When I grow up…..

“When I grow up I want to be… (insert job title here)”. We’ve all heard it and we’ve all said it. I’m 35, and I’m still saying it. Even my 13 year old has a more focused career projection than I do. The problem for me is that I can do lots of things. Not…

Pressure OK?

I love a really good massage. There’s nothing quite like it. Kneading my needy muscles is the surefire quickest way to my heart. That first squeeze on the top of the shoulders sends tingles down my arms and legs. My eyes close and as I exhale, my head goes light. ┬áMy eyes roll back in…

Things That Make Me Go Hmmmm….

Well, here it is: my first blog. This page has been set up for quite a while now, and on my to-do-list for even longer. Why has it taken me so long to get back here? Why am I even here, in this wonderful WordPress world at all? There are lots of reasons for delaying…