Heads Up

Go read my Dad’s blog! He FINALLY has a new post up! Bless, him, he’s an ENFP, he can’t help being unreliable.

*Waves*

Hi all. Just to let you know I’m still alive and still happy. Yay! But I’m busy researching like mad – I’ll let you know what I’m researching next week when things should be a little clearer, but right now I don’t have much space in my head for blogging. See you soon!

News

I got The News today. I got accepted onto the MA!!! Yay for me! I’m very happy and soooooo relieved.

I also saw the shrink on Wednesday. My dose of Mirtazapine has been increased to 45mg, which is apparently pretty high, so lets hope it works! She said I have to be very diligent in recording my moods because she thinks it may push me too far up. So far I feel exactly the same as I did.

I really haven’t got much to post about. I’m off work for a week (I go back on Wednesday), I’ve seen friends and been to a concert (that was brilliant, my favourite band, Third Day). I saw the step-daughter again today and things were fine and more relaxed than the last time I saw her.

I think I need a wee break from blogging. I just can’t think of anything to write about. Too much self-analysis can do more harm than good sometimes. As it is I’m writing down my mood every day (or when I remember anyway!) and I see my counselor once a week, so it’s not like I can just plod along without thinking.

I’ll be back properly as soon as any coherent thoughts enter my head screaming to be written down.

Shout Out

I would like to draw your attention to my blogroll for just a moment. It’s over there on the right —–>

See the one called The Dyce – How to be Rubbish? That’s my Dad! Yes indeed, he has started a blog. Actually, I set it up for him about eight months ago, and I have laid it out for him, but he has now starting posting!

Here’s a snippet of his first post:

This blog is about what it’s like to be rubbish and features rants, observations and utter perverseness in the hope that some of it will ring true with the experience of others……as well as earn me a bit of notoriety in the process!

A number of years ago a friend told me that he’d attended a conference where the speaker was giving a long and intellectual talk about various aspects of Christianity. At the end he asked the assembled audience if there were any questions. My friend shouted out, “Yeh, what about us plebs then?” This single phrase sums up for me what the rest of us, the great unwashed masses, may feel when faced with what seems like the rest of Christendom being all worthy and good when we struggle along, worm-like, always ready with a great long list of ‘sorries’ when we (eventually) get around to saying our prayers.

Go and take a look!

My Name

Right. I have decided – bollocks to the whole anonymity thing. It’s too much hard work. I know half of you on Facebook anyway. My name is Karita. Hi! Pleased to meet you.

A Chance Meeting

I met my first real life blogger today! Mr. Razzler and I were wandering through Canterbury with my family when we stopped to look at some pictures on the street. As soon as I saw them I knew them.

This is Rima’s work!

And lo, there she was. I bumped into Rima’s blog about six months ago, and absolutely fell in love. I have been craving her work ever since and today I finally got one. Yay!

This made my day. I have been through the rest of my day with a silly smile all over my face. Go over to The Hermitage now!! 

Snow

Wow, look! Snow is falling on my blog! ^^^ Yay!

Shut Up!!

I need to find some new blogs. Most of my old blogging friends have quit! It’s so sad. For me. I’m sadly lacking in inspiration at the moment. But I’ve only got a few days left of NaBloPoMo, and I would like to be able to write something not related to my personal whinging.

I’m sitting in my office and there are two blokes supposedly fixing the doors. Fixing in this case equals lots of banging, raucous laughter and slamming doors. My head is already starting to pound and it’s not even lunchtime yet. Why, oh why couldn’t I get flu this week?

I can’t decide whether or not to go to music group practice tonight. My mood changes so fast that it’s difficult  to tell what I want, or what I will want a few hours from now. If I’m up and full of energy then I will enjoy the practice (although I may put my foot in my mouth a few times), if I’m down then I’ll just regret going and will spend the evening wishing I was curled up at home with Mr. Razzler and the cat. What to do, what to do?

Aarrgghh! I wish those men would just stop banging for a few minutes so I could think!

I’m incredibly lucky with my colleagues. I just had a right go at one of them and his only reaction was to laugh and tell me that he likes my attitude! And I’m often very cheeky to the director and even he seems to have accepted it as part and parcel these days. And my boss is wonderful. She didn’t bat an eyelid when I blurted out all my stuff yesterday and she’s still as cool as a cucumber today.

Good grief. Look at those sentences starting with ‘and’. How terrible. I blame the workmen.

If you want some great Christmas present ideas, go to www.iwantoneofthose.com. It’s brilliant!

A blog post with no name, no point, and no real content

Hello there! Hasn’t this blog been awful recently? Er… well, I can’t promise that it’s going to get any better. Sorry ’bout that. However, to reassure you, I won’t be offended at all if you stop reading. Most of you have, I know, but a few of you still lurk around here. Seriously – go find yourself a more upbeat, entertaining blog to read! Because, the thing is, I need to process my thoughts and experiences, and this is the best means I have to do that. I have joined an excellent forum, where I can get advice from experienced, mature people, and I have a mood tracker thingy, but this is where I ramble on to my heart’s content. I can’t allow myself to get all caught up with worrying about whether people still like my blog, even if I do bore myself silly reading my own miserable, repetitive posts. So if you don’t, that’s fine. If you do, great! Hang around and we can enjoy this ride together!

An Empty Post

It’s Day Six and I’ve already run out of ideas for what to write about. Anybody fancy helping me out? Suggest topics in the comments please!

I should be going through life with my eye focused on anything that may serve as an interesting blog post but I feel like my life is just so boring right now! Not in a bad way, just uneventful. Even the thoughts in my head have quietened to a dull buzzing. And that’s the way I would like it to stay. I have no interest in spicing up my social life. See? The hermit-like tendencies are on the rise. Yesterday I felt incredibly tired and heavy. I’ve been getting a bit worried about it, if I’m honest. However, I have a bit more life in me today (at least my eyes aren’t burning with the urge to go to sleep), which is encouraging. Maybe it’s because it’s Thursday? Only two days till the weekend, when I can do nothing to my heart’s content.

Well, isn’t this thrilling? Aren’t you glad you stopped by? This is why you have to give me some ideas! Maybe I should start trying to spot wildlife on my way to work, but that may be a bit difficult for me, as my observational skills are legendary in that I have been known to miss a helicopter landing next to our car on the motorway.

30 minutes later… I still have nothing to say.

Another 30 minutes later… Wow, I think this may be the longest I have ever gone without thoughts flying through my head and picking fights with each other!

*Saunters off, whistling and staring vacantly*

Edit: Whoa, I’m getting a lot of traffic from alphainventions – 21 hits in the last 10 minutes 43 hits in the last half an hour! I have no idea how they do it but it’s great!

NaBloPoMo

This is National Blog Posting Month! Only rule: Post every day for a month. Lets see how this goes… maybe I’ll be able to inject a bit of life back into this blog.

Bits and Bobs

What is with everybody stopping blogging all of a sudden? Suzy’s off, Lingamish is taking a break, Red Wine Gums has disappeared off the face of the earth… Oh no! I’m going to have to find myself some new blogs to read to keep me occupied when I’m skiving at work!

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I’ve got no idea how to follow my last post, so I’m not attempting anything deep and meaningful today.

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Had an up and down sort of weekend. More nastiness being flung about by the in-laws. Not particularly pleasant. But fun was had at the pub with Mr. Razzler and his daughter on Saturday. There was terrible dancing with flailing arms, two left feet and elbows that could cause serious damage if I didn’t keep an eye on them.

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I’m having difficulty sleeping and trouble with IBS cramps again. Oh well. I suppose it’s to be expected, what with the family and all that jazz.

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I went to an amazing concert at the Royal Albert Hall a few months back, called Prom Praise. A mix of classical music and contemporary praise music. I got the album at the weekend and it’s great! Put it onto my mp3 player last night and it transformed my commute to work this morning.

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That’s all folks! I’ll see if I can put my brain into gear a bit more for a decent post sometime soonish.

Old Books

Hello all. Sorry for my absence lately. It’s been a hectic time at work and we just moved offices today so we’re surrounded by boxes and chaos. I’m back in the main building of the university and it feels like I’ve stepped back in time. Bit disconcerting really. I’m on the same floor as all my old lecturers… I went into the library this morning and it hasn’t changed at all since I graduated. The same brown walls, the same musty smell of old books. I have noticed that my motivation for doing an MA here has increased again this morning. I’m cautiously excited. I even borrowed a book form the library. Even if I don’t actually read it I can just open the book and smell it and it reminds me of being a student.

However, I do appear to have lost my motivation for blogging. I think it’s because I was writing about a lot of personal issues over the summer, and now my thoughts have changed direction slightly and I’m not sure how to blog about it. So I’m having a think about what direction I want this blog to take from now on. But never fear, I’m still very much interested in reading other people’s posts! And I’m sure that sooner or later some thoughts will start screaming to be put into writing.

Er…

Sorry for the lack of posting recently. It’s a bit mad at work this week as we have all our students enrolling. Cue much noise and chaos.

I do have a few ideas for post bubbling in my mind but I want to be able to devote some time to think about them, instead of just dashing them off as soon as the idea pops into my head, as is my usual custom.

So apparently I’m a Kick Ass Blogger

Grace from Jesus Wept nominated me for this – wow! Here’s what she said about me:

Zooming across the blogosphere daily, she’s a very good friend to a great number of people.

Here are the rules for the Kick Ass award:

1. Choose 5 bloggers that you feel are “Kick Ass Bloggers”
2. Let ‘em know in your post or via email, twitter or blog comments that they’ve received an award
3. Share the love and link back to both the person who awarded you and back to www.mammadawg.com
4. Hop on back to the Kick Ass Blogger Club HQ to sign Mr. Linky then pass it on!

Of course, it really should be a Kick Arse Blogger award, as I’m British, but I’ll put aside my pedantic tendencies…

It’s really hard picking only five. But I have been strict with myself and have chosen the five who continually stimulate my mind and who have particularly made my delve into the world of blogging such a worthwhile experience.

My five Kick Ass Bloggers are (in alphabetical order):

• Christy. She’s my Twin Across The Pond. I have been blessed to ‘meet’ this woman.
• It’s Me/Church Mouse. These two have a joint church blog where they ponder many things, and they are both such supportive bloggers and therefore very deserving of this award.
• Kimberly. Lovely, lovely woman, with a gentle and often funny blog. She has a real gift of writing.
• Red Wine Gums. I love this guy’s blog. I would read anything he chose to blog about. I don’t always agree with him, but he succeeds in making me think every time.
• Suzy. Teenager. Articulate. Funny. Thought-provoking. What more need I say?