Well, it's that time of year again. The birthday. Just another day in ordinary life, except you're marking the number of years it's been since your poor mother pushed you out. Celebrating another year alive, contemplating how much you have (or haven't) changed or achieved in the last year and lets be honest, it's just another excuse for a jolly good knees up!
Well, I admit that I do feel grateful for all of my 20 years and I can't really complain but this last year has been one of many firsts, and not all nice ones. But in the last year I have had my first full time wage, my first (and second) car and gotten engaged :). The not so good things are mostly health related, I mean I know people say that your health worsens when you get older, but I thought that was when you are sat in your bloomers, long woolen skirt, jumper and cardigan with the heating cranked up to full and you're still sniffling with the delights of winter. However, I now know how to deal with my more emotional problems and in having such issues I have learned some vital life skills.
As a member of the younger generation, I celebrated my birthday with the traditional night round the town, which generally consists of a number of your closest and craziest trying to get you drunk on a pitiful number of drinks due to a terrible lack of funds being the result of poor employment and bad financial times (rant over) and making a complete fool out of yourself. Check! But then, I'm always making a rosy mule of myself :) haha.
Now then, what's on my list for next year? Hehe, wait and see ;). Keep smiling :) xxx
Sunday, 28 March 2010
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
Right, so second blog and I have to find something to talk about. I think judging by my terrible experience of house hunting this weekend I will write about how difficult it is to please my tastes!
So, my fiance will live in pretty much anything, I think a cardboard box would suit him just fine as long as he could curl up beside me and fall asleep with me every night. I, on the other hand, have much higher standards. In my dreams, I see a beautiful white castle with pink doors and windows and a grand lawn peppered with yellow daffodils and red tulips. There would be two immaculate white stallions waiting patiently on the extravagant driveway, barely burdened by the pristine carriage attached to their hides as they graze lazily on the luscious grass bordering the drive.
Sorry, no, in reality I know that would never happen. Well, not for £400 a month anyway! So my realistic requirements are:
1) I absolutely MUST have a bedroom that's big enough for AT LEAST two wardrobes or a large wardrobe and a chest of drawers, as well as a shoe rack and room for my books and some of my cuddly toys that simply MUST NOT be thrown away or given to charity!
2) There has to be parking for my Isabella (Fiat Brava) and it has to be close to the house otherwise I will feel bad about leaving her out there on her own. She has to feel loved otherwise she might not work properly for me as she will sulk.
3) I do not want noisy neighbours. That's not to say that I expect no noise at all, just not constant banging music (typical of students, much like my fiance) or fighting and shouting through the night. I have to get my beauty sleep or else hell, you would not like to meet me in a morning!
4) I really would love at least a small garden, so that in the summer I can get the fiance to get the BBQ out and invite a couple of friends round for a drink and a burger. My idea of a good night indeed :).
5) There has to be enough room for me to have my space when I'm in 'one of those moods'. If you're trapped in a confined room with me, when I'm in a screaming mood because something hasn't gone my way, I suggest a full suit of armor with added shield and maybe a pointy sword to keep me at bay. If you thought a fire breathing dragon looked scary, well in the words of Bachman Turner Overdrive, You ain't seen nothing yet! No seriously, I aren't that bad but I do like to have my own breathing space.
So yer, not hard to find a property with all that I thought when we started out. I thought wrong!! It turns out that I'm pickier than I thought, which doesn't help matters when your fiance loved every property you see! What also doesn't help when you are looking for your perfect place is when the estate agent doesn't turn up to let you in, leaving you looking like a right couple of stalkers standing on the corner of the street looking for a person that you have never seen before in your life and wondering if the old lady with the handbag staring at you is actually the woman you've come to see. Which obviously, she wasn't!
I guess we will just have to keep looking :)
So, my fiance will live in pretty much anything, I think a cardboard box would suit him just fine as long as he could curl up beside me and fall asleep with me every night. I, on the other hand, have much higher standards. In my dreams, I see a beautiful white castle with pink doors and windows and a grand lawn peppered with yellow daffodils and red tulips. There would be two immaculate white stallions waiting patiently on the extravagant driveway, barely burdened by the pristine carriage attached to their hides as they graze lazily on the luscious grass bordering the drive.
Sorry, no, in reality I know that would never happen. Well, not for £400 a month anyway! So my realistic requirements are:
1) I absolutely MUST have a bedroom that's big enough for AT LEAST two wardrobes or a large wardrobe and a chest of drawers, as well as a shoe rack and room for my books and some of my cuddly toys that simply MUST NOT be thrown away or given to charity!
2) There has to be parking for my Isabella (Fiat Brava) and it has to be close to the house otherwise I will feel bad about leaving her out there on her own. She has to feel loved otherwise she might not work properly for me as she will sulk.
3) I do not want noisy neighbours. That's not to say that I expect no noise at all, just not constant banging music (typical of students, much like my fiance) or fighting and shouting through the night. I have to get my beauty sleep or else hell, you would not like to meet me in a morning!
4) I really would love at least a small garden, so that in the summer I can get the fiance to get the BBQ out and invite a couple of friends round for a drink and a burger. My idea of a good night indeed :).
5) There has to be enough room for me to have my space when I'm in 'one of those moods'. If you're trapped in a confined room with me, when I'm in a screaming mood because something hasn't gone my way, I suggest a full suit of armor with added shield and maybe a pointy sword to keep me at bay. If you thought a fire breathing dragon looked scary, well in the words of Bachman Turner Overdrive, You ain't seen nothing yet! No seriously, I aren't that bad but I do like to have my own breathing space.
So yer, not hard to find a property with all that I thought when we started out. I thought wrong!! It turns out that I'm pickier than I thought, which doesn't help matters when your fiance loved every property you see! What also doesn't help when you are looking for your perfect place is when the estate agent doesn't turn up to let you in, leaving you looking like a right couple of stalkers standing on the corner of the street looking for a person that you have never seen before in your life and wondering if the old lady with the handbag staring at you is actually the woman you've come to see. Which obviously, she wasn't!
I guess we will just have to keep looking :)
Wednesday, 10 March 2010
Getting Started
They say that the beginning of a relationship is always the sweetest time. Getting to know the other person, trying to disguise your bad habits whilst digging around for theirs. The shy glances and quick kisses and butterflies fluttering in your tummy every time you see them walk towards you. Believing you have found 'the One' after the first couple of weeks of dating and gushing about how gorgeous he is to your girlfriend or how sexy she is to your mates in the pub.
They also say that you will have your rocky moments, ones that will shake your ship from the dock and toss you from wave to wave until you feel like you will capsize. But that same person will either sink you or bail you out and set the course of true love back on the right track. I have been lucky so far. I've been bailed out more times than you can imagine, but equally as such I've held the bucket and heaved a few pails full of water out of the stern myself. My fiance and I have quickly realised the importance of being able to rely upon and trust one another. Knowing that if I fail in something, he will pick me up and place me back on my feet to get back in the race is such a warm feeling inside that it really cannot be replaced.
This process can be found in other types of relationships too, like friendships and family relations. You have your ups and down and when you're hurtling down that rollercoaster you feel your stomach fall through your feet and sometimes you wonder if you're going to complete the dip and come up the other side. It's all part of the prolonged torment of life. But if I'm honest, I wouldn't swap any of it.
So the point of this blog? This is the start of another relationship, a virtual one. One that involves my imagination, my laptop and a working set of typing fingers. I hope that you readers enjoy reading my blogs as much as I'm sure I'm going to enjoy writing them. :)
They also say that you will have your rocky moments, ones that will shake your ship from the dock and toss you from wave to wave until you feel like you will capsize. But that same person will either sink you or bail you out and set the course of true love back on the right track. I have been lucky so far. I've been bailed out more times than you can imagine, but equally as such I've held the bucket and heaved a few pails full of water out of the stern myself. My fiance and I have quickly realised the importance of being able to rely upon and trust one another. Knowing that if I fail in something, he will pick me up and place me back on my feet to get back in the race is such a warm feeling inside that it really cannot be replaced.
This process can be found in other types of relationships too, like friendships and family relations. You have your ups and down and when you're hurtling down that rollercoaster you feel your stomach fall through your feet and sometimes you wonder if you're going to complete the dip and come up the other side. It's all part of the prolonged torment of life. But if I'm honest, I wouldn't swap any of it.
So the point of this blog? This is the start of another relationship, a virtual one. One that involves my imagination, my laptop and a working set of typing fingers. I hope that you readers enjoy reading my blogs as much as I'm sure I'm going to enjoy writing them. :)
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