I read over at Ruths today a post on 'NO OFFENCE INTENDED' then I followed the trail to Us Danes where it all started and in all honesty I totally agree with Shaz, comments
So . . . . . .
1. No more Tags for me please. I may see a Tag that takes my fancy occasionally but I'd prefer not to be Tagged directly as I don't want to offend by saying "No Thanks!".
2. As for Meme's, well I could if I wanted Meme everyday but apart from Thoughts for Thursday that I think will be it for me. For me the post part of these meme's is only the start as the whole essence of a meme is to take the time to visit other participant's post & leave a link or comment, something I don't always enjoy as I want to visit blogs I fancy going to not ones I 'have' to visit.
3. Awards, Ah awards. I love em! But alas I will gracefully accept & post but not pass on directly. I apologise for passing on the recent awards but I felt at the time my blog had very few awards and got pulled along by the thrill of it.
I hope I haven't offended any one in making my stance but as time is precious I've had to prioritise & adjust my Bloggin' habits.
I'm a bit out of sorts at the mo! So posting will be a little bit irratic!
I am a stay at home mum, due to a daughter with Neurological Diversity! I am too busy to get bored and how people fit in work I'll never know! I craft, sewing, knitting and anything else that takes my fancy. I garden and have dug up part of my garden for veg patches! I now have two greenhouses both heated! Plus a new jungle bed which I started 2007! This has really captured my imagination to the extent that I now own 30 Brugmansia Bushes/Trees and many other beautiful Exotic Plants, so join me and see what mischief I get up to whilst home alone!!!
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells And run my stick along the public railings And make up for the sobriety of my youth. I shall go out in my slippers in the rain And pick the flowers in other people's gardens And learn to spit. You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat And eat three pounds of sausages at a go Or only bread and pickle for a week And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes. But now we must have clothes that keep us dry And pay our rent and not swear in the street And set a good example for the children. We must have friends to dinner and read the papers. But maybe I ought to practice a little now? So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple. by Jenny Joseph found here http://www.tonya.me.uk/fun/warning.asp