Plan of attack last 7 days.

One of the key words in my ‘chat’ at group last week was planning.
I’ve mentioned in previous posts that normally when we plan anything it always goes belly up, however, with Slimming World, planning your meals is half the battle, and I have been doing just that more or less anyway since I started almost a year ago now.
I still keep my food diary, but admit that sometimes I forget some of the syns I’ve had and thus don’t record them.

Photo Challenge #166

Tuesday challenges! Love them.
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As the kids devoured their breakfast, she remembered a time of adventure, young love and dreams.
So long ago, but at least she had the memories.

 

Twittering Tales – 23 May 2017

Here is this week’s Twittering Tales challenge:


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Some people always over-reacted.
All this fuss over a bloody mouse in the basement!

82 characters

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #150 Miracle & Save

Miracle and Save are this week’s subject words.
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It’s a miracle!
In days of austerity
We’ve saved a few bucks!

 

Wordle #156

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What to make of these:

1. Tough
2. Collapse
3. Syncretism (n. the attempted reconciliation or union of different or opposing principles,practices, or parties, as in philosophy or religion..)
4. Uncanny
5. Catch
6. Strand
7. Barrel
8. Tendency
9. Reform
10. Warren
11. Vertebra
12. Oscitant ((adj.) yawning, as with drowsiness; gaping. drowsy or inattentive. dull, lazy, or negligent.)

They would never resolve their sibling syncretism, but there were times when Tom had wanted to barrel in with his fists and knock Bill so silly, that his vertebra rattled.
In an uncanny twist of fate. Tom now found himself in a warren of corridors and had to reform his attitude.
With a catch in his voice, his smile collapsed despite his tendency for optimism.
Lovingly he pushed away a wayward strand of hair that had fallen across his brother’s eyes as he lay in the hospital bed.
‘How are you doing?’ he asked.
With a typical oscitant smile, his brother simply stated
‘It’s Tough.’

The Lonely Chick

I’ve recently read posts about not interfering with Nature should you find an ‘abandoned’ baby bird, another about a clutch of 4 robins, and have been watching a young blackbird here that has just got its tail feathers and is being fed by Mum.
It reminded me of this, one of my very early posts, and I thought it worth a reblog.
As an aside, Hubby has just opened a fortune cookie (he ate it), and the message inside reads ‘Don’t give up, the beginning i always the hardest’.
How apt for this, and my previous post!
Enjoy.

pensitivity101

I like watching the birds and take part in the annual RSPB Bird Watch every January. From the comfort of my chair in the lounge, I have a good view of the garden and for an hour make a note of the feathered visitors that come and go. I then enter my figures onto the RSPB website to be included in thousands of others. We get a fair variety including yellowhammers, robins, great tits, blue tits, coal tits, thrushes, wrens, green finches, chaffinches, goldfinches, sparrows, doves, pigeons, starlings, owls, even a woodpecker on a couple of occasions, and a duck! Obviously not all have been included in my report when I submitted it.

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Down in the dumps

‘There’s something wrong, and you’re not telling me.‘ Hubby said this morning.
I told him everything was fine, and not to worry, but he wasn’t having it.
He knows me too well.

I suppose his mind has gone into overdrive after I made an appointment with the breast clinic yesterday.
We were passing and after noticing that his INR paperwork was showing the marina address, I wanted to make sure the bimbo at the new health centre had updated our files accordingly. She was more concerned with getting her coffee than dealing with patients, and I nearly lost mine having to wait whilst she fobbed off the couple in front of us as to why they could not make an appointment to see the GP of their choice. So much for amalgamation of three surgeries to provide a better service for all.