It Wasn't a Drive, Drive!

Good morning friends.

I would like to share a funny story with you today, something that I did that I probably won't live down for a while. Even when you can attribute something silly that you do to something serious like MS it can still be ammunition for the family (and in this case, your man) to take the Mickey out of you. This is definitely one of those times.

On Saturday, Phil and I didn't really have any plans and we had a "kid free" day so we wanted to do something to get us out of the house for a while. Since he isn't originally from our lovely, little seaside town (he moved down this way after we met) there are still a lot of local villages and towns that we haven't explored together.

We decided to visit one of them as I had heard it was very quaint and neither one of us had been there. Well, it was a little disappointing (apart from a lovely little tea room where we stuffed our faces) and not much to look at so after an hour or so we got back in the car and started to drive, not really knowing where we were heading to.

I was having a good day (dizzy-wise) so I was in the driving seat and as I was driving along I jokingly asked Phil if the fact that we were "out for a drive" made us officially OLD now. Only old people "go for a drive" I said. He replied with "We are out for a drive, but not a drive drive".

Now I don't know if you guys are familiar with one of my favourite comedians but I started cracking up laughing at this point because I was instantly reminded of Micky Flanagan's stand-up routine of "Out out".

We were out for a drive, but not a drive drive. Ha ha! If you don't know Micky (shock, horror - how could you not?!) then take a minute (OK, just over 2 mins) to enjoy his genius!




Anyway, we were driving along and I asked Phil where he would like to go. He replied that he didn't know the area and so I suggested another little quaint seaside town (Whitstable) that I have been to and is really nice with cosy pubs and cute shops.

Off we went.

When I turned off at an exit, Phil asked where we were going (apparently he had just seen a sign saying it was 9 miles to go) and I replied I was taking him the "scenic route". Since he doesn't know the area that well he had no reason to ask for any more details.

We drove through country lanes for quite a while and then Phil realised that he was on familiar territory, roads that he recognised. It was at that time he asked "so how far to that place we are going?"

I looked at him all confused, "what place?" I asked.

"The place that begins with w"? at this point he looked at me like I had completely lost my marbles.

"What do you mean?" I replied

He looked at me for a second and asked "where are we going?"

"Home" I replied (at this point I was wondering why he was looking at me like he wanted to call the men with the white jackets).

"So, I guess we are not going to that seaside town that you told me about with the pubs and shops?" He asked.

OH. MY. GOODNESS!

I had completely forgotten where we were going. I had for some reason just started driving home, completely not realising that even though it was my suggestion, I had forgotten that we were on our way to Whitstable.

I started cracking up laughing but inside I was thinking "oh crap". I joked that I need to maybe start putting post-it notes in the car to remind myself where I am supposed to be going. How do you just forget where you are going? Especially when it's your own idea, you are en route and you are the driver?

Phil has since joked that he doesn't have to worry about me ending up going out and getting lost because I am like a homing pigeon and I will probably just keep driving home.

So enough about me, how are YOU?

Today I Am The Pigeon

Today is going to be a good day, simply because I say so.

I am exhausted this morning from another night of insomnia. It wasn't as bad as usual though as Phil was awake too so we watched "The Running Man" in the middle of the night. It is shocking how bad the selection of TV viewing is at 3am, it's almost as if people are expected to be asleep at that time! It is also shocking how the writers thought that some of the one-liners in that movie were funny!

Amber: (after Richards cut Buzzsaw in half with a chain saw) "What happened to Buzzsaw?"
Ben Richards: (Arnie) "He had to split."

Really?! Ha ha! You just have to love those 80's movies.

I also have to confess to being a little hung over too as that one glass of wine that I had planned with my Indian meal turned into three (ok, ok four), oops! So even though I have a fuzzy head and am very tired I have decided that today I CHOOSE to be happy.

When you have a chronic illness one of the things that you don't want to hear is that it "could be worse". Even though the person that says it is usually well meaning, it makes you want to high five them, in the face, with a chair (I have to admit to seeing that "high five" saying somewhere but it made me chuckle and I can relate so I have borrowed it to make my point)!

However, the reality is that it COULD be worse.

I have a lot to be grateful for. I am head-over-heels with an amazing man who has been by my side every step of the way with 100% support. He makes me laugh and is the most caring, loving man I have ever known (and on top of that he has a really nice bum).  My children are healthy, happy and fill my heart with pride and joy.  I have the love and support of my family (in particular the best sister in the world) and I am surrounded by wonderful friends (both new and old).


I am lucky that I get to run my own business and work from home. I can do this in my pyjamas if I want to and even (with my laptop in front of me) watch the Jeremy Kyle show at the same time. If THAT show doesn't make you feel good about your life then nothing will!

Yes my body is going through a little rebellious stage, so what? I won't let it get to me today.


I am going to ignore the numbness, tingles and zingers in my body. I will say to them (in my head, don't want to look like the crazy lady talking to herself) "you are not going to get me down today, I am going to pretend you are not there".

If I get tired this afternoon after I get my work done then I will allow myself to rest without feeling guilty. I am going to count my blessings today rather than worry about or focus on what ails me.

Life is good and so I will smile and focus on what is positive in my world. Today I am the pigeon.

So enough about me, how are YOU?