28 August 2013

Wine vs Lemons

I know I mentioned it recently.  I'm tired a lot at the moment.  A lot. My girls have been sick.  They are not sleeping or they are sleeping in our bed.  When they sleep in our bed, they've been experiencing with spontaneous middle of the night up-chucking or bed-wetting which results in two weary adults stripping beds, remaking beds, soothing children, changing children and hurling curt phrases heavy with pointed pathos and self pity across small feverish brows and fresh pyjamas to claim the prize of most put upon partner.

When they sleep in their own beds, they don't vomit or pee (of course not) but they still wake needing comfort.  I've been sick.  He's been sick. We've both been busy working hard, freelancing, travelling, training for runs, playing with our children, refereeing our children, picking up after our children, attempting to be strict parents to our children, hosting lovely friends, cooking, shopping, planning, washing - all the things that make up an ordinary life.

And then one night, out of the blue, a teensy little voice whispered to me "You should try some of that Hairy Lemon stuff you got sent earlier this month - see if it works" and the other little voice whispered "Have another glass of wine - getting all fired up this late at night would just be a waste of time."

And the wine voice won. Twice.

But then one morning, I tossed a Hairy Lemon tablet into a glass, chugged it down after my cereal and got on with the day.  And I did notice that I went a little bit further, a little more freshly, for a little bit longer that day.  So I took another the next day. And... well you get it. And there must be something in that little yellow tablet which is better overall than a the desperate inhalation of an early morning Coke Zero in search of artificial energy, because I'm still tired but I'm remembering my own name, my immune system is recovering and my oomph kicks in pre noon now rather than somewhere after the day finishes.

Of course I could eat perfectly and get all my vitamins from a perfectly balanced diet and set an awesome example to my children, while being a paragon of housewifely virtue oozing with organisational capabilities that would make a Stepford wife jealous and get a good eight hours of sleep per night.  I could.  But it's unlikely.  Not until I hire a chef, a nanny, a personal trainer and give up work.

So while I apologise for almost forgetting to do my Hairy Lemon pitch in return for my little Happy Hairy Lemon pack containing the fizzy lemon loveliness, I'm kind of pleased that when I did use it, I actually needed it and didn't have to just quote their website and say "Hairy Lemon is an ideal formulation for people who feel tired due to a hectic lifestyle" which you and I both know means "BOOZEHOUNDS OF THE WORLD YOU'LL LOVE THIS STUFF".

And we do as it turned out (Size of sample validating this claim - 1).

But anyway - I've got two packs of Hairy Lemon Happiness as giveaways for you courtesy of the Hairy Lemon team (includes a bag, some Hairy Lemon, sunnies, headphones, lip balm, etc) and all you have to do is comment on this post or on Talking Frankly's facebook page by the end of 1 September telling me what your favourite 'kickstart' is when you aren't living your life like Miranda Kerr.

I'll get a random to choose their two favourites and boom! You can be me.