Humour · Opinion · The Internet

Friday Funny- You Need This in Your Life.

This man is my new favourite comedian, bar none (sorry, Mickey Flanagan…). His name is Louis CK and I don’t think I’ve ever found a comedian as relatable as him, most of his jokes are about being a parent. It’s a bit near the knuckle, probably not one to watch at work or around the kids, but check out these clips:

Louis sells all of his own material, directly through his site and I highly recommend ALL. OF. IT. I can’t remember the last time I laughed as much as I do when I watch or listen to him.

(Little tip: if you buy his audio, don’t listen to it when driving down an A-road at 70mph. It’s just not safe)

So yeah, go buy it, I think there’s one of his stand up shows on there for $5 at the moment, so you have very little to lose and oh so  much to gain. If you don’t find it even a tiny bit funny, I’ll give you your money back** So far, he’s made a million dollars from his Carnegie Hall show, a huge percentage of which has gone to charities.


**Of course, I won’t actually give you your money back, that would just be silly.

Cybher · Opinion · Personal · Photos · Style · The Internet

Knowing Myself (Or ‘Help Me, PLEASE!’)

After yesterdays session at Cybher with Peggy Poyser about revamping your blog for under £50, I’ve started with gusto to try and make my blog exactly what I want it to be. One of Peggy’s tips was to work out exactly what it is your blog should say to other people, then create a colour scheme to compliment it. (That was the general gist, she obviously put it a lot better than that…)

Great, brilliant, a point to start from.

Except, I can’t work out what the hell it is that I’m trying to say or who I even am.

Sure, I guess I could be called a mummy blogger, after all, I am a mummy and I am a blogger. But a pastel colour scheme with cute cartoons over it is so not me. I may not know myself but I do know I’m just not that… insipid. So if I’m not going from the mummy blogger angle, I need to look a bit deeper at what appeals to me.

Animal print.

If there’s one prevailing pattern that I tend to choose for bloody everything, it’s leopard print. I just love it. So a few days ago, Husband created me a banner for my site, complete with leopard print background and funky lettering. I loved it, but Husband made the very good point that ‘Mum’s the Word’ written over a furry leopard print background made my blog look a bit like a landing page for plushophiles (if you don’t know what that is and have to look it up, do so with caution and at a decent distance from children or relatives with a weak heart).

During the session, Peggy showed us a series of swatches of colour and asked us to identify what type of blog each swatch represented. We all got the answers right and Peggy’s point was perfectly made. But I don’t really know what my readers get from coming and reading my random musings? What is it you expect from Mum’s the Word? I’m asking for help here, people! If you have any ideas at all, let me know.  I have a Pinterest board set up for brainstorming and if you see anything that makes you think “Ooh, that’s so Jayne”, be it a colour, pattern, font – anything, tweet me, Email me, link me up on Facebook. Help me make Mum’s the Word a beautiful place to be!

The Internet

A Mum’s the Word Button!

So, I’ve had a go at making a button. It’s totally naff, my first attempt and was made using GIMP, which is a completely free, Open Source programme, so please excuse the quality. I’m just trying to have a practice of doing things before I move over to my new site and get it looking all spiffy!

Alternative Name

I can’t imagine that anyone would want to display this monstrosity of a button on their blog, but should you come down with a fever-induced madness, here’s the code:

<a href=""
<img src=""
alt="Alternative Name" /></a>

Also, YAY, it may not be pretty, but I got it working!! *does happy dance*

I made my button using THIS tutorial and GIMP, which you can get HERE.

Opinion · Personal · Relationships · The Internet


I figured a post about friendship was in order as it’s this months NaBloPoMo theme, and also because in the days of Twitter, Friday has become synonymous with friendship and making new friends, with the Follow Friday movement. But as I sit here writing, it occurs to me that the concept of friendship has evolved, even within my relatively short lifetime, and now represents a whole new set of parameters.

When I was younger, my friends were the people I knew from school, from Brownies, or when I was a bit older, from hanging around our usual (and locally, quite infamous) bench. A friend was an actual, tangible human being who you’d met in real life. You had some close friends who you could call on to comfort you if you’d been dumped, or been given a dodgy haircut, you had some who were always there for a night out, and you had others who were in your group, not necessarily that close to you, more of an acquaintance. I’ve had friendships which have broken down, some of which I miss, many of which I’ve realised that I’m better off without.

Then came the internet. Now we describe people as friends if we communicate with them on a forum, a game, a chatroom, or a social networking site. These are people we’ve never met, may well be wary of giving  your home address to, and certainly wouldn’t call on in an emergency. So, these days, friend means ‘a person I have communicated with through one medium or another’. And I’m sorry, but that just doesn’t cut it for me.

Now don’t get me wrong, I’ve mentioned in previous posts that I’m not as good a friend as I could be. A combination of laziness, lack of time and several fairly irrational social phobias have led to me neglecting several friendships that are very important to me. I’m rubbish at remembering to phone, and the longer I leave it, the higher the anxiety about not phoning builds. I’m even worse at actually getting my arse onto a bus or train, mainly because I have no faith in public transport and have Final Destination-esque visions of a car ploughing into the side of the bus, or a serious derailment caused by children placing pound-coins on the tracks (see, I told you they were irrational…)

I have to say, since I’ve started blogging, I feel as though I have become a part of a community, and whilst I’m still a little uneasy about the term ‘Mummy Blogger’, there is a sense of camaraderie between us. Since I’ve been blogging, I’ve read blogs of other women who’ve made me feel as though I am doing something right, or more appropriately, I’m not doing everything wrong. We all have the same doubts and fears, the same stresses and the same experiences of joy every time our child does something which blows us away. So maybe I’m being a bit harsh on the gamers, the forum writers and chat room regulars. Friendship isn’t just about a physical presence and someone you’d trust with your spare key, it’s about a commonality, a spark of recognition of yourself or your life in another person, be that through a computer or face-to-face. And in these times of hostility and community breakdown, we all need all the friends we can get.

So I urge you all, make it your mission to try to connect with someone new. Comment on a new blog, say good morning to your neighbour or talk to the woman who stands by herself at the school in the mornings as groups of other mums drop their kids off and hang around for a chinwag. It may lead to nothing, it may just be a person you’ll follow on Twitter before unfollowing the after a month because of the banality of their Tweets. But you might, just maybe, find a person who will enrich your life, make you see things from a new point of view and who will, in time, become a firm friend.


The Internet

Amazing Horse.

Today has been a drain on my brain and any creativity that I may possess, so for one day only I will hand my blog over to the incredibly talented Weebl, for your entertainment. Anyone who doesn’t at least tap their foot along to this can stop reading my blog immediately.


Disclaimer: All credit and ownership of this video belongs to Weebl.