I love bank holidays! Max is off nursery for 2 weeks so I get some time at home with him which is always nice!
We had a great easter. On Saturday we went on an Easter egg hunt at treetops hospice in Risley. All the money went towards the hospice which is an amazing cause and all the children got an easter egg to take home which Max loved! Yesterday we stayed at home, ate chocolate and baked gingerbread.
Today we went out for a meal at the Wollaton. It’s my uncle’s 50th birthday and we all surprised him at the restaurant. Sometimes life gets so busy it’s hard to fit in family time but I’ve got a small family and we’re all really close so we all try and spend time together when we can.
The clocks went forward at the weekend which is another thing I’m happy about! Spring is finally here and I have so many exciting things going on over the next few months.
The only downside to the weekend was Max was ill. He developed conjunctivitis on Friday (typical when the doctors are closed for bank holiday!) I bought him some eye drops at the chemist but they’ve not made any difference so I’m taking him to the doctor tomorrow. I’m gutted because it seems he’s had everything going lately, as soon as we get rid of one thing there’s another!
This Friday my work colleagues and I are sleeping on the streets to raise money for our charity and awareness for the homeless. I’ve never done anything like this before and I really like my home comforts so it’s gonna be a challenge but I’m really excited. I’ll do a blog post on Saturday and write about how it went.
I hope everyone had an amazing weekend and completely overindulged!
I’ll be honest here, I’m pretty easily irritated. As I mentioned previously I’m quite an impatient person and my tolerance level is quite low! Part of the blog challenge I’m doing is to list your top 5 pet peeves and this one wasn’t too hard for me to come up with!
1. Ignorance! There is no excuse for it in ANY way, shape or form. Any kind of ignorance absolutely grinds my gears.
2. Bad personal hygiene. I literally want to vomit if people smell or have bad breath, dirty nails, anything along those lines. It’s not difficult to keep clean!
3. Attention seeking on social media. It winds me up. Just be quiet. Nobody cares.
4. Disrespect of parents/the elderly. I HATE this. Especially when I see people moaning about their parents on social media. Be a bit more bloody grateful.
5. Bad manners. They don’t cost a penny, how hard is it to say please or thank you?
I could probably go on but I won’t. I’m inclined to be quite vocal about stuff that annoys me and I’m trying to stop letting it get on my nerves so much. I don’t like being negative nancy any more! ☺
Just after I’d moved into my flat I was out in town with Max when I got stopped by a woman doing some kind of survey. We were chatting for a few minutes and she was taking my details when she asked “and what do you do? Are you a full time mum?” I didn’t know what to say because I cannot STAND that expression, but I didn’t have a job at that point. So technically I couldn’t really say anything.
First of all: I am by no means saying there’s anything wrong with being a stay at home mum. I stayed at home with Max from when he was 8 months old until he started nursery last September and I loved it. I personally prefer working part time as it gives me the best of both worlds, but everyone has a different opinion.
What bugs the CRAP out of me is when people describe staying at home as being a “full time mummy.” Let’s get this straight. It is NOT a job. It is NOT something that belongs in your “occupation” on Facebook. And it is certainly NOT the “hardest job in the world” and to say it is is quite frankly an insult to people such as life saving surgeons, people in the military, etc etc.
Being a stay at home mum was tiring and did drive me mad sometimes. But let’s not be silly here – when you’re at home you don’t have to work to a schedule. To a certain extent you can do things at your own pace. You can go and make a cuppa whenever you want, you don’t have to get dressed if you don’t bloody want to. And you do have fun.
When you choose to have a child, you are making a decision and a life commitment. If you think it’s a job and that you deserve endless praise for doing what women have been doing since the dawn of time then you shouldn’t be doing it. Whether you work 50 hours a week or you stay at home your children’s whole lives, we’re ALL “full time mums.” And it’s about time we got rid of this ridiculous expression.
I said I wouldn’t be posting about this because I think some things should be kept private, but I’m doing a blog challenge where you write about a given list of topics so I thought I’d skim over it just to give everyone an idea of my life and why I don’t really place too much value in them.
I had a couple of short term relationships in my teens that were always dramatic and the end of the world (in that stupid teenage way until you realise when you’re older that they didn’t really matter). Obviously my most significant relationship was with Carl, who I met when I was 18 and went on to have a 5 year relationship and a child with. I thought we would be together forever; problem is when you meet someone so young things change over the years. You’re not the same person in your 20s as you were in your teens and when we split up I realised that it was probably the best decision we could have made.
I said after that I was going to spend some time on my own. I’d been in a serious relationship for such a long time and I was only 23 when it ended. I’d never experienced being single, having a flat that was completely mine (I went straight from my parents to a shared house and then to live with Carl) and being able to make decisions where I only had to think about myself (and Max of course).
It was 6 months before I dated anyone else and it was a pretty surreal experience when I did. I’d been used to a comfortable, safe relationship and this one brought drama which was not something I was prepared for. I find it impossible to trust anyone outside of my family and a couple of close friends. I definitely don’t trust men and I don’t think I ever will. This means I’m really reluctant to get too close to anyone and probably why I’m best when I’m not in a serious relationship. It just doesn’t matter to me like it does to some people. I have family that love me and friends that are there for me, I don’t really need anyone else.
Saying that, I’m still dating the same guy and it’s been going on over a year now. There’s something there that I can’t let go of. The way I live probably isn’t for everyone, but it works for me. I’m still on a journey of self discovery and who knows what kind of person I’ll be in 10 or even 5 years’ time? At the moment I’m just going with the flow and I’m happy with that. ☺
I haven’t written a lot about what’s going on in my life lately because I don’t want to bore everyone and I don’t want to be repeating myself over and over! Anyway I’ve had the best week and I’m getting really excited as the year goes on about all the stuff I’m gonna be getting up to!
I went to London on Wednesday and I had the best time. I always love the time I spend in London, it’s one of my favourite places with some of my favourite people. I like to have a break when Max is at Carl’s house so I usually have a drink then but I only drink properly about once a month!
Me and my best friend have booked festival tickets so I’m so excited about that! I’ve never been to a festival in my life and at 25 it’s about time I did! Also another good friend has asked me to be her maid of honour when she gets married in June! I can’t wait and I’m so honoured that she’s asked me. Now I have a hen party to plan so that will be something to keep me occupied.
I can’t believe that in 6 months I’ll be starting uni, it’s been such a long journey from when I decided to do it over a year ago but everything is just on the up right now and I’m so hoping it stays that way. I’ve got the best family and friends in the world and everything else is just a bonus. ☺
I’m currently sat on a train to London and I forgot to bring my book with me so I decided to write this post. I’ve been thinking about it for quite a while and I thought it was time I addressed this topic because it’s really bugging me (surprise surprise. We all know how easily irritated I am. 😂)
Yesterday was International Women’s Day. Something that I actually think is pretty cool, even though I’m not really into feminism. A day to recognise all the great women throughout history and celebrate everything they’ve done. But what was the one topic I kept coming back to all over the internet and social media? Kim Kardashian dropping ANOTHER naked selfie.
Let me get one thing straight: I don’t really care if she wants to post nudes. It’s not something I would do, I don’t really know why you’d want strangers to see you half naked on the internet. Whatever. What bugs me is that THIS was the major news, and it was all anyone could talk about.
There are so many women out there who do so many great things. While I will give Kim Kardashian her dues and say she’s a great businesswoman, what is she doing for mankind? Posting naked selfies and bringing out a clothing line is not something that should be being celebrated or coveted. As a humanitarian, I see women (and men) dedicating their entire lives to helping those less fortunate, campaigning for peace, women’s rights, charities, etc etc. But no. The trending topic was Kim’s selfie.
Reality TV is the devil. Stupid shows like “ex on the beach” mean it’s possible to get famous for doing pretty much nothing. And I see people on Twitter saying how much they love these people, they want to be just like them, etc. WHY?
I’d love to see people like Annalynne McCord get more recognition for the work they do. Sadly, these days our brains are being fried by trash TV. People will sell their souls to get their 5 minutes of fame and I can only see it getting worse.
Knowing yourself and your strengths and weaknesses is something I think is really important. I think it’s a good idea to sit down and really analyse yourself and it’s something I do quite a lot. So, here it is, my honest opinion – what I like and don’t like about myself.
– I’m loyal. I don’t understand fickle people. Once I’m your friend I’m your friend for life and I’ll always be there for you.
– I have a positive outlook on life. I’m rarely in a bad mood and when I am it doesn’t last for long!
– I’m thick skinned. Other peoples’ opinions of me mean pretty much nothing to me. I know myself.
– I’m practical. I have my feet on the ground and I don’t entertain flights of fancy. I’m good at making solid plans for what I want to achieve.
– I’m organised. I make lists and everything has a place.
– I’m adventurous. I like to try new things, take risks and step out of my comfort zone.
– I have a good sense of humour and I can laugh at myself.
– I’m true to myself. I’m not afraid to be a lone wolf and stand up for what I believe it.
– I’m independent. I don’t need to rely on anyone for anything, I do it myself.
The not so good:
– I can be insensitive. This is the major one for me. I find it hard to relate to the general everyday problems that people have because to me they’re not problems. I have a kind of “get over it” mentality and I’m working on trying to understand people a bit better.
– I’m emotionally detached and cold. I never cry and I struggle to form bonds with people.
– I’m stubborn. I hate asking for help or admitting that I have a problem.
– I’m sometimes judgemental. I really try not to be but I know I am.
– I’m materialistic. Outward appearances like clothes and makeup are important to me, probably more important than they should be.
– I’m impatient. I don’t like waiting for anything, I don’t like going over the same things over and over again.
Nobody is perfect and our personalities make us who we are, including the bad parts. It’s up to each individual to recognise our flaws and decide whether we need to work on them or not. I’m lucky that the people close to me accept my weaknesses as well as my strengths and I hope they see that the good outweighs the bad (most of the time. 😂)
I know probably every blogger says this and it’s a bit of a cliché but for me, writing comes as naturally to me as breathing. I’ve been writing ever since I could hold a pen. English was my favourite subject at school and I dreamed of becoming a writer one day. I’m a realist though, and the older I got I realised I didn’t really have the discipline for it. To have to work to a deadline would start to make it feel like a chore for me. Blogging allows me to write about what I want, when I want, without having any added pressures.
I write every day. I don’t make blog posts every day but I always write something down. I usually get ideas for topics to write about in the daytime and I have to write them down so I don’t forget. I usually write in the evenings after my son has gone to bed and I make my blog posts then because more people are online to read them. I do most of my posts from my phone – it’s quicker and easier, but sometimes I like to write with a pen and paper. I find it’s actually easier when you want to read back and make changes to have it there in front of you in ink. I write at home, on the sofa next to my window but my favourite time for writing is when I’m on a long train journey. I’m going to London next week so hopefully then I’ll have some fresh ideas to start talking about!
I don’t think I’ll ever stop writing. Whilst I like the fact that people are reading it I do it mainly for myself. I love the process of getting my thoughts on paper and seeing the finished product of what I’m doing. I think everyone has something like this – not necessarily writing but some kind of creative process to use as an outlet for what you’re feeling that day. At least, I think everyone should have one. I’d encourage everyone to pick up a pen one day and just write whatever comes into your head – you don’t have to show it to anyone but it’s amazing what you discover about yourself when you just sit down and write. ☺
It’s been a while since I enjoyed a thriller this much. To be honest, this book was a bit of a surprise. From the cover and the description I thought it was going to be some sort of horror story, but actually it’s more of a fast paced murder mystery. This didn’t stop me liking it any less, though.
The story is about Nora, a writer and bit of a loner who receives an invitation to a hen party from her ex best friend Clare. Nora hasn’t seen Clare for 10 years and curiosity gets the better of her, so she decides to go along. The reason why Clare invited her is slowly revealed and things take a turn for the worse one night in the isolated cabin they are staying at.
I can’t quite put my finger on what I liked so much about this book. It was fast paced and fairly short for a novel, so all the action was packed into it really well. The character of Nina was great and reminded me a lot of myself. My only niggle with the book was Nora herself. Without giving away too many spoilers, I can’t believe someone would still be mooning over the same guy they went out with at age 16. I just didn’t find that bit believable so that’s why I’m giving the book 4/5 stars.