Confidence. Am I a confident person? I think the answer depends on where and when you may meet me. At work, most definitely. I love my job. I am confident that I do it well and should you happen to fall under my care one day, fear not. I am completely confident in my ability to look after you. At home, yep. I don’t have any illusions of being anything close to a perfect parent but I am confident that I am doing a reasonably good job. We have a happy home. We are healthy, we are happy, we are loving, we laugh an awful lot. I am confident at home. Except with an iron in my hand. There ...
L is for Lipstick
I recently spent a week back at my folks place over Easter and, on leaving, accidentally forgot to pack my make-up bag. (I also forgot my hair-straighteners, diary, W's night-lights and my work-key. Disaster.) This actually concerned me more than I thought it would. I am not a HUGE make-up wearer you see. I know plenty of friends who would not dream of leaving the house without their lipstick or mascara on but I have never really been one of those women. In fact the only lipstick phase I went through was in my teens where Rimmel's pale sugary-pink, (think Twiggy) or black-cherry (think ...