A Day In The Life Of Lauren

Someone said to me last week that we are our own worst critic and this is absolutely true of me. I always doubt myself, my abilities, put myself down or be the but of the joke for a lot of reasons; 1) If i make a joke out of myself, it means no-one else will (wow this is getting deep, soz). 2) I actually like making people laugh because life can be rubbish sometimes (and that’s putting it politely) and I would rather make someone laugh because then they get a little minute of joy. 3) I think perhaps it’s Scottish/British culture to not get too above our station, show off, be overly confident or cocky so instead we downplay our abilities and strengths. How often do we say ‘oh that was just a flook’ when really we should accept compliments, celebrate our individual strengths and this is something I hope to change!) Today I had a driving lesson and although I actually do enjoy driving, I wasn’t looking forward to it.  I always begin my lesson by thinking ‘oh i wonder what I’m go...

ImageCopyright of Dr. Josh Axe (2016) This week's post has taken a slight diversion from my norm (whatever normal is!) I'm going to be discussing the effects of modern living and the effect it has on our bodies.   Without this sounding too much like a pity party, I'm going to quickly give you an insight into why my blog has suddenly taken a different direction. This week I have been off work for the third time with sickness. When I wasn't being violently sick, everyday I felt nauseous , generally unwell, tired, sluggish, had pain in my abdomen, brain fog and a lack of focus and to top it all off - cherry on the cake - was extremely bloated after every meal. The sickness was a relatively new development with all the rest of the 'ailments' just something I put up with for years. However, three weeks with what i thought was a sick bug and various trips to the doctor which showed I didn't have an intolerance to gluten or diabetes, thyroid problems or a blood dis...

I love New Year. I love the build up to it and the little traditions that you find yourself undertaking every *Hogmanay (*New Years Eve for anyone who isn't Scottish!) Mum always cleaned the house and changed the bed linen on Hogmanay, which is a tradition we still stick to. It's nice because it symbolises a fresh start and a chance to get rid of the old and welcome in the new. I also have lots of really fond memories of New Year. It is always a time where I remember people coming together. Our family would always sit down and watch some hilarious television and play outrageous board games. We always watched Hogmanay - live from Edinburgh - with traditional Scottish music and bagpipe playing before the canon was lit, marking the New Year. Dad always poured the drinks - whisky for himself and apple juice for us - to make us kids think we were drinking whisky too! After the bells we always had our neightbours and friends round first-footing and we were always excite...