I married the Mr Men

I could have lost it right there and then.

He was asking me the same question he had asked only moments ago.

Doesn’t he realise how busy I am?

How much I have to do?

Can he not see I’m drowning?

No he wants to weigh me down to the bottom.


It’s not easy.

I’m tired of seeing photos of happy couples.

The perfect moment.

The romantic gestures

The whispered sweet nothings.

I get the Mr Men

Mr forgetful

Mr Grumpy 

And lets not forget

Mr Sleepy

mr men

Marriage that wonderful thing you enter in with dreams and hopes.

Then you realise it takes work.

Hard work. 


[Tweet ““A great marriage is not when the ‘perfect couple’ comes together. It is when an imperfect couple learns to enjoy their differences.” -Dave Meurer “]


My husband drives me insane.

He forgets so many things and goes off target at all times.

Yet he leaves me sleeping and gets the children to school. 

He falls asleep in company or totally misses the point.

Yet he cleans my kitchen so I can bake.

[Tweet “Marriage is two people living as one. “]

Two different hearts, dreams and inspirations.

It’s far from easy but it’s worth it.

It’s not about those picture perfect moments (though they would be nice now and again).

It’s about the one who sends you to bed when you feel ill.

The one who stays so strong when you fall apart.

It’s not about grand gestures.

It’s about the one who brings you coffee when you are buried deep In a assignment.

The one who paints the living room before your ladies event.

[Tweet “The one who believes in you when you don’t believe in yourself.”]


I am far from the perfect wife.

He is not the perfect husband

[Tweet “But we are the perfect pair.”]

[Tweet ““Love doesn’t make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.” -Franklin P. Jones “]




Not feeling groovy

After tweeting with the amazing Kate @kateonthinice I decided I was going to blog and be totally honest. As yes we all do have moments, days and weeks that simply suck.

This is mine.

I have been fighting a stomach virus for the last week which drs believe is now mostly due to my immune system going haywire.

I ache all over and to be honest are having the period from hell (she didn’t just mention the monthly thing did she). Oh yes I did that crappy monthly thing that curses woman of a certain age is driving me insane and leaving me in pain.

The thing is I simply don’t have time to be ill. I have a life to lead and things to do.

How dare sickness invade my carefully laid plans.

To be honest I think this is where my real problem lies.

I love it “when a plan comes together” but fall apart when my plans get messed up.

Today I should have been having a lovely lunch with my stepmom. Wandering around the garden centre and having a general catch up.

But instead I am stuck at home feeling generally sorry for myself and whinging to anybody that will listen.

So yes instead of being a groovy mum today I am simply a miserable one.