Monday, 28 February 2011

Theatre Land

I am terribly excited for this week. One because it was pay day at the weekend and doing lots of bank shifts has worked in my favour. I can spoil myself a little :)

Secondly, due to my extra pay I have finally booked tickets to see some shows I have wanted to see for ages. Some people spend their pennies on shoes, perfumes and my vice are shows. There is nothing better than sitting in a seat and watching a story develop LIVE in front of you. I find it mesmerising!

This Friday I am seeing Priscilla Queen of the Desert in London. It is a show I have particularly wanted to see for a while but have needed to see it before the 5th March. One of my favourite shows is Home and Away! (Laura and Ruth share this excitement for this show as much as I do!). It's an Australian soap and one of the characters has taken leave from the show to come and do Priscilla in London! Ray Meagher is a true Aussie and leaves the show this Saturday so I have managed to get tickets with my friend Mike for the day before he leaves *wipes brow.* And will I be one of the crazy fans at the stage door afterwards? Of course!

It's a really camp show full of drag queens, a bus and the Australian desert - so it will be lively to say the least!

I am also really lucky because my local theatre is owned by one of the biggest theatre companies the the UK. So I have booked tickets to see Avenue Q (basically the Muppets but for adults) for the end of March and Footloose (needs no explanation, amazing show and better than Fame!) in May!

I cannot wait to hop into theatre land soon!

Wednesday, 23 February 2011

Pronunciation & Accents

A couple of weeks ago a meme circulated around people's blogs. I have finally gotten around to taking part. It is basically a video on how I or we or us pronounce certain words and put our accent to things. Have a go! It is really interesting....and just so you know there's a reason I look awful in the video. I was recovering from a hangover. I literally had a PJ day, was tired and did not bother to brush my hair.

Aunt, Route, Wash, Oil, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, Sure, Data, Ruin, Crayon, Toilet, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Spitting image, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Syrup, Pajamas, Caught.
What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
What is the bug that when you touch it, it curls into a ball?
What is the bubbly carbonated drink called?
What do you call gym shoes?
What do you say to address a group of people?
What do you call the kind of spider that has an oval-shaped body and extremely long legs?
What do you call your grandparents?
What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
What do you call it when rain falls while the sun is shining?
What is the thing you change the TV channel with?

Wednesday, 16 February 2011

I need a fish doctor.

For those who follow me on twitter or are facebook pals with me you probably know what I am talking about. On the 11th Feb my older sister Nicola turned 28! She said she really wanted to go to a spa and a try a new therapy. I had no idea it would involve Fish!

"Doctor Fish"

My sister and I getting our treatment.

The birthday girl and her fiancĂ© having their treatment.

Close up of doctor fish.

The fish live off old debris. In some countries they are called Hoover fish because live at the bottom of rivers eating away at old materials in the water bed. They did exactly the same to our feet. As gross as it may sound they ate away at our dead skin, it's their diet and they went crazy.

It really TICKLED and at first we kept wanting to shove them away. After a while your feet sort of de-synthesise and you barely notice them. As well as sucking off at your dead skin they also stimulate blood flow. After the treatment my feet sort of felt more alive and had more colour to them for sure. In some countries this sort of therapy is banned because it is seen as inhumane. In the UK it is mainly used for people with dermatological problems such as eczema and psoriasis. Where skin cells build up too quickly causing patches of very dry and itchy skin. My feet felt so much smoother afterwards.

Let's face it, it's not everyday you have a school of fish wanting to swim around your feet and 'clean' them :)

Sunday, 13 February 2011

Guess what I chose?

So this is going to be a quick post because I feel awful. I think people call it a 'Hangover.' I prefer 'the effects after a good night out' ha!

Remember a couple of weeks ago I asked you which dress you'd prefer for my birthday girl dress?

So I went for dress number 3! I was planning on getting all the dresses then seeing what each looked like and sending two of them back. Well number one they did not have in stock and number 2 just did not suit. The colour was beautiful but the fit just did not feel all there. All your choices showed it was a two horse race between 2 and 3.

This is the only picture I have of me virtually full length in it. I loved wearing it with my black spider laced heels. I loved the sleeves being ruffled - made it look so different. Even girls were stopping me in the club commenting so I definitely chose the right one.

As for the night? It was good and drank way too much. I very RARELY drink. I have the odd glass of wine maybe but I have to be in the mood to drink alcohol. Otherwise I am more than happy with a glass of diet Coke sans ice haha!

Also, for my birthday I received a voucher to have a professional hair cut. I did not have much taken off because I like having long-ish hair. I have to say my hairdresser was brutally honest and said "you have nice hair why are you not taking care of it?!" I had no response because I don't look after my hair. I use products but I am forever subjecting it to my straightening irons, blow drying it and not exactly kind when brushing it. Anyone else guilty of this? So it looks a little shorter but she put a deep conditioner on it that lasts 3 weeks and it FEELS so much better!!!

So this post wasn't really a quick one but your're updated. I'm going back to bed to sleep off this self inflicting syndrome. Have a great week :)

Saturday, 12 February 2011

I have a secret to share.

A couple of weeks ago I revealed that I was taking part in Holly's blog secret. It's where you write a post on a secret you have never shared before and someone else posts it, just not under your name. So my secret is not on here it is on someone else's blog. So today I am posting an anonymous person's secret. I have no idea who they are and I have never heard their secret before. This is not my secret. It is their's to share, my blog is just the platform to where it is kept. If you want to see a list of everyone's secrets then head over to Holly's blog. You never know you might find mine ;).

Welcome to Blog Secret 2011!

"Eight years ago, I met a girl. She was not merely a girl though. She was perfect in every way that I could describe. She was always smiling, funny as hell and never let anything get her down. She had long, fiery red hair; deep blue eyes that held emotion like magic. By the time that I was 15, I knew that I had fallen in love with her. I was dying to tell her how much I wanted to hold her and love her and be with her; how I wanted to run my fingers through her soft hair. The thought of kissing her was like sweet, sweet water in the middle of a hopeless desert.

You might have been able to anticipate (since this is a post about a secret) that I am also a girl. What you might have not anticipated, however, is that I was already dating a boy. It was a new relationship at the time, maybe a few weeks. He didn't know about my secret love for my friend. She had came over to my house to stay the night. I made a giant bed on the floor for us, like any girl would at a sleepover. I mean, it's almost code.

We ended up sending a note back and forth, as silly as that is. She told me that she thought she loved someone. As my eyes read this, I didn't know whether my heart was going to sink or soar. I scribbled back, asking who the guy was. She hesitated, and drew an arrow to my sloppy handwriting. At first, I didn't realize what she had meant. I was, I suppose, in a shocked state. It wasn't until she pointed her sweet, small finger at me that I figured it out. I gasped. She hid under the blanket. I wrote down, in both fear and joy, "I think I love you too" before setting it on her pillow and flipping over with my back to her.

I don't think we wrote anything else that night. It was a night full of confusion and terror and rejoicing and worry. I didn't even think about what my boyfriend would think. We didn't do anything but go to sleep pondering what all of this meant. I wish that I could've read what she was thinking. I don't know what it would've sounded like.

For a while, we skirted around without my boyfriend knowing. We would go hang out at the mall and end up cuddling on a bench. I remember the first time she let me kiss her, and it left my head spinning. I remember the way her cheeks slightly pinked, and her head bowed down, her eyes hitting the space between her shoes. She would stay the night and we would hold each other. We never did anything more. We were truly in love.

I wonder sometimes, if she regretted me; especially after I decided to stay with my boyfriend. She wanted me to leave him and come out and be with her openly. I was not ready for that step. She was hurt deeply to a place where she never wanted to see me again. I chose him and broke her heart, and to this day, when I look at him, I wonder if I made the right choice. I don't know if I was meant to be with him. He was and is still the only man I have been attracted to, and it's nowhere near the intensity that I still am attracted to her.

If I wasn't such a chicken, I would still have her I believe. I think about her all of the time. Does she still think about me? I will never know, because she will never see me again. I've tried to get a hold of her, but the wound is still very deep. I still love her with all that I am.

I'm a lesbian who is dating a man, and in love with a woman, and I haven't been able to tell anyone; until now.

Happy Blogging." 

From reading this, it is a heavy secret to keep and I am proud that my blog is where it will be kept. If you comment, I only ask you to be kind :). Thank you, whoever you are, for sharing.

Thursday, 10 February 2011

I {heart} birthdays!

Thank you for all your lovely birthday messages once again. I had such a great 22nd birthday, sometimes I wish we had more than one a year :).

I woke up at 06.28am to a birthday text from my Mum. It was the time I was born and she always makes a note of doing something at that exact time. I fell asleep again soon after but I loved the sentiment. I then got up little while later to see this...

 And demolish it into this...

It may sound like a weird present but the main thing I asked for was a new TV stand. I bought a new black plasma TV just after Christmas but it didn't go with my old silver one. So I got a nice new wooden one which fits in nicely! I received some lovely jewellery, dvds, clothes, candles and to have my hair cut professionally. I am having that done tomorrow, will let you know how that goes.

During the day I went with my friend Oli to see A Little Bit of Heaven. I was pre-warned by my sister it was a tear jerker but oh boy! I blubbed and sobbed to the point I felt exhausted with crying. It was such a good movie and very well acted. If you don't mind the crying part then go see it! In the evening I went out for a family meal which was lovely lovely lovely!!!

The best part of my birthday? Was yesterday because I went and saw....WICKED: The Musical!

I have to say I think it is my favourite musical I have ever seen and I barely knew half the songs. It was SO well staged, the story telling was beautiful and it was an all round fantastic evening! I think it is safe to say I have now been GA-LINDAFIED!

I thoroughly enjoyed my birthday. I still have two more birthday meals to go to and my birthday night out on Saturday. I will do a re-cap of that night so you can see what dress I eventually chose. Tomorrow is my older sister Nicola's 28th birthday and I am going out with her to celebrate after my hair cut. All I will say is we are having a massage that involves fish...I'll keep you guessing.

Tuesday, 8 February 2011

It's My Birthday!

Today I am 22 years old!

Thank you all so much to the people who have tweeted, facebook-ed, emailed and messaged me to wish me a lovely day. I am going out for a family meal tonight and seeing Wicked the musical in the London west end tomorrow night. Very excited!!!

I have my friend Oli from Spain staying with me at the moment which is really special! My one hope for my 22nd year? To get to New York! There's no stopping me.

Picture from my 21st birthday last year.

Thank you again. I am off to eat my weight in chocolate cake.

Sunday, 6 February 2011

The Joy of Words

'Reading without reflecting is like eating without digesting'

I love that quote by Edmund Burke. One of the many things I have LOVED since getting my nursing qualification is being able to read books that I want to read. I still enjoy reading books related to nursing but it is so nice to have the time to read and have the choice about what I read as well. I love to read, it is one of my favourite hobbies ever! So I want to share with you the books I read towards the end of last year and one day, if you can, immerse yourselves in their stories :)

Taking Charge Of Your Fertility by Toni Weschler - I have done a post and video on this. I cannot praise it enough. I learnt so much in 415 pages! It was the sex ed class I never had.

One Day by David Nicholls - This book moved me and I could not put it down. It was recommended to me by my friend Sam. Since reading it it has become an international best seller and I am not surprised. One Day is about a girl called Emma and a guy called Dexter who meet at university. From then on they decide to be firm friends but it is evident they have this connection. Dex goes on to live the lives we can only dream of but it is tinged with a lot of unhappiness. Emma goes onto the have the life she did not plan but proves that with enough fight you can get where you want. The book follows them over the next 20 years of their lives. The author was witty and I was fixated by the Emma/Dexter will they wont they? Get it and read it. It is all I can say! And trust me once you finish reading it you will want to visit Edinburgh, Scotland because I am planning on it!

The Gift by Cecelia Ahern - Ahern (PS I Love You, Where Rainbows End) is one of my favourite authors. She takes daily life and reflects upon it so vividly in her books. I have come away from all her books thinking "she needs to be my counsellor or something!" The Gift is about a guy called Lou Suffern who struggles with time. He has a top notch job, a beautiful family and is filthy rich. He is just useless at prioritising and his work comes before family. Then he meets a homeless man called Gabe who gives him the unexpected gift of time. It is just how wisely Lou uses it to help sort out his life. The only thing I am not so keen on is the language Ahern uses in it at times. You can still write a good book without the swear words.

A Funny Thing About Love by Rebecca Farnworth - Is it shameful of me to admit I only bought this because the author had the same name as me? haha. This book was really really sweet and I loved reading it. It is about a comedy agent called Carmen who is divorced, infertile and just wants to be happy and find love. She decides to change her life by moving, write her own comedy series and find love somewhere else. I found it quite entertaining and light hearted about a woman who needs to realise that love is not the problem. It's the men she chooses.

The Legacy by Katherine Webb - Please read this book! It was voted Britain's best summer read and I totally agree. Could. Not. Put. It. Down. At. All. Where do I start? It is based on two stories that come together so well. It starts with two sisters who need to sort through their late grandmothers belongings. In doing so they try to question why their grandmother was so bitter and why their cousin Henry disappeared all those summers ago. As they go through her stuff they find history that dates back to old century Oklahoma and the love story that started and ended there. It was so beautifully told and I found my heart breaking. I have recommended it to so many people and they have all told me how powerful the story telling was.

Same Kind of Different as Me - This had to be my favourite book I read in 2010 - it was utterly compelling. It was part of the Bloom book club and my friend Laura also highly praised it. I have read some Christian novels before so I was keen to read this! It is written by two Christian men (Ron Hall and Denver Moore) and is a true story. Ron tells the touching story of how he was a Christian who went to church on Sundays because it was the thing 'good Christians' did. Then his wife is diagnosed with terminal cancer and he meets a homeless man Denver at a shelter. I cried on most pages! I cried at Denver's story and background which led him to serving the Lord as passionately as he does. I cried when Ron just prayed for miracle for his wife to be healed. I have never been a big believer in miracles before reading this book. And even though it wasn't the miracle I wanted when reading it, there were many miracles throughout it. I found it to be so passionate about a man (Denver), who came from the pits of virtually nothing, taught a rich man (Ron), who had everything you could ask for, that if you believe and have faith miracles can happen. If you read any book in this list, it is this true story hands down!

Have you read any of these books?!

Thursday, 3 February 2011

Fertility Awareness.

Last year I talked about my non-existent menstrual cycle and I wish this was a post announcing there has been a shift. It isn't...but my friend recommended this book and I could not help but do a blog video praising it. If you choose to watch it I apologise already for the state of my bed in the background and for the amount of times I say the word 'brilliant.'

  • In sex education one thing we were not told is that there is only 3-4 days a month where we can fall pregnant. I always used to think that once we ovulated we could fall pregnant any time up until the period comes. How wrong was I to think that? And now I have a better understanding of why some people find it so frustrating to fall pregnant.
  • It illustrates how to chart your cycles brilliantly.
  • The fertility awareness method (FAM) teaches you that you are fertile when your cervical fluid is clear, there has been an increase in your body temperature for so many days and a change in feeling your cervix. The last part you do not have to do. The book explains you can be aware of your fertility by just your cervical fluid and basal temperature. If you do not present these fertile signs then you cannot fall pregnant.
  • You do not need to ingest any medication to do this. I think it is my favourite part about the FAM. 
  • The only disadvantage is to not 'swear by it' until you have practised for a couple of months. You need to be aware of your fertility and gain a better understanding of your cycle whether or not your trying for a baby. 
  • I love that this can be a way of life and that you can become so in tune with how your reproductive cycle works. From experience I know the most annoying thing about my cycle (or lack of!) is not knowing what is happening! This book has cleared up SO many questions and even though yes I have a fertility problem. I am not defined by it in any way, shape or form.
If you have any other questions email me or buy the book. It is designed for every woman of the reproductive age. It is around £12.00 or around about $16.00 in the US.

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