Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts




Hello, World. Just took some time away to re-evaluate life and some things are changing.

Only in my life would getting glasses be news! I've had the same old glasses for years and a few weeks back they literally fell apart. Metal broke away from metal and snnnnap. My glasses were no more. A lovely chap at the opticians helped me pick out a new pair, told me what looked good and what didn't and together we found a pair with a very subtle retro twist.


I've also been busy wrecking a journal! When I bought it I didn't quite get how difficult it would be to destroy a book. I love books. Books must be protected! I actually put it on a shelf for a few days before I realised what I was doing, promptly stuffed it in a plastic bag and swung it around a bit! It's really tough, but once you make a rip or a scribble, it's not that nice new book that can't be damaged any more.


And the very last bit of news, which isn't really news to those who follow me on Twitter... I have quit my cleaning job. There are numerous reasons why, which I can't detail here, but I am leaving amicably next Thursday. I have nothing to go to, but this is the kick up the rear that I need. I'll be taking Paperpocket a lot more seriously too because I've spent too long faffing around when actually I have a pretty awesome platform here. Blogging is cool and awesome and I love it. I'll also be working on my web design skills. I can do it. And perhaps I'll come up with few of my own Blogger templates for you guys to use :D

You know, for the first time in a long while I feel really excited about the future.

Here's to us, Bloggeroo's.
xo

Note to self: I am not a bride.

I think i'm starting to get a little wedding broody. My entire weekend has been wedding orientated, with trying on bridesmaid dresses yesterday and two, yes two, wedding fayres this morning. It was only half way through the second fayre that I thought I should take some pictures to blog...i'm feeling a little slow! Sorry :)































Fayres are really great fun though. Most people assumed I was the bride so every 5 seconds I got asked how my planning was going, have I got my dress yet and would I like to ride on a tractor to my ceremony? How about that?! It's like being 15 all over again, competing with the rest of my class mates to see who could arrive at the 5th year Ball in the strangest transport. At first I said...


"Oh, sorry. I'm not the bride, i'm just a bridesmaid."


After a few of those, I got a bit down at having to admit that I wasn't getting married. Normally, I wouldn't care, but when you're surrounded by 50 women that are real brides you start to feel...well...like you should be one too. So my pitiful explanations became extinct.


It was the 'Win a honeymoon' competition that did it. The man asked me out right. "Are you getting married?"

"Yes...yes I am. Oooo is that a goodie bag?!"






Next time i'll go with this tattooed across my forehead:

I am not a bride.


xoxo