my other various activities to sit down and write all the strange and delightful things that happen to me (or sometimes not)
Time vs. Activities = no fluid blogs.

I would love to be able to sit and just type up a Blog at least once a week, (asking for more would be like asking for the titanic not to sink!)
Anyway as I have a new one I will make more of an effort to update it, I usually get about a two hour window every month or so and thrash out about 6 in one hit, not conducive I know, but, I do so much and finding the time, and by that I don’t mean at 3 am, it can be a bit iffy.
I usually find that my creative side gets a good hit at 3 am though, mind you if you ask any artist (and I don’t profess to be one) they mostly say the same.
The muse hit’s me at odd hours and doesn’t want to shift her working hours, women eh!

Anyway… I will get better at this blogging thing as I hope to be able to write more often it’s a passion of mine.

Some of it will be meaningless drivel, I hope to add some funnies, and some serious contents too.

But this is just a insight to little ole me, so you can share is some of my life’s anecdotes.