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I am a full-time mama with a passion for writing and talking to fascinating people. I live in a one horse town with a Cowboy and my son. Thank Lord for cyberspace! I lived a colourful life in Sydney for a number of years. Working in advertising and journalism for FPC and the Sydney Morning Herald. During my time in Sydney I competed in a Dragon Boat race, choreographed a dragshow, used the Share Accomodation advertisements as a way to meet men and was told by Noiseworks frontrunner Jon Stevens that I was a bitch! Then came the decision to move back to country for 3 months to help out my Father with newspaper business while he was having treatment. Convinced I was a city girl I was caught by surprise when I fell in love with a farmer (and no, he didn't want a wife... still doesn't it seems!) convinced him that we needed to see the world, popped off to Vietnam to teach english in Saigon - before realising that the "food" in Nam didn't agree with me... turned out to be Monte - my son who is now with the Cowboy and I back in country NSW! I am in a wonderful stage of my life where I am focusing on the things that really make me tick. Including writing these chronicles.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Permission to be Cranky (expires midnight)


I have been trying to write a blog post on and off today but it is not happening.
Not going to force it.
Mind has been bothered .
One of those days where the mind has been elsewhere - and my reactions have been of the over variety.
I warned Cowboy this morning the tides were a-changing - so to enter a conversation with me at his own risk.
Part PMS , partly the fact I haven't done the dishes and they are giving me dirty looks...
partly because I skipped on training tonight cos didn't feel like it (even though I made a rule training was non-negotiable)
Meh.
I hereby give myself permission to be cranky pants today .
Tomorrow I will don my joyous pants.
If they don't fit I will just breathe in until they do.






6 comments:

  1. Permission granted Sharni. I hope you don't turn into a pumpkin at midnight! Seriously though it would suck if we were all happy all the time. We can't be. As you say tomorrow's another day.
    Heather

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  2. hahaha - love the bit about joyous pants not fitting! I think some days you just need to be cranky, get it out of your system - throw something, that helps for me!!! :)

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  3. I threw a bit of pumpkin at the ground before - very swiftly. It helped

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  4. oh and hopefully throwing the pumpkin protects me from turning into one at midnight

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  5. Hey Cranky Pants! I saw your comment on NaBloPoMo and decided to stop by! Great blog -- it looks like you put everything into it! All the best!

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