Thursday 13 December 2012

Unexpected last minute firsts!

It's actually a lovely way to view the world when a bad moment becomes an experience.
My first puncture became actually quite exciting (the fact I was close to home and could get a lift back helped)
And my first parking ticket was just a life lesson. (even though I was a bit miffed with my wheels just slightly out of the bay)

I guess the problem arises when we don't learn from these experiences that we want to remain 'one offs'
I now know never to leave extra room for the old bid in the car behind to be able to pull out with ease and when people say "that tyre looks a bit flat", to actually do something about it!

Saturday 24 November 2012

Christmas Do's

I have just spent the evening at my husbands Xmas do. I room full of primarily successful males.
How wonderful it was to meet the wives of these men.
I feel a mass exit of women running away since a conversation with many of then.
Whoops xxx

Thursday 8 November 2012

The waiting.

There is no rush.
There is no panic.

When making major decisions, sometimes it is harder to sit tight and steer your boat in a slightly different direction than it is to jump over board.

I'm not, by any means, saying there is a right or wrong answer, just not an easy one.

Forgot it was on the list but changed my life.

I've always wanted to be a barmaid.
I think it's my ability to talk total rubbish, my love of people and flirty nature.
It was just an idea in the back of my head, but the sequence of events that so easily flowed into me cheekily asking for the job, the obvious 'click' between the landlord and me, slotting comfortably in, all made it seem so right.

Sometimes in life, things just seem right. It's not about thinking long and hard about decisions, it's going with the flow and seeing where the path takes you.
And oh, how am I enjoying the ride.


Thursday 4 October 2012

Chocolate Dreamboat

A simple pleasure of which I've just been reminded.

Anyone who has seen me will know I have the body of a woman who enjoys food.
The only things i don't like are Shepherds Pie, parsley sauce, star bars and Double Deckers.

But do you know I had never tried a Krispy Kreme donut??
I know, not an ounce of this body was made with the thanks to that donut company.
Easily rectified with a dozen variety box from my sister, who joined me in trying every flavour.
Fun yummy activity, but I've decided, I'm really not that fussed about donuts either.

Tuesday 18 September 2012

Place a Bet.

I am not a gambler.

I am a planner. I write lists. I like to make informed judgements.
And after a spout emptying slot machines for a job as a teenager, I am certainly not a gambler. (those things take a fortune)

But as thousands of people do go to the races, or enter the confusing world of '2 to 1' '4 for 3', once was going to do no harm.
So was I able to throw caution to the wind at Ascot? Not really no.
I placed a 50p bet on all five runners .
Unsurprisingly i won!

So i didn't quite let go of that 'non risk taker' aspect of my life there, but does that matter?
To just jump, To gamble, To just dive into the hands of the gods sometimes seems an option, I know!!!
But at the end of the day, you are the decision maker of your own life.

For a woman who doesn't like to gamble, the right, well thought out decision, can be a very hard one to find.

Karaoke

Why can I not be me?

I like me.
I am a nice, kind, person. I do not knowingly do or say anything that would hurt others and would put anyone before myself.

Why is it then I cant be me?
At home I will sing all day. I belt them out. And my all singing, all dancing Aretha Franklin 'Think' is one to behold.

And my shower songs are to rival the birds: Sam Brown 'Stop', 'Valarie' Alison Moyet, Adele, 'Make you feel my love' Love singing them all!!!

But can I utter one note out of these four walls??? Oh no, If I do it has to be in a comedy format- warbley old woman or in a musical style.

I've had two experience now of karaoke. One a drunken one (at my gay disco) when one guest, who was refusing to join in due to his inhibitions, ended up joining us as we were, "all so crap!! Not even I'm that bad!" he exclaimed.

The other was when my thoughtful husband had surprised me by hiring a soundproof booth for me and my friends to sing our hearts out. Which we did.
Did it matter that we did not hold the voices of angels?
Of course not.
No one noticed.
No one cared!!!


Each of us should celebrate who we are, not how society, friends and family want us to be!
I'm nice and I like being me!!