Wednesday, 31 August 2011
Fashion Forward
Did you hear that Rosie Huntington-Whitely and, (more importantly...) Ryan Reynolds, are the new faces of M&S A/W? Can you believe? Sales of the Autograph range are bound to sky rocket with women everywhere wanting to recreate the look of Mr Reynolds. Genius M&S... bravo.
As you edge your toes into summer, we are of course... crashing into Autumn, but, the good news is that the shops are filled with clothes and boots the shades of autumn folliage. I don't have much, (read... next to no...) spare cash to indulge in anything as frivilous as clothing for body or feet, if it's not less than a third of it's original price, I feel guilty purchasing. But, faced with so much gorgeous stuff screaming at me, plus, I don't want to look like a bag lady. I'm wrestling with the conundrum of choosing maybe two items... at the most... out of at least 22 that I'd love.
Okay, so, you can window shop with me...
These are very Nina-esque are they not? http://www.next.co.uk/x483314s1#390749x48
Okay, I'm torn between looking good and comfort, so... http://www.next.co.uk/x483322s1#356818x48
I realise that there is a boot theme going on but I'm more comfortable in boots...
http://www.next.co.uk/x482328s5#382796x48
Not sure about these... what do we think? I mean, it's not like I'm going anywhere but if I do... do we like them or they like... stripper shoes? Think, especially plain, black dress, paired with... http://www.next.co.uk/x48306s2#801762x48
The End is Definitely Nigh
I set my alarm clock to wake me earlier this morning. Not tomorrow early, just half an hour earlier than I have been getting up, in order to ease me in gently back into work mode. My brain however, was way ahead of me and I woke much earlier than scheduled, it's obviously starting to get back into routine, all on it's own.
Got up today, (31st August, just to check you're with me...) and my "use by 6 Sept" milk was off. What the heck is going on with my milk? And... why does it keep expiring prematurely? Is my fridge nothing more than a cupboard with a light that doesn't work? I have found a silver lining to the impending cold weather... I can keep my milk outside.
It was so great catching up this morning, not that I don't always enjoy our chats but when I put down the phone, I felt like we'd had a proper girlie catch up, all that was missing was me being there in person... and wine. You did make me laugh though and I love that we can be honest with each other. I don't have anyone else that will tell me, with love, that I'm delusional. Thank heaven for you ;)
So, I'm here, in my window, for one last morning until I return to work. My friend is behind the bar, and she's done my coffee just how I like it, (the last couple of day's haven't been so great,) so it feels like an extra treat today.
There is a man pacing up and down, in front of my window. He's smoking, gesticulating like a conductor with the cigarette hand, whilst talking on his phone. His coffee and laptop are in here, with me. What ever is up... he's not happy.
As I was saying earlier, it's chilly. I'm wearing a sleeveless, wrap around top as a last nod to summer, and my cream jacket... probably also it's last outing before it's washed and packed away until Spring. Jacket hasn't come off as it's too... well, chilly.
As usual, you and R have given me much to think about, thank you, I love that you remind me that there are options out there. To some extent, I feel like I've had the rug pulled out from under me recently with the realisation that work is sucking the life out of me, family, family health problems, general life stuff. I may be sitting on my backside, on the rug, but I'm fine, just have a lot of stuff flying around my brain at the moment with no safe landing place in sight. I will however, be upright and fixing the rug shortly. How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time.
Whatever health issues come up for family, as you know, you have no control over what happens, all you can do is offer offer support. What will be, will be.
Pacing man is back outside... pacing, for a third time. He really needs to chill.
I think walking is an excellent idea. It's brilliant exercise and who knows... you may even break into a jog before the month is out ;) I also think keeping a record, even if it's only to me, is a good idea too, it may help motivate!
I had a list of things in my head that I might do today but, the reality is, I don't think I can be bothered. I know that sounds terrible. I'll leave here to buy a birthday present for L and it's payday so I need to stock up on essentials like Evening Primrose Oil, (trust me... it's essential.) I'll also hit the supermarket which will save me a trip towards the end of the week, then it'll be home to tidy and get everything ready for tomorrow.
I now have two men, on phones, pacing before my window, it's getting busy out there.
Only toning for me today, hip is still bothersome, if it doesn't improve soon, may have to go and annoy the doc.
It's now almost 2pm, I got confirmation that my phone package has been changed, and as a thank you... they've given me 100 free texts to use before the end of the month. Do you think they know the end of the month is midnight? Still, it's the thought that counts... I suppose. If only I knew 100 people. I will try out the texting to you later on, don't want to do it now, just in case it worked and woke you.
They didn't have the miso soup that I was going to buy, well... they did but I'm not paying £3.59 for four sachets, that's ridiculous. Healthy eating switch over isn't happening either, I was craving cheese for some reason so tomorrow... I'll defninitely be back on track.
Got up today, (31st August, just to check you're with me...) and my "use by 6 Sept" milk was off. What the heck is going on with my milk? And... why does it keep expiring prematurely? Is my fridge nothing more than a cupboard with a light that doesn't work? I have found a silver lining to the impending cold weather... I can keep my milk outside.
It was so great catching up this morning, not that I don't always enjoy our chats but when I put down the phone, I felt like we'd had a proper girlie catch up, all that was missing was me being there in person... and wine. You did make me laugh though and I love that we can be honest with each other. I don't have anyone else that will tell me, with love, that I'm delusional. Thank heaven for you ;)
So, I'm here, in my window, for one last morning until I return to work. My friend is behind the bar, and she's done my coffee just how I like it, (the last couple of day's haven't been so great,) so it feels like an extra treat today.
There is a man pacing up and down, in front of my window. He's smoking, gesticulating like a conductor with the cigarette hand, whilst talking on his phone. His coffee and laptop are in here, with me. What ever is up... he's not happy.
As I was saying earlier, it's chilly. I'm wearing a sleeveless, wrap around top as a last nod to summer, and my cream jacket... probably also it's last outing before it's washed and packed away until Spring. Jacket hasn't come off as it's too... well, chilly.
As usual, you and R have given me much to think about, thank you, I love that you remind me that there are options out there. To some extent, I feel like I've had the rug pulled out from under me recently with the realisation that work is sucking the life out of me, family, family health problems, general life stuff. I may be sitting on my backside, on the rug, but I'm fine, just have a lot of stuff flying around my brain at the moment with no safe landing place in sight. I will however, be upright and fixing the rug shortly. How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time.
Whatever health issues come up for family, as you know, you have no control over what happens, all you can do is offer offer support. What will be, will be.
Pacing man is back outside... pacing, for a third time. He really needs to chill.
I think walking is an excellent idea. It's brilliant exercise and who knows... you may even break into a jog before the month is out ;) I also think keeping a record, even if it's only to me, is a good idea too, it may help motivate!
I had a list of things in my head that I might do today but, the reality is, I don't think I can be bothered. I know that sounds terrible. I'll leave here to buy a birthday present for L and it's payday so I need to stock up on essentials like Evening Primrose Oil, (trust me... it's essential.) I'll also hit the supermarket which will save me a trip towards the end of the week, then it'll be home to tidy and get everything ready for tomorrow.
I now have two men, on phones, pacing before my window, it's getting busy out there.
Only toning for me today, hip is still bothersome, if it doesn't improve soon, may have to go and annoy the doc.
It's now almost 2pm, I got confirmation that my phone package has been changed, and as a thank you... they've given me 100 free texts to use before the end of the month. Do you think they know the end of the month is midnight? Still, it's the thought that counts... I suppose. If only I knew 100 people. I will try out the texting to you later on, don't want to do it now, just in case it worked and woke you.
They didn't have the miso soup that I was going to buy, well... they did but I'm not paying £3.59 for four sachets, that's ridiculous. Healthy eating switch over isn't happening either, I was craving cheese for some reason so tomorrow... I'll defninitely be back on track.
Tuesday, 30 August 2011
30th August
Today has been rehashed at the last minute, due to unforeseen circumstances, but that's fine. I'm here in Starbucks, but was meant to be somewhere else, and I'm just going to take my time as I have no where else to be. It's suddenly very dark outside and it looks like it's winter, although I'm still in short sleeves... and the boots, but I've worn those all summer.
I got a message from a friend in Singapore on route back from Oz this morning, and I have another friend mid air on the way back from NYC in the wake of Hurricane Irene, doesn't the world seem smaller these days?
I almost got up and phoned you this morning as I temporarily forgot what day it was, fingers crossed I remember in the morning eh?
After a very leisurely morning, I set off to visit S for around 1.30, and didn't leave until almost 5pm. This is what it's like when we haven't seen each other for months. It was lovely, and we covered every topic from family to world events. S agrees that I need a new job, I really need to prioritise this.
I've had a last day of eating poor food choices, I've been relatively good but I am on holiday after all so I felt like I should cheat a little. My stomach isn't totally happy and to be honest, I'll be glad to get back to my usual, tried and tested fare as I know that it won't upset me.
Today is my last late night! I have had a ball staying up late but it's almost time to get back to the reality of rising before 4am everyday. Speaking of which... I'm off to job hunt x
Monday, 29 August 2011
And so...
So, my time off is almost over. You know what I love about being off and out of the work routine? It gives me a taste of real life. The whole world is living this life that I am not a part of. They all know what it's like to stay up until midnight. What it's like to sleep in until 7am... or, wait for it ... 7.45am.
Life is about having conversations, about laughing, about not feeling guilty about staying up past 8pm and not balking at not waking before 4am. Who in their right mind thinks they've overslept at 3.45am for heavens sake? As my nephew so succinctly put it... "but it has a 3 in it!" He does have a point.
Do I want to carry on as I am, isolated from the world and the world's time line? Isolated from the rest of the world's routine? Do I want to sleep while the rest of the world has conversations and laughs out loud? How has the laughter not woken me so far?
Maybe it's time to change. I have a theory. You can change your life or life can change you. If you procrastinate, as I do... a lot, the universe may lose patience and start to change things without your approval. If that happens, you'd better catch on quick and hold on tight for the ride.
My cousin, that keeps me sane, and God Mother, (who knew they would come in so handy?) has just read me my horoscope, she also told me that she doesn't read her own anymore, she just reads mine, so here goes; "You need to be firm with people who can’t hear what you’re saying. You want to get a better grip on a situation and if that means a tougher approach, so be it. Current aspects are a signal of positive change. And what’s on offer will take you to a new place. Eventually, everything will unfold just as you hoped it would. It's a case of finding that delicate balance." Astrologer Barbara Dunn is, frankly, spooky. I will be checking on her page from now on.
Life is about having conversations, about laughing, about not feeling guilty about staying up past 8pm and not balking at not waking before 4am. Who in their right mind thinks they've overslept at 3.45am for heavens sake? As my nephew so succinctly put it... "but it has a 3 in it!" He does have a point.
Do I want to carry on as I am, isolated from the world and the world's time line? Isolated from the rest of the world's routine? Do I want to sleep while the rest of the world has conversations and laughs out loud? How has the laughter not woken me so far?
Maybe it's time to change. I have a theory. You can change your life or life can change you. If you procrastinate, as I do... a lot, the universe may lose patience and start to change things without your approval. If that happens, you'd better catch on quick and hold on tight for the ride.
My cousin, that keeps me sane, and God Mother, (who knew they would come in so handy?) has just read me my horoscope, she also told me that she doesn't read her own anymore, she just reads mine, so here goes; "You need to be firm with people who can’t hear what you’re saying. You want to get a better grip on a situation and if that means a tougher approach, so be it. Current aspects are a signal of positive change. And what’s on offer will take you to a new place. Eventually, everything will unfold just as you hoped it would. It's a case of finding that delicate balance." Astrologer Barbara Dunn is, frankly, spooky. I will be checking on her page from now on.
August Bank Holiday 2011
It's Bank Holiday Monday and, as is tradition, it's raining. This place is busy already. I'll be leaving long before it gets truly busy, and too busy for comfort.
I worked out this morning, first time in four days. I only did 25 minutes, then some stretches as I keep being told to stretch. My hips and lower back are so tight, no wonder everything hurts and the nagging is getting louder. I must try harder. Note to self... stretch woman.
No plans for the rest of the day, I may have a one woman film fest or talk myself into clearing out more of my wardrobe.
I still have two friends to catch up with. Hopefully, we will do that prior to returning to work but time is rapidly running out and I may have to factor in, after-return-to-work meetings, but soon. This year is evaporating.
I worked out this morning, first time in four days. I only did 25 minutes, then some stretches as I keep being told to stretch. My hips and lower back are so tight, no wonder everything hurts and the nagging is getting louder. I must try harder. Note to self... stretch woman.
No plans for the rest of the day, I may have a one woman film fest or talk myself into clearing out more of my wardrobe.
I still have two friends to catch up with. Hopefully, we will do that prior to returning to work but time is rapidly running out and I may have to factor in, after-return-to-work meetings, but soon. This year is evaporating.
It's Sunday
Something I don't think I've mentioned before. You know that I love to write, I love the journalistic stylings of Carrie Bradshaw... (I do know that she's fictitious, don't worry,) but did you know that my ancestors happened to be Bradshaw's? You know me and my signs? I'm taking it as a sign, so you're stuck with me... and my writing.
So, Sunday... it was so great to catch up with you. You sound great and you sound well, you sound like you! And now that my inherited phone is compatible with NZ providers... and you can text me, (pause for drama and excitement...) I feel a few thousand miles closer to you... isn't technology grand?
In the space of my 12 minute journey here this morning, I had brilliant, shade inducing sunshine, a watery rainbow and torrential rain. Tell me the truth... you miss this don't you?
It's lunch at B's today. She has a family friend staying, I haven't seen FF for at least 3 years, so it will be good to catch up. I'm in mustard and teal today. Sounds disgusting but I think it goes. However, family friend has launched own fashion line, so I probably should have re-thought outfit still... too late now.
No workout again for me. Left hip is still nagging and I do feel lazy but I'm thinking it should be rested.
Trying to decided whether to kill time before heading for lunch or to go home for an hour or so and come back out?
Sunday lunch and afternoon was lovely. I stayed out and wandered around like a lost sole in case you were wondering. Finally got to B's and she'd done a lovely roast lamb dinner and it was really good to catch up with family friend. FF did something very sweet, on one of the most important day's of my life, almost 8 years ago. She probably doesn't even know what she did, but I will never forget it and I should have told her long before now. I've just decided that I'll write to tell her, and then it's something she can keep if she'd like to. I think it's important to tell people that they are special. Someone asked me if I knew I was special recently... I didn't. Someone may not realise that they are, and being told that they are, may mean the world to someone. You ought to know but just in case... you are special.
So, Sunday... it was so great to catch up with you. You sound great and you sound well, you sound like you! And now that my inherited phone is compatible with NZ providers... and you can text me, (pause for drama and excitement...) I feel a few thousand miles closer to you... isn't technology grand?
In the space of my 12 minute journey here this morning, I had brilliant, shade inducing sunshine, a watery rainbow and torrential rain. Tell me the truth... you miss this don't you?
It's lunch at B's today. She has a family friend staying, I haven't seen FF for at least 3 years, so it will be good to catch up. I'm in mustard and teal today. Sounds disgusting but I think it goes. However, family friend has launched own fashion line, so I probably should have re-thought outfit still... too late now.
No workout again for me. Left hip is still nagging and I do feel lazy but I'm thinking it should be rested.
Trying to decided whether to kill time before heading for lunch or to go home for an hour or so and come back out?
Sunday lunch and afternoon was lovely. I stayed out and wandered around like a lost sole in case you were wondering. Finally got to B's and she'd done a lovely roast lamb dinner and it was really good to catch up with family friend. FF did something very sweet, on one of the most important day's of my life, almost 8 years ago. She probably doesn't even know what she did, but I will never forget it and I should have told her long before now. I've just decided that I'll write to tell her, and then it's something she can keep if she'd like to. I think it's important to tell people that they are special. Someone asked me if I knew I was special recently... I didn't. Someone may not realise that they are, and being told that they are, may mean the world to someone. You ought to know but just in case... you are special.
Saturday, 27 August 2011
August 27th
Just as I am finally embracing, and comfortable with parading my kinky, wavy, frizz of a hair do around in public without a care in the world, Ive just read in In Style magazine, that it's time to dust off the Ghd's because the whisper is that poker straight hair is on the horizon again. Typical.
Also on the agenda, as a direct result of the Middleton effect, is dressing demurely. Demure dressing is apparently, "fresh, modern and youthful." It's just in the nick of time in my opinion, I was wondering how much less people were going to wear, when you see the likes of Rihanna, Britney and Christina Aguilera on TV, the only place they had left to go was naked.
It's still August, the rain is hammering down and people are walking past my window in knee high boots.
Met up with God Daughter and my sister. It was good to catch up, we spent 90 minutes discussing birthday's, what we've been up to, our current 5 year plans. The last pair of 5 year plans we compiled together, over a bottle of wine, well, point one was; we need a new plan. We couldn't even remember anything else on the plan. Anyway, it was good to catch up and I suggested that we didn't leave it so long until the next time.
I got home for 2, and decided on a lazy afternoon. A friend recently and passionately articulated the virtues of the film; "When Harry Met Sally." So, I had a lazy afternoon to kill and thought it was about time I got reacquainted, it's years since I last saw it. Friend was right, funny, endearing and poignant, among other things.
Just going back to SATC by the way... I have to broadcast this important fact. I thought Kim Cattrall looked Amazonian in this but I've seen this woman in real life, close up, on stage. She is tall but positively tiny, SJP must be absolutely pocket sized.
Also on the agenda, as a direct result of the Middleton effect, is dressing demurely. Demure dressing is apparently, "fresh, modern and youthful." It's just in the nick of time in my opinion, I was wondering how much less people were going to wear, when you see the likes of Rihanna, Britney and Christina Aguilera on TV, the only place they had left to go was naked.
It's still August, the rain is hammering down and people are walking past my window in knee high boots.
Met up with God Daughter and my sister. It was good to catch up, we spent 90 minutes discussing birthday's, what we've been up to, our current 5 year plans. The last pair of 5 year plans we compiled together, over a bottle of wine, well, point one was; we need a new plan. We couldn't even remember anything else on the plan. Anyway, it was good to catch up and I suggested that we didn't leave it so long until the next time.
I got home for 2, and decided on a lazy afternoon. A friend recently and passionately articulated the virtues of the film; "When Harry Met Sally." So, I had a lazy afternoon to kill and thought it was about time I got reacquainted, it's years since I last saw it. Friend was right, funny, endearing and poignant, among other things.
Just going back to SATC by the way... I have to broadcast this important fact. I thought Kim Cattrall looked Amazonian in this but I've seen this woman in real life, close up, on stage. She is tall but positively tiny, SJP must be absolutely pocket sized.
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