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Trousers | Permanently in a Pickle
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Permanently in a Pickle. 39 Shades of Grey. 7 am and the bottles of Rosey in my belly basement started to rattle with despair and morbid dread, but I maintained poise and was the epitome of fake inner calmness. These trousers are scruffy. I look like an idiot. Everybody is going to laugh at me . The brand-new school trousers bought to replace the hole-ridden pair that have been flapping around his ankles for the past few months were scapegoated in this morning’s rather baffling outburst. Rightly or wrong...
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39 Shades of Grey | Permanently in a Pickle
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Permanently in a Pickle. 39 Shades of Grey. 39 Shades of Grey. Now that got your attention, you filthy-minded fiends. I know what you’re thinking. Here’s yet another blog about the much-hyped erotic CLITerature that you (that’s YOU) have languidly and seductively spread out on your shelf, or discreetly tucked away on your Kindle. There’s no denying it. I see you. You know who you are. I know who you are. Oh I see you. We all see you. Mental note to check. So whilst you (that’s YOU) are revelling in your ...
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Hug in a Mug | Permanently in a Pickle
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Permanently in a Pickle. 39 Shades of Grey. Hug in a Mug. Sipping hot chocolate after a major meltdown, Pickle quietly whispered, Mummy, sometimes I feel like I’m a really bad person. The anger had dissipated, the frustration eased. But the sadness in those words felt like a hand clenching and strangling my stomach. My heart sank. I wanted to have my own meltdown at that very moment. I get so angry. I don’t know why. I feel like I’m bad, a really bad person. It makes me want to kill myself . Oh erm, I...
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Silent Sunday | Permanently in a Pickle
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Permanently in a Pickle. 39 Shades of Grey. Still Pickled →. 3 Responses to “Silent Sunday”. July 16, 2012 at 22:46. That is very sweet x. October 19, 2012 at 23:33. Where have you been for so long! November 1, 2012 at 14:33. I am still here. I downed tools over the summer to spend time with kids and have been re-branding my business. I will be back. It’s all slightly chaotic, but nice to know you’ve missed me🙂. Leave a reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). Hug in a Mug.
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Still Pickled | Permanently in a Pickle
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Permanently in a Pickle. 39 Shades of Grey. You may (or may not) have noticed that I have been mentally constipated for the best part of 2 years. I had been unable to find a laxative to unbung my usual verbosity. It simply dried up. The urge to run-n-tell has been within me but, in all honesty, I’ve been struggling to form a cohesive blog. Bah, enough of the scatology. Basically I’ve been crap. Shit, there I go again. Oops and again! Pickle is now in a year 3 pupil. A junior. Sitting back, watching your ...
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The Big C | Permanently in a Pickle
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Permanently in a Pickle. 39 Shades of Grey. I mentioned recently that my lack of social networking presence had been, in part, due to a close family member being pretty poorly. It’s been a terrible time for all concerned. There have been a lot of assessments and investigations and a few weeks ago we received the dreaded diagnosis of The Big C. This jubilee weekend also coincided with my mother-in-law’s 70. Birthday. We had a planned visit to join my in-laws. We mentioned to Gherkin – separately fro...
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Holy Crap! | Permanently in a Pickle
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Permanently in a Pickle. 39 Shades of Grey. By now, it will come as no surprise to you that change affects Pickle’s ability to self-regulate. This is common is children with attachment issues. Pickle is basically a slave to his impulsivity, he has a lack of control over his emotions and over his responses to the emotions of others. One thing I failed to mention in my Trouser-gate rant last week was that there have been several changes going on in the Permanently Pickled household recently. One of his (ma...