This is my friend Kate, she's mad!

I've been introduced to people this way more than once. It makes me want to slap the person doing it and shout "Oh f**k off!" I don't like feeling under pressure to be funny. I'm not a performing poodle and it definitely doesn't work like that.  I can tell an amusing story with the best of 'em, but only if there's one to actually tell.

My life isn't perfect, but I try really hard to be positive. I hate it when all people do is moan. Every now and then, when life deals you a crappy hand - fine, you're welcome to have a good complain. If life deals you a series of crappy hands, fair enough, keep going, you're entitled. I'll do what I can for you, to come up with something, anything, that might be helpful. But moan ALL the time about the tiny little details of your life, that you could easily change and I switch off. You're crying wolf. I don't know when you need a friend and when you don't.

To me "Just Pirouette and Carry On" means something. It's how I hope I react to life's setbacks. Pick myself up, dust myself down and not only move on, but move on fast and with good grace. I don't want to feel held back from posting if I don't feel like I'm being amusing enough. That's just faking, nobody is bouncy all the time. Sometimes I'm a silver lining girl, and sometimes I'm a grumpy old bat you'd cross the street to avoid. But I don't tend to feel that way for too long.

So, my dear, and very much appreciated  readers, just so you know, if I complain, it's because I feel I really need to. I'll try hard to make each post a good one. Sometimes I might be feeling scintillating and eloquent and I might just pull it off, but sometimes I might be a bit flat. But I'm posting anyway! I'll tell you what though; when I'm on fire, hooooooo mumma I'm on FIRE! :)

 Love, love