Opposite of Adults?.....Hell Yeah!

Hey Possums! How are we all tonight? Good? I trust you are all 'Sparkling Hard!' Today Myself and the delectable Chief have been mostly going about buying a house. V grown up eh? The process in NZ is v different to in the UK where you can basically do all your bartering backwards and forwards over the phone and then bugger off to the pub to see if you've bagged yourself a new casa. Here it's all paperwork and faff and is much more serious (although admittedly not once The Chief and I get going!) Had to get a fecking solicitor today, now that's adult in the extreme Blogbods! Will have to wait and see if we are Movin' On UP...Movin' On Out (M People quiz: apart from Heather Small and Shovel...can you name any other member of M People no Googling either....)
Well, I hate to say it Popstars, but you've caught me on a lean night, not much news going on. Well, there was a trip to hospital, knackers out, and the joy of finding Haribo sweets in the local Supermarket but I am a bit of a tired bunny tonight. Sending Sparkles galore my delicious Blogwins. Am busy getting the Sparkles out to other blogs etc so stay with me, we'll be like a great big happy family of funksters all around the world. Chiddy Bang...you're up. xxxx

Who Me?.....I'm Just Fine Baby!

Good evening Blogmates! Well, what a merry band of Faborific Wonderpuffs we are becoming. It is so unbelievably awesome that you would take the time to read this stuff I churn out. Your support means absolutely everything to me. I am stronger than ever before simply because I have you delicious Funk Fairies in my corner. Coming out, like properly, has been one of the most difficult things I have ever done. But Holy Feckeroo, I feel so empowered! It's actually a great feeling, one of those times where you think: "Why didn't I do this ages ago?" I am determined that the Wibblywoos are going to be a blessing not a curse. I intend for this path I'm on to lead me to amazing places, to allow me to meet even more incredible people, bring me immense joy and satisfaction and above all else my little chick peas....SPREAD THE SPARKLES!!!!! It's gonna be a mantra for life. For some reason, this is what's meant for me in this life so I'm going to work my arse off to turn it into something that is only ever positive and sparkles and shines like the biggest most megarific discoball you could ever imagine. Life is a roller coaster Ronan honey and you do indeed have to ride it, but sadly you have not won the prize of Title Track. Arise Mary J! You always slam it girl......go tell 'em! xxxxx

PS Put the lyrics up 'cos they say everything I want to get across and I didn't want any of you Peachy Peeps to miss out. You absolutely must completely promise to check out the main vid clip off You Tube though. Miss Mary J is absolutely the funkiest damn chick on this planet. Shit...if she ever bred with my main man Prince, that infant would tear it up just walking to school! Mwahs, mwahs, mwahs........xxxx

The Only Way is Up, Baby.......

Well, hello there Blogdedoodlefriendypeeps. What a day! Began in the most faborific way imaginable. The infants let The Chief and I sleep in until after 9am!!!!!!!!!! Unless you are a parent yourself, this will mean nothing to you. However, if you are blessed with children of your own, you will be acutely aware of how completely wonderific this near marvel would be. Smiles for miles......
Yesterday's post was all about how some friends I love are having tough times. Talking to one funky peach today, she said she felt bad complaining about her problems when here I am rockin' the Wibblies. I told her that someone's problems are never trivial. If you are being affected, becoming stressed or upset or angry about something then it is not trivial, no more or less important, just different. My Parkinson's is currently in it's box and that's how I like it. I choose to allow it to only bring humour and a perspective on life that can help other people see that negatives can always become positives. Yazz was onto it way back in the day.
I am many things to many people Possums, a wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend, educator and slammin' hot disco dolly (don't forget shy and retiring, modest bugger...hahaha!) One thing I will never ever be though is a 'sufferer' of Parkinson's. To suffer something is to be beaten down, lacking control and, whilst I cannot truly ever have control over how my YOPD (yellow, orange, purple discoball) decides to sparkle, I can control how I allow it to impact on my life. Until now I have been happy to be open with my NZ friends. After all, they see me every day and need to know what's going on with me. My UK friends are different and I don't really know why. I guess that once I do go global, that's kinda it......can't take it back. I know I've been banging on about linking up to other blogs and sites for ages now. I guess this is it.....time to Sparkle and shine. Curtain up, spotlight on me baby.....deep breath, leap of faith and juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuump!!!!!!!!! xx

Girl, Put Your Records On.... :-)

Aaaahhhh, Blogeroos......welcome and how do you do? Survived the night (with very sad, sore feet though) danced up a storm and had a wicked ass time. Hurrah! Thank God for music and dancing and all the extraordinarily amazing people I have in my life. I am one lucky Pipsqueak, I'll tell yer that Blogbods. However, I feel slightly bleurgh today because some of my darling friendypoos have accidentally missed the bus to Sparkleford, for a variety of different reasons.
One delicious little soul is finding that people will not let go of past dramas and have dredged up stuff that ought to have been left in the past. Why do people do that? I can never understand a person's compunction to cause hurt over past mistakes. My friendydoodle has paid and is still paying dearly for the path she now takes, but sometimes there is no other option, that is the way it has to be. Happiness doesn't come looking for ya...you've got to find it wherever you can and hold it tight. At some point you've got to let the bad stuff go, because negativity will grow and grow. You can never, ever Sparkle if you hold on to the things that make you angry or bitter. Sparkles need an open heart Possums, there will always be those people who just feckin push your buttons, rub you up the wrong way or are just downright mean or rude or spiteful. These types of people can only get a hold on you if you let them. The Sparkles are your armour (I hope my Funky Pumpkin is reading this!!!....with wine in hand and a bangin' tune on the stereo) let battle commence!!!! Hit 'em hard with a smile and two fingers aimed high in the air. No-one is perfect, after all.....
My other little Funkeroo feels trapped in a place where burnout is the name of the game. Being possibly one of the most motivated, high achieving, kick ass people I have ever come across, this megatastic, inspirational, crazy little workaholic bunny has found that the holy grail of 'work/life balance' is slipping away.....The more you give, the more some people take simply because if you're doing it, they don't have to give it headspace...box ticked..move on..not my problem. I've been there and so has The Chief and it sucks. You give your heart and soul, but somehow it is never enough. This particular Spangledangle is figuring it out, the dream is not being lived and so something has to give. I applaud her courage in standing up and saying: "I can't actually do this anymore."
You only get one shot at this thing they call happiness Peeps, gotta grab it any which way you can. True story.
Bit of an epic one tonight Bloggyschizzles, but if I get all this out of my head, I'll sleep like a baby and be fresher than the Fresh Prince in the am. Over to Corinne Bailey Rae...beautiful song baby and tells my girlies what they need to know.......x

Got Canned Heat in My Heels Tonight Baby!

Hello chumsters! Just thought I'd pop by before I pop off for a night of moving and shaking (in a very good and funkylicious way) on a dance floor, with my very best disco dollies. Nothin' left for me to do but dance!....hit it Jay Kay.... x

Back to Life, Back to Reality

So, here we are Blogbods...back home after a completely fabtastic break away in beautiful, breathtaking Papamoa. Although our time away has definitely recharged the batteries and allowed us all to slow down and take a break from rushing around as part of the daily grind, it is always nice to come home to your own comfy surroundings. I think that time away from the norm is soooo good for the soul. It allows you to appreciate not only what else is out there, but also what you have right there under your nose. Although it is 'Back to Reality', my reality is still a great place to be. Yes, I wish there were more hours in the day. Yes I wish I could spend more time with my amazing A Team, and yes I have made a pledge to spend at least some part of every day doing silly kid stuff and taking more notice of the complete gorgeousness around me, you heard it here first.
On a Wibbly note....I'm seriously preparing to get this blogeroo out there and link up with other Wibbly Wobbly websites and blogs. It's quite a big step for me, but I am channelling my inner Diana (see first ever post) and I feel it is time. I hope that I can use my Shaker Maker status and this here beautiful blog of mine to reach out to YOPD dons and divas (and those who are young at heart) to spread information, positivity and a generous sprinkle of the Sparkles.......C'mon beautiful people, hop on the Sparkle Bus....destination Get Livin'! x

Celebrate Good Times....C'mon!

Aaahhh, beautiful Blogwins! Welcome one and all to a particularly significant day of the year....IT'S ONLY MY FLIPPIN' BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!! Hooray, hurrah and a whoopdedoo! It's all about ME!!!!!!!! What a completely megatastic, funkydoodle day it has been my friends. I bought some ludicrously vertiginous, yet utterly divine nude coloured platform heels, some sparkly silver ballet flats (see, I sparkle from head to toe haha!) a leather jacket and got the Chief a new watch. Later, we frolicked for hours on the beach with the small people, trying to dodge waves and collect shells etc. The best day ever was then right royally capped off by attending a drive in movie (Elvis and Ann Margaret in Viva Las Vegas) How completely fecking coolio is that my darlings? Celebrate good times?......Hell yeah baby! xx