• The perfect amount of pasta, it’s enough for a small village or nothing. 
  • The amount of time that’s passed on the treadmill, it’s been 20 minutes, right? Oh, 6 minutes…
  • The correct way to wear a swimsuit, I recently discovered that I’d spent the past 6 months wearing my swimsuit back to front. 

  • If I should risk tickling Lily’s belly or not…
  • The moves to any kind of dance; I have my very own ChaCha Slide routine, it’s…creative. 
  • Left and right. 

  • Thinking I’d replied to a text/tweet/e-mail/FB message, when actually I’ve just replied in my head.
  • What a serving 15/20g of Nutella/Peanut Butter actually looks like, my kitchen scales are wrong.
  • Eating finger food in a neat and ladylike way.

  • My name, I mean obviously I know my name is Katie but this whole change of surname is proving somewhat confusing for my small, overcrowded mind. 
  • After all these year’s, a small part of me believes that G will think that ‘I’m fine’ means I’m actually fine and not that I’m covering up what is bothering me. He knows that’s not the case when I say, ‘I’m fine‘ but I keep on saying it like a stuck record.  
  • Thinking I’m giving my G a really seductive look, then he asks why I’m going cross-eyed…

  • Climbing into bed, settling down for the night and creating scenario’s that will never come true and are quite clearly incorrect and slightly insane. 
  • Doing one thing at a time, why focus on one thing when you can partly start 32 other jobs and leave them unfinished? 
  • When to stop talking. 

  • Makeup application, today’s look is natural with a touch of clown. 
  • Waiting – See treadmill minute, the same applies to a microwave minute and queuing. 
  • Convincing myself that I don’t read to write it down, of course, I’ll remember. Sorry, what was that you asked me to do?