Got a bit of time on my hands….

…so I thought i’d bring you all up to speed with what’s been happening in my life!
Back in December i mentioned that I had some family problems to deal with, well they are still problems but I am learning to deal with them in bite sized chunks. First, my Dad is suffering from Alzheimers and this has been getting progressively worse over the past 5 years, but to make things worse, he was diagnosed with cancer some 18 months ago, originally it was a slow growing tumour that needed six monthly checkups, but now it has become far more aggressive and he is now waiting to die. To add to my woes my 89 year old mum had a heart attack in February! This is the same month that Phil started to suffer from gall stones!!!!!
So you can see why I had to curb my activity here on WordPress.
Needless to say my sex life has not been very adventurous of late, so I have no sexy titbits to tempt you with! In fact, for a two week period in April I was sure my yoni was going to heal over as it was not getting any use at all!
However, some good has come from all this, my older sister and I have now become so much closer (for most of our teens we hated each other!), we now are inseparable when we can get together. There is now an intimacy (not in the physical sense!!) between us, we talk about and share so much more than we ever used to. It’s great!
So, dear readers, I am back for a while, maybe I can kick start my sex life again so that I can share some adventures with you.


Should have expected this!!!!

Not been a bad month….the kitchen refurb seemed to be going well….the weather has been fabulous, especially the past week. I should have realised that things would bite me in the bum.
Saturday Phil hurt his back, which put an end to the new flooring being laid. Then Sunday I got a phone call from my mother informing me that my father, who has been loosing his marbles for the past decade (he is 87 after all!) had got her so worked up, that she wanted me to drive over to London to stay with her & provide a bit of respite. The fact that I had more than enough on my plate was of no consequence to her! I am now being cast as the “bad daughter”. Why the fuck my sister couldn’t step in is beyond me!! Shit, she lives closer, has retired, has always been the one my dear mother holds up as a paragon of virtue (if only she knew what i know…), why must I be the one to drop everything?
Rant over! I’ll be away from my pc for a few days next week, I have been made to feel guilty….