I’ve started another health kick. My weight is at a standstill and not where I want it to be. However I’ve not been saintly. So it’s back on the wagon!

One of the things I am doing is increasing the amount of water I drink. This of course has side effects but its flushing the fat I break down away.

How many of us though take clean, safe drinking water for granted? There are people out there who don’t have a safe water supply and many children die from drinking infected water.

So I am thankful as I take a sip and remind my self of the benefits. Cheers me dears! πŸ˜€



Today the sun is shining and the snowdrops are out looking fantastic! Spring is on its way, of which I am thankful for!

Blessings! πŸ˜€


#gluten-free food and on being a #coeliac

As many of you know I am a Coeliac, which means I can’t eat gluten and have to stick to a gluten-free diet.

I was diagnosed as a very small child so I’ve been living with this condition all my life. Although there have been many times that this has caused me much annoyance like when you go out for a meal and the only dessert you can have is an ice-cream and everyone around you is tucking into Hot Chocolate Fudge Cake – that.

I am grateful for the leaps and bounds that have been made in producing more and more gluten-free food and that we’ve moved away from the bread in tins to fresh buy off the shelf type bread (the only freshest bread is the stuff you make yourself).

I know I’ve harped on about it but as I tuck into a gluten-free chocolate covered digestive on the bus on my way to Zumba I do give a lick of the lips of thanks!

Blessings! πŸ˜€

So have I broken it?

My aim for Lent was to blog each day of what I was thankful for. Yesterday I ran out of time but I still managed to find something to be thankful for.

A couple of weeks ago I had a blood test to see if my vitamin and mineral levels were ok. It is all part of my Coeliac monitoring. They were also checking for gluten antibodies. When I got the call from the doctor I was expecting a bit of a lecture as I knew that I hadn’t checked the ingredient list on a few products. The day before the test I had this chocolate treat that had wheat flour in so I was convinced there would be some.

The doctor actually phoned up to say I am Vitamin D deficient. Felt like saying erm it’s winter what do you expect? Anyway he wrote out a prescription, which I went to pick up after work yesterday. I also had to go food shopping after that. This was done on lots of buses, which took time. I was pretty tired when I got back.

The reason of my thankfulness is prescriptions. We are lucky in this country to be able to get medication and in my case gluten free food on prescription.

On my way out of the doctors I passed the chemist and a lady came out moaning about how much she had paid for the prescription. In the UK we do have to pay the charge. I sent up a silent prayer of thanks. Due to having an under active thyroid I am exempt from charges.

So although this is late I feel that I haven’t exactly broken it just yet. I’m still thankful and yesterday was a double whammy.

Blessings! πŸ˜€

The most important box

There is a box that sits in our living room that we spend most of our lives staring at. You mean the TV? Yes dear reader I do.

So bar the excuse of letting me spend a cold Saturday afternoon being a couch potato and spending time knitting, why am I thankful? Well due to a certain football match being on it meant that I spent precious time with the one I love as he was watching it! πŸ˜‰



I can’t remember when or how I learnt to read but somewhere during my early years I was taught. I do have some memories of being read to by my dad and they are good memories. I have memories of being in the library and reading a book about a Koala Bear called Melissa. My parents have an embarrassing memory of going out for a meal and coming back to find that the neighbour who had been watching me, had been asked to read the same book over and over again to me – why were they embarrassed? Well the book was about how boys and girls are different. I also have a memory of when I was about six when I changed schools due to a house move and getting very upset at given a small thin book as a reading book. My reading book before that was a big chunky one which naturally I wanted to continue to having.

Obviously working in a library I have access to books and recently came across a book called The Big Stone Gap Bookstore I thought it was one of those books that fictionalises an aspect from another series and presumed it was a take on the Big Stone Gap series by Adriana Trigiani – imagine my surprise to find out that this book was actually non fiction, real and that Big Stone Gap is a REAL PLACE! πŸ˜€

I love stories about small town America. I have visited New York City which was wonderful but I have a dream to travel to places that are small town America and places like Lancaster County (Amish). To think now may be one day I could visit Big Stone Gap? It’s joined the list!

The thing that I love about Wendy Welch’s book is that she shares her love of reading. I do love reading but found a few years ago when hubby’s health took a slight turn for the worst that I lost my reading mojo. It was bad. You are looking at a lass who used to eat books and could easily read a book in 24 hours. I never went anywhere with out a book.

I was given suggestions of how to overcome it but nothing worked. I would pick up a book and read the same line over and over again. Nothing would sink in.

Luckily knitting saved me at that point. Wendy also knits – just out of interest! However my reading mojo has never really recovered so when I do find a book that I enjoy reading I am grateful.

Reading is something that many do take for granted like you dear reader reading these words. Have you ever imagined what it would be like if you couldn’t read? Would you be able to cope? I once was asked to do some training on that subject. I used pictures and instructions to operate a piece of equipment which were written in a foreign language. There was a lot of nervous laughter as they tried to understand but the message did get across – if you can’t read life can be very difficult.

So next time you read a magazine or a newspaper, that text book for your degree, that classic for your English Literature class, that bus timetable, that cake recipe or even a book for enjoyment remember to give thanks!

Blessings! πŸ˜€