Mummy must have...

Since having Tabitha I have struggled to find the time to sit and wait for nail varnish to dry. There is always something  I need to do before it is set and I end up with dodgy looking smudged nails.

Usually I'll end up taking it off intending to start again, mostly I discover that this debarkle has used up my free time slot and it never gets done.

So lovely readers I am sharing this with you because it has changed my life.

Sally Hensen Insta-Dri

I have seen stuff like this and never imagined it would work but this one actually does!

When it says dry it means dry, touch dry in a minute literally, child proof in a couple more.

Mummy can finally get her claws back out.

Singing in the Rain.

I have always loved a musical.

As a child my Dad would take me to London to see one every year for a Daddy/Daughter treat.

They are good memories and those trips fed my desire to act and be on stage.

Palace Theatre, Shaftesbury Avenue, London, W1D 8AY

Website: http://www.singinintherain.co.uk/

Fast forward 20 odd years and no those dreams never came true but hey ho... I still love a musical.

So when I was asked if I wanted to attend Singing in the Rain I was always going to say yes.

I decided to take my mum along this time as it was the week of her birthday and brownie points are valuable when you rely on your mum as much as I do.

I whole heartedly recommend the show as a great night out.

The Palace theatre is beautiful, a real classic building full of cherubs and marble pillars. We were seated in the dress circle which ended up being perfect seating. I'd recommend avoiding the lower circle seats at the front unless you are wearing a raincoat!

The show sees 14,000 litres of water pumped onto the stage and during the energetic tap routines there is a fair bit of 'accidental' splashing from the actors.

All this adds to the show and the die hard fans at the front wearing the free rain ponchos loved every second.

The cast were fantastic, a good blend of dancing and acting to keep you hooked from the start.

I cannot wait until Tabitha is old enough to sit through a show like this. I cannot wait to fill her head with dreams of the stage, bright lights and costume changes.

Just maybe her dreams will come true....

My little TV star....

The big news in our house this month has been that Tabitha-Lo has hit the big screen in her first advert.

Now I know lots of mums will have opinions on children being involved in modelling or tv but you know what? I don't really care.

I am so proud of her, she loved the day filming with Cow and Gate. They treated the children so well and she thought being set free in a recording studio with no one telling you to 'not touch' was the best fun ever.

Miss Lo features several times, although you mostly recognise her during her saxophone solo!

Well done Cow and Gate on a fantastic advert and well done Miss Lo on being a true little star.

Salty Dog Nuts!

So last Friday was one of those eventful weekends where the child visited Granny for a few days and we got to go out as a couple.

We headed out for a meal with no one kicking the table or ripping up napkins it was lovely. There was wine and olives then after the chocolate pudding we followed on to a cocktail bar.

Several hours later we returned home via taxi a little worse for wear and staggered into the flat to be confronted by this....

You see Friday saw the delivery of Salty Dog Nuts for my latest review. Of course in our drunken state we ate the lot, in seconds.

I'd love to tell you they were the most tasty and delicious nuts I've ever eaten but, well, I can't remember. Minutes later we had fallen asleep fully clothed and only 'really' knew we had eaten them in the morning when we saw the wrapper scattered over the kitchen counter.

I should have just used the cool mug they sent along for a black coffee but the nuts were way too tempting!

If you fancy stocking your cupboards for a late night snack or just to fill in the ad breaks in x factor Salty Dog Nuts are on sale at Tesco.

To celebrate the launch Salty Dog Nuts are running a competition on their Facebook page and the prize is a new iphone. Get over and enter if you fancy a chance to win.

You can also follow on Twitter.

Not that I'd know that as I am still without my twitter account! *punches air*

How the hell I have got through this post without passing comment on the name of the nuts I don't know.... I will leave that to you.

This is a sponsored post. 

Goodbye Twitter.

I have closed my Twitter account down.

Since May 2010 Twitter has taken up much of my time and has helped me not only build my blog but also built many good friendships with other mums, without which those 3am feeds and moments of madness would/could have finished me off.

I have enjoyed the ups and downs of Twitter; the dramas of blogworld rolled out in passive aggressive tweets between rivals, the heated debate of people who just love an argument, but mostly the support of complete strangers offering advice and ((hugs)) when needed.

I have laughed out loud (for real!) and found great comfort in the humour of other mothers struggling with their daily lives just like me. I have worried about them during difficult times, I have shed tears for them both in happiness and pain, and offered helpful advise to try and support them.

I have, as have they revealed my life through 140 character snippets to nearly 3,000 people a go for several years and now it is time to close the net curtains.

I will be truly honest my recent move stems from these realisations:

I have wasted precious time on Twitter when I should have been playing with my daughter.

I have neglected my relationship and friendships to chat to thumbnail images who I will never meet.

I have neglected myself.

I have left myself exposed and its not sitting well with me anymore.

The future is about focusing on me and the two people I love most.

Don't get me wrong I will miss the community but I hope the people who I connected with most will continue to keep in touch via other means.

I hope that everyone else will remember me and my life as fondly as I remember them and feel honoured to have been allowed to peer into their lives 140 characters at a time.

So that's it.

@mumrablog RIP