Monday, 25 June 2018

I could watch this over and over...


I tumbled across this last night for the second time and again I was mesmerised. Not only by this beautiful woman, her voice, her unique delivery, her character, she is 'tres minion', but obviously by her story.
I want to share it, as it deserves to be shared, yet a part of me wants to keep it all to myself.


 Saz x




Sunday, 24 June 2018

New name, new mojo...

I have decided to change the name of this blog, as the fifty will no longer apply in a few weeks, shock, horror, whatever.. I'm over it!

And so cheerio to FFF, formerly 'Fat, frumpy and fifty, obviously I wasn't feeling so good about things when I first started, but you all soon put me right and my attitude changed and I changed to 'Fab, feisty and fifty'.
It's been a fabulous ten years, so let's not let it stop here, let the craziness continue...
     
Now I am FFS! (moot!) which is kinda crazy!

I so hope to see again you soon.
Saz x





Friday, 22 June 2018

My first blog post was in July 2008...

Isn't it weird how life happens, changes ...seemingly by chance or happenstance; without warning, these things just creep upon you! Other things just change like at the ring of the doorbell, or the key in the lock, an unexpected letter on the doormat...

I have been revisiting blog-land recently, for several reasons;
for my work, to research the main changes that have taken place since I last blogged regularly;
for nostalgic reasons, my mother Moannie used to blog too, and many of our bloggy pals, overlapped; when Mum/Moannie died I lost heart in posting or writing anything.

And yet, Mum/Moanie's blog is still 'alive' and her friends still drop by and say Hi now and again. I am also reminded of the friends who are still here and others who frequent other platforms.
So much has changed both online and on the home front and yet, somethings remain the same.

I began this post by saying my first ever blog post was 8 July, 2008, in this same place, this space, which I was prompted to begin, as life was changing and I needed somewhere to be safe and alone but not by myself.

I was also becoming aware of changes within, midlife changes, approaching my 50th birthday and personal circumstance changes, and that which was unknown at that time, yet on the horizon and about to change the world as I knew it.

Now on this day 10 years later on the 'eve' of my 60th birthday and entering my 7th decade... Ouch!  sucking in my breath, that made my eyes water ... the difference is I'm ready for change, ready for the unexpected, because if the last 10 years didn't break me... then just bring it on!



Like a moth to a flame...

Everything changes, nothing stays the same, so the saying goes, and yet here I am in a space where nothing has seemingly changed; it is just...