My skills are superior...

There's nothing like a good bout of Sonic and Mario's Winter Olympic Games on the Wii to get the blood pressure rising and the red mist descending. I have a reputation as something of a competitive sort which I know you may find hard to believe. Beneath the mild-mannered librarian exterior beats the heart of a raging warrior who DOES NOT like to lose. This competitive spirit is usually under control, but there is something about playing on the Wii which brings out my inner tiger. More specifically, it is downhill skiing and figure skating which turns me dizzy with rage.

The thoughts of O, aged 5 and 3/4

I've no broadband so I'm posting via my phone - so challenging, but couldn't let the blog hiatus linger any longer. It's been another long and difficult week in head injury land, but I'm not dwelling on it. Instead, here are a few random thoughts from my boy...

A Granny's joy - Gallery Week 7

It's Gallery time again over at Tara's Sticky Fingers - and this week the theme is joy. I am sure there are going to be some cracking posts submitted - I can't wait to get reading. The Gallery is one of my favourite bits of the blogosphere - there is so much going on there!

Seven things you might not know about me...

I was tagged for this Kreativ Blogger award by Dara over at Readily A Parent and was giddy as a kipper as I've never done one of these before. Now I feel like a true bona fide blogger. Hurray!

In her post, in which she outs herself as a truly strange sort (!), Dara asked why Kreativ Blogger was spelt in this way. The librarian in me had to find out, so I had a quick look on t'internet. Apparently, the award started over at a Swedish blog called Husfruas Memoarer and the post with photographs of the making of the award is here. It is lovely to see it take shape.

Update on this life...

So, I've blogged since January and thought it might be time to do a 'catch-up' post, especially as I've been sore of head and wobbling about all over since the head injury. This has not been conducive to blogging in the slightest and I feel like I need to tie up a few loose ends. So, without further ado...

The one where I stalked a cardboard man...

Back in the bad old days of 2007 and 2008 when I was going through the torment of breast cancer treatment I needed something to take my mind off the general crappiness of life. I did not choose anything artistic, character-building, charitable, or anything particularly noble. I needed something that was completely unrelated to what was going on in real-life and that something was a television programme.

Tentacles of doom - Gallery Week 6

Tara @ Sticky Fingers has given us a tough Gallery assignment this week. The theme is UGLYand I was really struggling to think of a photograph to fit the brief. Most of the photographs I've taken since O was born have been of O and my friends' beautiful children and the great places we've all visited together, so no joy was to be had in the archives. I didn't want to put a photo of me looking grim up as it would look as if I was touting for 'no - you are beyootiful' comments. However, I would welcome these if you feel like sending them.

Head injured, post-cancer blogger feeling sorry for herself...

I've got blog posts in my head, but no energy or spark to write them. I feel drained and droopy and altogether too sorry for myself. I'm struggling at the moment and am nowhere near the traditional image of the strong and perky 'breast cancer survivor'. The recent head injury and the resulting suspected labyrinthitis (dizziness caused by ear problem) are making me miserable. I can't drive, am still signed off sick from work, which is worrying as I am already in the HR system for managing attendance due to last year when I was off after catching every bug going. I feel generally worn out and brought down by the whole thing. I suppose being 'poorly me' again has bad connotations from before and I'm starting to brood and mope.