Frogs n snails and puppy dog tails...

Hello everyone... today my main To Do job is to finish mowing the garden. However because of the predicted rain (yup its back) I started to do this yesterday evening, and while mowing round my little front pond I saw a little frog hop out. I should add now for honestys sake that I do not live in a huge country retreat and so my pond is not a vast affair, but infact the size of the average bird bath. It does however have a fish and I still love it.  Now back to the frog, well,  I absolutely love frogs and proceeded to follow it round the garden for several minutes till I got a pic which I showed to my BFF and my 12 yr old son.  Needless to say my son was far more impressed than my BFF, which bought to mind a convo I was having with the gorgeous @heelsandtelly last week about me being a tom boy as a child, and thus reminded me yet again that my 'inner child' has and always will be  grubby little boy. This has always been the case. I could possibly  blame growing up on a farm with two brothers.... those were the best days, playing in barns , making camps, and our personal favorite making false dog poo out of spiders webs and mud. Although if I am totally truthful I was far more tomboyish than either of my brothers. My mum always said that if she lost me she just needed to find the biggest muddy puddle and i would be sat in the middle of it. Fast forward to today and I still love all things boyish, mud (a recent weekend at the Download fest in Donnington was soo cool cus I have never seen such fab mud), spiders, frogs and the super powerdul hand dryers in tesco's...(they make your skin wobble, its soooooo cool!!). It is a delight to spend time with my baby boy at the moment as we are so often totally in synch, although I suspect he will soon grow out of such things, leaving me to my muddy adventures on my own..  Are any of you eternal tom boys, or maybe your inner child is a sparkly pink princess...... Anyway signing off for now, c ya soon Tracey  Xxx

Hello.... Introductions and all that........

Well hello everyone....I'm Tracey, nice to meet you.  Ok well as you may have guessed this is my first blog and as such is most likely going to be fairly rubbish, the saving grace for me is that i am most likely to be the only one reading it I can witter away to my hearts content and upset no one. So he title of my blog, well I consider myself to be a recovering nutter, Anxiety and depression is the official diagnosis, and as a recoverer I have had to develop some pretty impressive social masks to cover up the turmoil that occurs inside my head on a daily basis, so this is what my blog is about, the thoughts that occur behind the mask. Sometimes they maybe funny, sometimes sad, occasionally just plain odd. To the outside world I am a 30 something recently single woman, 2 kids a dog and a job I love as a support worker for adults with learning dissabilities...I am short, redheaded have numerous tattoo's a quick mind and a dirty sense of humour. The inside my head is all those things and a lot more...I will let you make your own minds up about that. Well thats me in a nutshell, I hope someone will take an interest in my ramblings....and will say hello back..I will.say goodbye for now....C ya  Tracey Xx