And The Lord said take vitamin B and wear nice cardigans...

Ever since I watched the amazing TV series Broken I've had an absolute urge to go to church. So this morning I did. I went to Holy Communion at my local St Bartholomews. Now as I haven't been to church since I was a child at Sunday school I had no idea what to expect. The church is beautiful inside and out, it has a gothic theme. The vicar was a lady (not quite Sean Bean) and made me feel very welcome. And he's a very popular guy, God that is not Sean Bean (although I'm sure Sean is too) Everybody had only good things to say about him.  I'm not actually religious as such but I can understand how and why people have faith, in whatever religion that may be. I suppose it's like having a best friend that nobody can see. You can call on your faith at any point in your life.

The two little ladies sitting behind me kept me in toe. When I was the only person left sitting in the pews they encouraged me to join the congregation in Holy Communion. I was then instructed to kneel at the alter and asked if I 'normally receive?' I just answered no and was duly blessed. All very exciting. Then before I left a little lady tapped me on the shoulder and said "thou shalt not covet, but I love the cardigan you're  wearing" I googled this commandment when I went home and read 'You shall not covet your neighbor’s house. You shall not covet your neighbor’s wife, or his male or female servant, his ox or donkey, or anything that belongs to your neighbor.' No mention of cardigans. I think I might go to church again.

I'm feeling a lot more positive of late. I did go through a period of sluggishness and was feeling constantly tired and sad. I was suffering with stomach pains and headaches. I did a little research and am now taking Alflorex and a vitamin B complex and feel like I've got my life back! Sounds dramatic I know, but I really feel great.

So, odd blog today. Found a guy called God and vitamins to boot. Now all I need is a husband to
share  my crazy life with, think I may have just made many men run for the hills...

Saint Bartholomews so pretty...

The nice cardigan...

Milo wearing Pips slippers...

Milo eaten Pips slippers...

Dear Vladimir Putin...

I've had one of those daft ideas week this week. I think talking to Love Guru James Preece has got me  into a positive mindset. Or maybe not. I began by writing to Vladimir Putin. I've always wanted to go to Russia and thought being a guest of his would be the best way to go. He hasn't replied. Yet.
Then when I was filling up with petrol I noticed one is able to advertise on the handle of the petrol pump. So all I need to do is pop a photo of me on it with my contact details stating the fact that I am single and looking for love. Hmmm, £75 per week for a minimum of four weeks seems a tad expensive to get a date. So I've joined a free website called meet up.com where I might meet likeminded crazy people at various local events. My first event booked is a meeting in Liverpool based on the Law of Attraction. I'm hoping I'll get to learn some skills and make some poor soul marry me!

I truly need to turn my life around as I'm working so hard just now and all I'm getting is holes in my socks.
Milo has had a good week, he's had lots of bonus walks (probably attributed to holes in socks) and even got to attend a local dog show today. It was held in Hoylake and he was quite well behaved. He even won a rosette in the behaviours category. Although as we were collecting our rosette he spotted some biscuits on the display table and nabbed the lot. We also entered the six legged category (mine being the extra two legs) but I think the fact that Milo recognised the judge as the vet who chopped his balls off did us no favours.

We travelled to the dog show in the Beast and now I've got the urge to go off somewhere in it. I think once the schools are back I might plan a mini adventure, how far is Russia...

Milo with his rosette...

Six legs... 

So well behaved... 

Call me... 

Need to turn my life around...