The designer of the Peachy Too and Bananas About Llamas t-shirts has submitted an original design called My Little Eye to talenthouse.com for Nicole Kidman's new movie, Stoker. Please will you take a look at Annette's work and vote for her - which you can do through both Facebook and Twitter - and maybe even join her page as a supporter? The link to the voting page is here:
Monday, 4 February 2013
Saturday, 2 February 2013
Yesterdays.
I can feel my heart beat quickly, my circulation pounding,
Everything seems so far away, distant voices sounding.
It used to be his love for me that made my heart beat fluttery,
But now it's surgical menopause,
And I miss those yesterdays.
© Rambling Rose@PeachPonderings. All rights reserved.
Everything seems so far away, distant voices sounding.
It used to be his love for me that made my heart beat fluttery,
But now it's surgical menopause,
And I miss those yesterdays.
© Rambling Rose@PeachPonderings. All rights reserved.
Friday, 1 February 2013
Bananas About Llamas!
This picture makes me smile so I thought I'd share it with you!
It's by the same designer of 'Peachy Too' featured on my blog back in November 2012:
http://www.redbubble.com/people/aparry
Love Rose x
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http://www.redbubble.com/people/aparry
Love Rose x
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Thursday, 31 January 2013
Trial and Improvement.
"Miss, do you have a valentine?"
"Miss, are you married?"
"What's that got to do with you?"
Now I'm feeling harried!
Trial and improvement could describe my life,
What's it matter to these kids whether I'm a wife?
Am I too defensive? Am I being crabby?
Will their parents phone me up,
Complaining that I'm shabby?
I used to hate Mathematics
When I was at school,
But since I've been an adult
Numbers rule.
The kids don't see things my way,
They're inquisitive, alive,
They see me as a person,
I should relish that and thrive.
Instead I field their questions
To keep their probing out,
Because cancer killed his love for me
And drove all passion out.
I don't speak as a victim,
I've never thought that way,
I speak as a survivor
Who's lived to fight another day.
He used to say, "You're worth it,"
He used to love me true,
So please don't ask me questions
That cut me through and through.
© Rambling Rose@PeachPonderings. All rights reserved.
"What's that got to do with you?"
Now I'm feeling harried!
Trial and improvement could describe my life,
What's it matter to these kids whether I'm a wife?
Am I too defensive? Am I being crabby?
Will their parents phone me up,
Complaining that I'm shabby?
I used to hate Mathematics
When I was at school,
But since I've been an adult
Numbers rule.
The kids don't see things my way,
They're inquisitive, alive,
They see me as a person,
I should relish that and thrive.
Instead I field their questions
To keep their probing out,
Because cancer killed his love for me
And drove all passion out.
I don't speak as a victim,
I've never thought that way,
I speak as a survivor
Who's lived to fight another day.
He used to say, "You're worth it,"
He used to love me true,
So please don't ask me questions
That cut me through and through.
© Rambling Rose@PeachPonderings. All rights reserved.
Wednesday, 30 January 2013
If Only Life Were Simple.
Feeling dizzy, feeling giddy,
Feeling like some poor old biddy!
It's some virus, sent to try us,
Feeling fed up, feeling het up.
Chill! Relax! Sit down here,
Don't do anything stupid dear.
Is this my life, total strife,
Something always giving me grief?
Way too negative, must be positive,
Exasperated just because it is
One step forward, two steps back.
How much longer can I hack this?
Stand your ground girl,
Turn it around girl,
You can do this!
No, don't take the p*ss.
Feeling cold now,
Looking old now,
Feeling freezing,
Asthma wheezing.
Jacket on, scarf on,
Where's the warmth gone?
Tired and lonely,
Oh, if only
Life were simple.
© Rambling Rose@PeachPonderings. All rights reserved.
Feeling like some poor old biddy!
It's some virus, sent to try us,
Feeling fed up, feeling het up.
Chill! Relax! Sit down here,
Don't do anything stupid dear.
Is this my life, total strife,
Something always giving me grief?
Way too negative, must be positive,
Exasperated just because it is
One step forward, two steps back.
How much longer can I hack this?
Stand your ground girl,
Turn it around girl,
You can do this!
No, don't take the p*ss.
Feeling cold now,
Looking old now,
Feeling freezing,
Asthma wheezing.
Jacket on, scarf on,
Where's the warmth gone?
Tired and lonely,
Oh, if only
Life were simple.
© Rambling Rose@PeachPonderings. All rights reserved.
Tuesday, 29 January 2013
The Voice In My Head.
The voice in my head said, "Cut the skin!"
I imagined the scissor blade press in.
If I cut the skin, will it take this out?
Will it take away the fear, the doubt?
Should I drink instead? Would that clear my head?
Of all the sadness? All the madness?
I had cancer. Nothing to see.
What's left now is a shell of me.
Cancer's hard, it takes your soul.
It sucks you dry, it leaves you old.
It numbs your heart and leaves you cold.
Cancer stalks, it lures you in.
The voice in my head said, "Cut the skin!"
© Rambling Rose@PeachPonderings. All rights reserved.
I imagined the scissor blade press in.
If I cut the skin, will it take this out?
Will it take away the fear, the doubt?
Should I drink instead? Would that clear my head?
Of all the sadness? All the madness?
I had cancer. Nothing to see.
What's left now is a shell of me.
Cancer's hard, it takes your soul.
It sucks you dry, it leaves you old.
It numbs your heart and leaves you cold.
Cancer stalks, it lures you in.
The voice in my head said, "Cut the skin!"
© Rambling Rose@PeachPonderings. All rights reserved.
Sunday, 27 January 2013
Cancer and Depression.
'At the lowest point recently I felt that I've lost everything.'
Cancer is an emotional rollercoaster and those emotions are not always a positive, grateful or even euphoric sense of relief at getting through it. Or, if they are, the high can be followed by a low. It is probably more common than people realise that cancer and depression go hand-in-hand, both for the patient or those close to them.
If you think you might be suffering from depression, the advice from Macmillan is to speak to your doctor or nurse as a starting point to get appropriate help.
Love Rose x
Cancer is an emotional rollercoaster and those emotions are not always a positive, grateful or even euphoric sense of relief at getting through it. Or, if they are, the high can be followed by a low. It is probably more common than people realise that cancer and depression go hand-in-hand, both for the patient or those close to them.
According to Macmillan, symptoms of depression can include:
- waking up early, having difficulty sleeping, or sleeping more than usual
- smoking or drinking alcohol more than usual
- crying a lot
- having difficulty remembering things
- having a very low mood for most of the time
- being unusually irritable or impatient
- getting no pleasure out of life or activities you usually enjoy
- feeling a loss of affection or sexual desire
- finding it hard to concentrate or make decisions.
If you think you might be suffering from depression, the advice from Macmillan is to speak to your doctor or nurse as a starting point to get appropriate help.
Love Rose x
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