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10 of the 50 Things You Should Know………

It is an interesting challenge that I have taken on so here goes……

1.  You do really come to love the skin you’re in

2. Life really IS short

3. Lines and wrinkles and saggy boobs are meh

4. 50 is the new 40

5. Heels are for hitting prowlers with or sitting down in…whichever is easiest

6. The Little Black Dress is still the most important item to have in your wardrobe

7. It’s ok to lust after hot young men in boy bands

8. Men are just funny old things

9. Knitting is the new Yoga

10.  It is never too late for ANYTHING

Well here are ten of them anyway.

Watch this space for the next 10.

Love from the Chicky

This is really effective and again, can be done at home. Love, love, love!!!!!

Ever since my competitive gymnastics days I have LOVED doing abs! Some people may think I am crazy, but I really do love the feeling of my core lighting on fire and since your core is the foundation to good form and stability in both fitness and your daily life it is probably the most important area of your body to work of keeping strong.

But what exactly is your core? The most common misconception is that your core only consists of what everyone knows as the “6 pack” but there is so much more to it then that. Basically your core consists of the four muscles of the stomach that wrap like a belt around the midsection but it also goes way beyond just those four abdominal muscles, and includes the muscles of your lower back, your pelvic floor, and your hips. There are over 15 of these muscles, and…

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What is ‘single’ anyway……..

Yeah, so what does single mean? Some people classify themselves as single when n a relationship because they feel that they are not married so are thus still ‘single’.  To my way of thinking, that is just whack!!!!!!  Single to me means no partner, boyf, husband, wife, life partner etc.

I am a single mum. I have the most wonderful daughter in the whole world who at 17 has left home to pursue study in a university town not far from home which is grand as I get to see her alot.  When I was out and about with her people would assume that I was a ‘Mrs’ just because I had an ankle biter with me. Funny!  You can’t be mad at people though because it is society that labels us with different things. Because we have kids we must be married.

I guess I should explain a little bit about my choice to be single. I have been ‘relationship-free’ for 18 years!  Yes, you read right, 18!!!!  It freaks alot of people out and mostly cos they assume I have been sex-free for as long. Not as long as that but a few years.  I chose to not have relationships when my daughter’s father bailed on me before she was born.  It is a long, long story but he lives in another part of the world and has been a deficit factor in our lives and when he is in our lives causes pain and hurt.

When I knew that he was going to be around, I chose to focus on being a mum and also, on looking after myself.  It felt like the right thing to do for me and after watching numerous single mum mates find man after man after man and have one kid after another and go through all that drama I was really glad that I was not in that frame of mind.

Not once have I regretted that decision. I have a blessed life and have followed a path that had been rocky (hell yeah) but has included two degrees from university, a small business (very small and well, not on the radar globally, YET!!) and a feeling of peace most of the time. It has also included anger and hate for years towards the father (herein known as the Sperm Donor) and a belief that men were going to hurt me and let me down. So my decision to be single has been based on an avid avoidance of any situation that may open me up to being hurt like that again. Phew, the truth is out!

Some friends really worry that I am lonely!  Bless them!  Yeah, sometimes I am. Sometimes I want to take the big leap and put myself out there to meet someone but it will still take some time to get to that place.  The anger and hurt wasn’t worth it. It kept me safe for a while but also turned me into a prickly and unapproachable sexy beast.

I know that there are some really decent men out there but it just isn’t in me to open up to any possibilities.  I reckon I will literally fall over some guy somewhere and we will look at each and go ‘there you are.’  Seriously!  I am not one for dating sites, blind dates or any of that drama. I am a true romantic though and I know that round a corner somewhere he is waiting for me to trip over something and literally land at his feet or in his lap or something.

I guess it probably started long before the Sperm Donor though. I was engaged at 23 and three months out, his father told him to dump me or he would be shut out of the family so……broke my heart and took me 4 years to come right. So, have never been married either. I grew up in the ’70’s when getting married asap was the norm and having 2.5 kids before you hit 25 was expected…..well, you can see that I have certainly broken that mould welland truly.

But getting back on track….I am very happy at 50 and a half. Fit and fab and life is just great. I have survived a hellish 18 months of earthquakes that wrecked my city, moved to a small and very cliquey town, had my kid leave home and  faked it til I made it and I HAVE MADE IT!

Love from the Chicky

Boys on the Net

So I was talking to a good friend who is using the Net to seek potential mates.  Good for her I reckon.  Then she and I together figured it might be a great new project for me – I embraced this idea fully!  I had been on this site before a number of years ago and frankly, I found it exhausting – seriously!  It was so hard trying to find the right things to say without coming off as a ball-buster in my profile but equally hard figuring out who was on there to seriously meet someone or to find a number of ‘special ladies’.  I really hate being called a special lady even if meant well. It makes me feel like an old aunty who did great things for the family or something rather than a vibrant, fabulicious chicky!!

Anyhoo, set up my profile the other night and uploaded a pic and started trawling through to find potential victims.  Was not that shocked to come across THREE profiles of men (check it out) who needed TLC as they worked their way through a separation/divorce/breakup!!!  What am I?  Dr Phil in drag or something? That was okay though – wasn’t gonna let that get me down. Did’nt find anything taller than 5 ft 5 or so which was not great as I am 5ft 8 in socks!!!  You are asked to tick things like height and then you get presented with some of Snow White’s mates!

Had one response from said little guy but did not follow up.  I feel bad because I didn’t even respond to the message he left. I gave it a couple of days and then this morning took my profile down.  This way of meeting people just doesn’t work for me.  I don’t want someone enough I think.

I would love to hear similar stories from you all.  The funnier the better.

Ciao from the Chicky