Back in 2009 I turned my childhood animated entertainment into real life. By that I mean that there was a fire in my abode, and I put it out. Okay okay, before you think I saved the lives of everyone on the Ark, that isn’t quite true. The thermostat blew up, and as the sparks, … More Fireman Sam
Whilst catching up with some episodes of This Is Us, we watch Kevin dealing with his present day troubles of alcohol and drug addiction, stemming from his childhood created demons. I’ve had a good life. A great life even. I’m known back in Blighty to my dearest friends as one of the happiest gals they … More Second class stamps applied. Sending a letter to you. And to you. You too.
Having spent the last two days sulking on the couch with the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills as my gal pal companions, I realise that I’ve tripped in the road, and upon getting up and dusting off my knees, I’ve forgotten which exit on the roundabout I’m meant to be taking. My SamNav is broken. … More Sleep less eat more. I think I’ve missed the start of the lesson.
Sitting here torn between feeling a mixture of “how the eck is it almost December ALREADY” and “hmm, and?”, gives me a slight bit of smirky calmness, in the sense that this time last year I was frazzled with a million and one issues playing on my mind. Yes I exaggerate, but yes, a million … More I am ‘all change’ more than a train platform announcer
Another weekend brought on another weekend out of the city that is home, Auckland. Skipping out of work after a last minute fire drill, car pre loaded, we drove straight on to the already stalled motorway, and set off on our five and a half hour drive south. Sure, that’s a lengthy time, but that … More Wonderful weekend wanders
A year ago, one of Bradley’s closest pals from his uni days, popped the question to his Personal Penguin. After having lived with them both myself for ten months, I was super happy that they were making the official, totally official. All my ‘Congratulations’ however, was simmering on top of a pot of anxiety.
Sunday evening has come to an end, and I was hoping to be thrilled that my 13 day stretch of back to back 9 – 11 hour plus shifts was up after tomorrow’s finale, and on Tuesday, I could rest. But no… and not just because my body would probably go in to shock if … More It best not come in threes. Please.
After yesterdays blog post, I decided to make the most of my rostered day off today and not only get the house ready for the boyfriends return, but to get my fat arse in that kitchen and off fast food delivery web sites.
Sitting here, with Netflix suggestion ‘Grace & Frankie’ making background noise, whilst browsing Instagram on my mobile and having inhaled 170g of KitKat Mint…for breakfast…it’s 08:58am on a Monday, all after having a bit of a fright when catching myself in the mirror this morning, it’s time for me to stand up and say, “my name is … More What are big girls made of? Sugar and Instagram.
Working shifts comes with pro’s and con’s like any working pattern. However, when your contract states you must work just two weekend shifts in a calendar month, it appears that the pro’s do in fact outweigh the con’s. Especially when I rostered myself off for a weekend that just so happened to remind the people … More (Sugar + exercise = weekend) + The Mount = a GREAT weekend