Brownies

So fudgy, rich, and gooey

Best when they’re still warm

Oh that smell! Oh that taste!

It’s like a perfect storm. 

Really easy to prepare 

And so quick to cook

Nutritional information?

It’s best not to look!

A big hit in my house

They cannot be beaten

Not a single brownie

Is ever left uneaten!

Procrastibaking has benefits!

Oh, Procrastination....

I procrastinate too much 

It is quite sad, but true

When I should be writing

I find other things to do…. 

It may be loads of washing

Or giving clothes a press

It may be "retail therapy"

To look for a new dress.

Often, it’s planning meals

Or food shopping every day

(I’m good at procrasti-baking

We get lots of treats that way!)

I’ll find myself cleaning house

To banish dust and grime

I get hooked on social media

Oh, the time I waste online!

Often, I’ll spend hours

Sorting books and clothes

De-cluttering (yet again)

The time? Well it just goes…

Sometimes, I do knuckle down

Hoping to feel inspired…

But the words refuse to come

‘Cos by then, I’m far too tired!

Packing Light?

We were packing for a trip

And needed to save space

My hubby and I decided

That we would share a case…

I’m not known for packing light

I do pack lots of stuff!

But, I like to be prepared…

Too much is never “enough”.

So, my hubby had a question

After he surveyed our case

“Is that all you’re taking?!” 

With a shocked look on his face 😮

I had a quiet chuckle then

But didn’t tell him why…

You see, I left all that space

For the “stuff” I planned to buy 😉

Daylight Savings, I Miss You!

Honestly, I was really sad

Left quite broken hearted

Why? Daylight Savings ended

Just as my holiday started…

On the “wish list” for my break

Was to sleep in every morn

Instead, I’m wide awake by six

And spend all day with a yawn!   😴

Let’s not forget the evening

Again, it’s not that great…

When it’s only half past four

It feels like half past eight!

There is one consolation…

One less reason to be surly

We can start “after dark drinks”

With gusto, an hour early.   🍺

Car Pride (or not)

My Dad was fond of cars

He treated them with care

Always kept them spick and span

With few signs of wear.

He’d wash, dry, and polish

Till the outside gleamed

Interiors were spotless

Barely used, it seemed.

He’d do basic maintenance

Think oil, and wiper blades

Water bottles were kept full

Car pride, he had in spades.

He'd never let a fuel tank

Drop down below a quarter

Oh, I wish those car-care genes

Had passed on to his daughter…

I should pay so much more

Attention to my car

Dad would surely wonder 
How I let it get this far.

The outside? It has layers

Of grime, dirt, and dust

I will wash it one day soon

Oh, yes, I really must.

The mirrors, they have cobwebs  🕷

My tyres are almost bald

The inside? Well, it's full of junk

Dad would be appalled!

This weekend, I’ll clean my car

The weather will be great...  🤔

Doing chores on sunny days??

I think the car can wait!

A New Poem

Just finished a new poem

 On my blog, it shall not be

 I’m saving it (and others)

 For my future book, you see.  📖

well, that's the plan, anyway...

Wrinkles - or Holidays?

Lunched with friends one Sunday

Many things we did discuss

Work, plans, family life..

Age catching up with us.

We’re all approaching fifty

(I must say, we’re mildly shocked)

We don’t want life to pass us by

We want to say life “rocked”.

We spoke of bands we want to see

Of trips that will be great

Wanting to enjoy weekends -

We agreed housework can wait!

A sunny Saturday at the beach 🏖

Life’s far too short to worry

About hair that’s turning grey

And when it comes to “fine lines”

We might get to them, one day.

Fight the visible signs of ageing?

We’d rather save our dough 💰

There are so many places to be

And things to do, you know.

One friend nicely summed it up

“Wrinkles - or holidays?”

Given any chance, I’ll pack my bag

And head off – lead the way!