hey guys, i have been rubbish at blog posting this 2012, I've had problems at work, I'm exhausted and I'm still not pregnant, but obviously that's not stopping everyone else around me being? ALOT of customers at work, and people in the street and now a colleague at works wife has fallen pregnant.
I know how Addison felt in Grey's Anatomy when she said she felt she was being stalked by pregnant women. and I'm not an obstetrician. but i do feel like they're stalking me.
is it too much to ask that, after 3 years, 10 months and 2 weeks of trying, i could possibly just get pregnant?
the hubsters sperm results should have arrived in the post last week. needless to say they haven't. which is why I'm with private healthcare. we'd have them back in a couple of days. and whats more, I'm going to have to go see an nhs doctor to be able to be referred to a specialist that does both nhs and private. private would cost too much so we have to go down the other route. I've not seen an nhs gp for over 20 years. mum transferred me out after our family gp refused to take out my tonsils. turns out i was majorly ill and when mum took me to see dads work private gp, he had them out within a week. lets see if times have changed.
my husband does not want to adopt. and id rather have his sperm than someone Else's, and i don't much think that he would be happy with someone Else's sperm and id really really love to be pregnant. just once. hopefully more times. i really want to be a mother. i don't know where we go from here.
hopefully blogging will become easier tho, as i finally, after 2 years of dealing with a broken laptop, have a brand spanking new desktop, and its awesome. and has windows 7 and is ultra fast compared to my laptop. which has seen better days, but i somehow still need to get all my shit off!
I'm off to Nice in France in a couple of weeks with Izzy and Fran. that should be interesting. I'm going to freak out. i don't work well in a 3 as I'm usually the odd one out.
we're self catering and the lady that has the apartment speaks not a word of English.
in a European City. a really really popular European City. how that's possible in this day and age is a mystery. i don't even know how to ask her for towels.
and eating is going to be a challenge. no lactose, no dairy, no gluten, wheat, rye, barley, oats, kiwi, mushrooms, lamb, aubergine... the list is endless...
its also proved pretty impossible to get to southern France. why? well no one flies there, so we three are going to be spending just short of 6 hours in Zurich Aeroport. lets hope its a damn fine airport and i can get some good grub and have some decent shopping!
in other news, despite eating the same, if not healthier, I'm gaining weight and my facial skin is disgusting. I'm covered in nasty acne. the time that makes you not want to look at the persons face. i do not feel attractive right now. and i went swimming with RedRiv and not have magenta hair roots for an inch or so, then orange/light blonde/pale pink for the rest with dirty blonde roots. it was very faded before but... oops?
Summer here has not been summer, its gone right from Spring to Autumn with some epic Winter thrown in every couple of weeks. i mean, really, wtf.
Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
Monday, 17 September 2012
Wednesday, 9 March 2011
Hey! long time no blog, im sorry! i hope you havent forgotten about me...?
after the nasty virus computer i have spent less and less time on here. ive deleted loads of stuff off of facebook, and people off there and off twitter and alsorts, im having a bit of a clear out (tho i really need to crack on with my house)
also trying to plan the wedding (so over this, its boring and annoying and i just want to be married AND WHY CANT PEOPLE RSVP?!?!)
and breathe...
so im on holiday this week and trying to get as much sorted as possible. and my hair. my hair. my hair is AWFUL. my roots are fierce and the rest of my hair is YELLOW and GINGER.
and theres nothing i can do. it needs to rest before the wedding. it has GROWN tho. omg has it grown. this past month it must have done an inch, its suddenly past my shoulders. its brilliant!
i had gotten really disenchanted with my dress. when we went for izzy to have her dress fitting, i tried it on again, i like it better once more. ive been having really bad dreams about it being wrong on the day and stressing and such. i cant see the end result. this isnt a room im decorating slowly, or a book display i can swap about, this is a wedding dress and mine hasnt arrived yet, im still only trying on the store copy which is at least a foot too long for me (cos im ickle, obvs) and a touch too tight (cos im a fat bastard) and its currently just wrong. the lady in the shop said this is common, because its out of my control and its not something i can just take home and play with, i just have to wait.
the florist has gone awol. we have heard nothing. i want my quote else i really need to find someone else (if he fails me im just gonna call David Austin Roses in the Midlands for some bits)
and make up? the girl who has been recommended is someone i used to work with in my previous life. she is saccharine sweet and she may be amazeballs but i dont think i want her doing my make up. it wouldn't feel right, so i have called some other people, and only one person has got back to me, i like her but theres not much to see of her work. im waiting to see about the others calling me back atm before i say a definite yes.
im drinking lots today also, for some reason im majorly thirsty, my period has kicked in so i feel shitty. ugh. but so far the week has been good more or less. im going to clear some shit of my hard drive and then go to bed and look at what we cant afford for our honeymoon...
after the nasty virus computer i have spent less and less time on here. ive deleted loads of stuff off of facebook, and people off there and off twitter and alsorts, im having a bit of a clear out (tho i really need to crack on with my house)
also trying to plan the wedding (so over this, its boring and annoying and i just want to be married AND WHY CANT PEOPLE RSVP?!?!)
and breathe...
so im on holiday this week and trying to get as much sorted as possible. and my hair. my hair. my hair is AWFUL. my roots are fierce and the rest of my hair is YELLOW and GINGER.
and theres nothing i can do. it needs to rest before the wedding. it has GROWN tho. omg has it grown. this past month it must have done an inch, its suddenly past my shoulders. its brilliant!
i had gotten really disenchanted with my dress. when we went for izzy to have her dress fitting, i tried it on again, i like it better once more. ive been having really bad dreams about it being wrong on the day and stressing and such. i cant see the end result. this isnt a room im decorating slowly, or a book display i can swap about, this is a wedding dress and mine hasnt arrived yet, im still only trying on the store copy which is at least a foot too long for me (cos im ickle, obvs) and a touch too tight (cos im a fat bastard) and its currently just wrong. the lady in the shop said this is common, because its out of my control and its not something i can just take home and play with, i just have to wait.
the florist has gone awol. we have heard nothing. i want my quote else i really need to find someone else (if he fails me im just gonna call David Austin Roses in the Midlands for some bits)
and make up? the girl who has been recommended is someone i used to work with in my previous life. she is saccharine sweet and she may be amazeballs but i dont think i want her doing my make up. it wouldn't feel right, so i have called some other people, and only one person has got back to me, i like her but theres not much to see of her work. im waiting to see about the others calling me back atm before i say a definite yes.
im drinking lots today also, for some reason im majorly thirsty, my period has kicked in so i feel shitty. ugh. but so far the week has been good more or less. im going to clear some shit of my hard drive and then go to bed and look at what we cant afford for our honeymoon...
Saturday, 11 September 2010
snapshots of august
Wednesday, 5 May 2010
hello
i am just chatting with my lovely friend Felicia and have literally just finished watching Julie & Julia- which i LOVED, it wasnt an up and down movie, no rollercoaster ride here, but it was warm and you felt for both the women involved and it was sweet and the food looked v.yummy! i also have a pile of magazines sat on my lap to go thru before i go to bed! i keep buying them as i used to, well actually less so, but i never have the time to go thru them anymore...
my hair looks so nice when i DO it, but i can never be arsed to DO it. so it looks a bit crap. so no photos. i might do it tomorrow. i think we're going to our fave restaurant. my treat. we havent been in months.
im no further along with the wedding. not really, ive seen som jimmy choos i like but i dont think i can warrant spending the £325 on a pair of shoes just cos im getting married. like really, that could buy the cake tower no matter what we make it out of!
the boyf got all excited and wanted to watch the battlestar galactica (furthermore called BSG) season one box set i bought months before xmas that mum packed and i found a few weeks back in a box... sooo season one, disc one, episode one... "previosuly on BSG..." what? huh? this is the first, how can there be this? wtf? so we watched 2 episodes and nothing, NOTHING made any sense. why? well because they did a mini series and didnt put it in the box set, so really this is season 2 isnt it? as they already did some episodes before, that would be season 1, or season 1 part 1, and the box set i have that starts with '33' would then be season 1 part 2. nothing on it says we should have watched 'the mini series' first. nothing. its made me angry, but its coming from amazon, to work for just £4 reduced from £12.99 (i should fucking hope so for 3 fucking hours for probable shite)
i bought another Ashley Jackson print (this one unframed- the lady in the shop was very miffed i didnt want her shit frame- she had to cut the back off it) Ashley was in his gallery when i went and showed me all the originals that he still has. theyre pretty good, i either love them or im not keen, i bought this one more for the boyf, he has a love of the sea, the beach, lakes, water, i do too but he really really warms at the sight of anything to do with them. so i bought a print of Ashleys Morcambe bay, you can see the mountains behind and the sky is dark and moody as it is. so its sat wrapped in cellophane and sat on my big white painted fireplace in my lounge (the mini print of the moors is sat over the boyf's sofa with the light on the settled water up the moors)
before work today i cleaned the master bathroom, im finding i have to do 'one job' a morning now to get stuff done. else nothing ever gets done, last week one day i did the kitchen, i mean, we clean it down in between, but this was a proper, get everything off, move everything, clean everything, minimalise, throw out etc. same with the bathroom today. in both rooms the only thing i didnt do was the floors, im not good with floors.
this morning i burst into tears. the oven did it again. it winds me up. it burns and destroys my food. I CAN COOK. i can, i make great food, i made amazing things when i lived at my mum and dads. cooking on their AGA. this gas range we have? its horrific. it never lights, it takes forever to warm up, it burns everthing, its not constant. the aga was constant. i miss the aga. so i burnt my amazing american bacon. and the second set of eggs i did over cooked. its a good job le beau was there else id have dragged it out onto the street and smashed it with a hammer. i would. i despise it. he calmed me down and cooked my food for me while i then played games on facefook (intentional 'f')
my cousin Sally and i took her daughter to Eureka which is an AMAZING childrens museum. i shall post some pics of Florence having the time of her life. afterwards i droves us to a cheap shop called B&M Bargains (i only go such places with my cousin Sally- she is a bargain hunter extrordinaire!) i got some duster mitts and some tealight lanterns and hit Florence on the head with a basket (she walked into it- just the right height) and then we went to ASDA which is where the SCUM OF THE EARTH do their weekly shop. i have a 3 door car and it had its first ever baby seat in (containing Florence) so we needed a parent and child space so we could get her out. it was sunday, ASDA was heaving. we drove round and i spotted a man loading his kids into his car. score, pulled in, indicated. then the guy 2/3 cars a head did the same and he put his reversing light on. i asked Sally if i should just drive in, she said yes, i did, then there was a smash on my window and an f-ing and blinding man screaming and shouting at me for stealing his space and how he'd been waiting for 'ten fucking minutes' and what the fuck did i think i was doing? i had to get out of his fucking space now and i was a fucking bitch- he ranted for 10 entire minutes all the time with 2 year old Florence and his 7 year old son (no need for a parent and child space) watching and listening. i mean. really- what. the. fuck. Sally i think is still fuming. and its Tuesday night. shes a police officer and couldnt do anything because she was wearing Fitflops and had Florence with her. we watching him drive round 3 or 4 times. i expected to come back to my car and have numerous horrific words carved into the metal work. tosser.
why why why havent they put Grey's Anatomy on box set for season 6? why why why, ive had season 5 forever. and we're nearly finished. i cant watch it online. the boyf wont do that. he'll get tetchy. arnt they on season 7 now?
anyway. this isnt getting my pile of magazines read and its 1am on Wednesday the 5th of May, for all those that read this and are still on tuesday time- May the 4th be with you! (happy Star Wars day)
xx
my hair looks so nice when i DO it, but i can never be arsed to DO it. so it looks a bit crap. so no photos. i might do it tomorrow. i think we're going to our fave restaurant. my treat. we havent been in months.
im no further along with the wedding. not really, ive seen som jimmy choos i like but i dont think i can warrant spending the £325 on a pair of shoes just cos im getting married. like really, that could buy the cake tower no matter what we make it out of!
the boyf got all excited and wanted to watch the battlestar galactica (furthermore called BSG) season one box set i bought months before xmas that mum packed and i found a few weeks back in a box... sooo season one, disc one, episode one... "previosuly on BSG..." what? huh? this is the first, how can there be this? wtf? so we watched 2 episodes and nothing, NOTHING made any sense. why? well because they did a mini series and didnt put it in the box set, so really this is season 2 isnt it? as they already did some episodes before, that would be season 1, or season 1 part 1, and the box set i have that starts with '33' would then be season 1 part 2. nothing on it says we should have watched 'the mini series' first. nothing. its made me angry, but its coming from amazon, to work for just £4 reduced from £12.99 (i should fucking hope so for 3 fucking hours for probable shite)
i bought another Ashley Jackson print (this one unframed- the lady in the shop was very miffed i didnt want her shit frame- she had to cut the back off it) Ashley was in his gallery when i went and showed me all the originals that he still has. theyre pretty good, i either love them or im not keen, i bought this one more for the boyf, he has a love of the sea, the beach, lakes, water, i do too but he really really warms at the sight of anything to do with them. so i bought a print of Ashleys Morcambe bay, you can see the mountains behind and the sky is dark and moody as it is. so its sat wrapped in cellophane and sat on my big white painted fireplace in my lounge (the mini print of the moors is sat over the boyf's sofa with the light on the settled water up the moors)
before work today i cleaned the master bathroom, im finding i have to do 'one job' a morning now to get stuff done. else nothing ever gets done, last week one day i did the kitchen, i mean, we clean it down in between, but this was a proper, get everything off, move everything, clean everything, minimalise, throw out etc. same with the bathroom today. in both rooms the only thing i didnt do was the floors, im not good with floors.
this morning i burst into tears. the oven did it again. it winds me up. it burns and destroys my food. I CAN COOK. i can, i make great food, i made amazing things when i lived at my mum and dads. cooking on their AGA. this gas range we have? its horrific. it never lights, it takes forever to warm up, it burns everthing, its not constant. the aga was constant. i miss the aga. so i burnt my amazing american bacon. and the second set of eggs i did over cooked. its a good job le beau was there else id have dragged it out onto the street and smashed it with a hammer. i would. i despise it. he calmed me down and cooked my food for me while i then played games on facefook (intentional 'f')
my cousin Sally and i took her daughter to Eureka which is an AMAZING childrens museum. i shall post some pics of Florence having the time of her life. afterwards i droves us to a cheap shop called B&M Bargains (i only go such places with my cousin Sally- she is a bargain hunter extrordinaire!) i got some duster mitts and some tealight lanterns and hit Florence on the head with a basket (she walked into it- just the right height) and then we went to ASDA which is where the SCUM OF THE EARTH do their weekly shop. i have a 3 door car and it had its first ever baby seat in (containing Florence) so we needed a parent and child space so we could get her out. it was sunday, ASDA was heaving. we drove round and i spotted a man loading his kids into his car. score, pulled in, indicated. then the guy 2/3 cars a head did the same and he put his reversing light on. i asked Sally if i should just drive in, she said yes, i did, then there was a smash on my window and an f-ing and blinding man screaming and shouting at me for stealing his space and how he'd been waiting for 'ten fucking minutes' and what the fuck did i think i was doing? i had to get out of his fucking space now and i was a fucking bitch- he ranted for 10 entire minutes all the time with 2 year old Florence and his 7 year old son (no need for a parent and child space) watching and listening. i mean. really- what. the. fuck. Sally i think is still fuming. and its Tuesday night. shes a police officer and couldnt do anything because she was wearing Fitflops and had Florence with her. we watching him drive round 3 or 4 times. i expected to come back to my car and have numerous horrific words carved into the metal work. tosser.
why why why havent they put Grey's Anatomy on box set for season 6? why why why, ive had season 5 forever. and we're nearly finished. i cant watch it online. the boyf wont do that. he'll get tetchy. arnt they on season 7 now?
anyway. this isnt getting my pile of magazines read and its 1am on Wednesday the 5th of May, for all those that read this and are still on tuesday time- May the 4th be with you! (happy Star Wars day)
xx
Sunday, 25 April 2010
um...
im not gonna put this in paragraphs cos i cant be bothered
-i now have the same color hair as this
which what im aspiring to have by the wedding, length, curls and color.
-we've managed to get thru all my greys anatomy box sets, we're 2 discs into the last one now. we've past whats on terrestrial tv. woop. i have no idea whats left after this. a full season? 2? it think 2.
-our bed has developed a severe squeek. so much so that we had to stop cos i was giggling my ass off at it, which made Glyn start.
-the shelf in the kitchen, which had loads of plates on, about 10 bottles of different types of oil, jugs, tupperware... collapsed. the kitchen was built on the cheap, (the insides dont match cupboard to cupboard, in either kitchen) but anyway they used cheap plastic things that hold up the shelves. they bent. they dropped. we were in the dining room and heard a crash. it took a while to work out what it was as nothing visible happened as the cupboard door was shut, nothing was broken tho. thankfully. annoyed tho.
-2 of my 3 orchids are dying. i dont know what im doing wrong. i might try special orchid food, but some of the flowers are dropping off :(
-im sick of doing washing. im sick of cooking. im sick of cleaning. im sick of looking at piles of detritus, unfinished rooms, and im sick of needing another set of drawers and 2 bookcases from ikea that we A) cant afford and B) cant fit in my car even if we put it on my credit card
-my back hurts, my neck hurts. i hurt. i have so many knots in my back, i cant wait to see my physio on thursday.
-we started watching The Informant. the boyf turned it off, it was boring, we didnt even get halfway thru
-i bought a Swarovski crystal oyster with a pearl set in it for my mum and dad for their 30th anniversary. im amazed cos mum actually loved it. dad had me get her flowers from him. so i did from my new fave florists. she liked them, yet still had a little complain. it wouldnt be her if she didnt. theyre beautiful tho. whether she whines or not.
-more and more ideas are formulating inside my head. for the wedding. not just general ideas.
-crazy weather today, it was very warm, lovely and sunny, and then we got an amazing rainstorm, so much so i set off from my house in the sun, and nearly had to pull over on the way to frannys cos i couldnt see out my windscreen
-speaking of windscreens. mine has a chip in it, the boyf and i were off to Trafford Centre (due to me seeing smoke plumes near the motorway and me wanting to find out why) and anyway, something hit my windscreen, hard, it shook the car, if whatever it was would have gone thru id now be a widow.
-smoke plumes were from horrific moorland fires in nearby halifax
-the boyf is taking me to NYC for my 26th, but it will be his 40th 2 months later, i might incorporate that into it, if i can
-im getting fat
and now im off to sleep, goodnight x
-i now have the same color hair as this
which what im aspiring to have by the wedding, length, curls and color.
-we've managed to get thru all my greys anatomy box sets, we're 2 discs into the last one now. we've past whats on terrestrial tv. woop. i have no idea whats left after this. a full season? 2? it think 2.
-our bed has developed a severe squeek. so much so that we had to stop cos i was giggling my ass off at it, which made Glyn start.
-the shelf in the kitchen, which had loads of plates on, about 10 bottles of different types of oil, jugs, tupperware... collapsed. the kitchen was built on the cheap, (the insides dont match cupboard to cupboard, in either kitchen) but anyway they used cheap plastic things that hold up the shelves. they bent. they dropped. we were in the dining room and heard a crash. it took a while to work out what it was as nothing visible happened as the cupboard door was shut, nothing was broken tho. thankfully. annoyed tho.
-2 of my 3 orchids are dying. i dont know what im doing wrong. i might try special orchid food, but some of the flowers are dropping off :(
-im sick of doing washing. im sick of cooking. im sick of cleaning. im sick of looking at piles of detritus, unfinished rooms, and im sick of needing another set of drawers and 2 bookcases from ikea that we A) cant afford and B) cant fit in my car even if we put it on my credit card
-my back hurts, my neck hurts. i hurt. i have so many knots in my back, i cant wait to see my physio on thursday.
-we started watching The Informant. the boyf turned it off, it was boring, we didnt even get halfway thru
-i bought a Swarovski crystal oyster with a pearl set in it for my mum and dad for their 30th anniversary. im amazed cos mum actually loved it. dad had me get her flowers from him. so i did from my new fave florists. she liked them, yet still had a little complain. it wouldnt be her if she didnt. theyre beautiful tho. whether she whines or not.
-more and more ideas are formulating inside my head. for the wedding. not just general ideas.
-crazy weather today, it was very warm, lovely and sunny, and then we got an amazing rainstorm, so much so i set off from my house in the sun, and nearly had to pull over on the way to frannys cos i couldnt see out my windscreen
-speaking of windscreens. mine has a chip in it, the boyf and i were off to Trafford Centre (due to me seeing smoke plumes near the motorway and me wanting to find out why) and anyway, something hit my windscreen, hard, it shook the car, if whatever it was would have gone thru id now be a widow.
-smoke plumes were from horrific moorland fires in nearby halifax
-the boyf is taking me to NYC for my 26th, but it will be his 40th 2 months later, i might incorporate that into it, if i can
-im getting fat
and now im off to sleep, goodnight x
Monday, 1 March 2010
no so bad hausfrau
yay! the cleaner has just gone, she is lovely! she said ive to give her a ring when i need her again, she said shes not offended if i dont need her on a weekly basis (which i dont really) so i said thankyou and id call her when i needed her!
i dont feel as bad now, cos my house is uber clean and while shes been here ive got loads of unpacking and tidying done and im gonna hopefully manage to clean now!
yay :)
off for my hair doing now :) and to buy some travel books from work for honeymoon ideas!
i dont feel as bad now, cos my house is uber clean and while shes been here ive got loads of unpacking and tidying done and im gonna hopefully manage to clean now!
yay :)
off for my hair doing now :) and to buy some travel books from work for honeymoon ideas!
Saturday, 21 November 2009
wow, what a november!
i know it hasnt finished yet.. but...
i had all my hair chopped off, its really short (for me!)
my auntie, tragically died
i turned twenty five
i got engaged to the boyf!
and im almost all moved in to my new house!
(front room is now decorated and all furniture has arrived)
i had all my hair chopped off, its really short (for me!)
my auntie, tragically died
i turned twenty five
i got engaged to the boyf!
and im almost all moved in to my new house!
(front room is now decorated and all furniture has arrived)
Saturday, 11 July 2009
hmm could my nightmares be turning me prematurly grey?
i think not, but you never know, recently ive been waking my mom up screaming in the night, not every night, but i do wake up with an impossibly sore throat on, not only the days she informs me, but others too. i dont remember these screaming events occuring, but i have been having nightmares, and very realistic, horrific dreams.
in other news, you may have gotten from the title already... i found a white hair, pure white, its quite amazing, see, my roots have never been this bad before. EVER. im letting the side down looking quite this bad, i was meant to go last week to see my hairdresser, but i was ill and cancelled it, and then i just couldnt see the point, ive not been my natural shade for 6 or so years, so its impossible to remember. so i was kinda inspecting my roots, to see what color i am right now (its nicer than it used to be, probs thanks to this glorious sun) and there it was, a pure white hair, mostly pink, but an inch of white! i have looked for more... none grey, but a couple more white i can see... IM ONLY 24 THIS IS UNFAIR, but im still, er, rather excited. no idea why...
in other news, you may have gotten from the title already... i found a white hair, pure white, its quite amazing, see, my roots have never been this bad before. EVER. im letting the side down looking quite this bad, i was meant to go last week to see my hairdresser, but i was ill and cancelled it, and then i just couldnt see the point, ive not been my natural shade for 6 or so years, so its impossible to remember. so i was kinda inspecting my roots, to see what color i am right now (its nicer than it used to be, probs thanks to this glorious sun) and there it was, a pure white hair, mostly pink, but an inch of white! i have looked for more... none grey, but a couple more white i can see... IM ONLY 24 THIS IS UNFAIR, but im still, er, rather excited. no idea why...
Monday, 25 May 2009
er...shitsticks
well i dont know whats bloody well going on now...
the house... its old and thus, its falling apart it has wrong with it:
and on top of that, the boyf has to move out as the lady that owns his house has decided to sell it cos her hubby is in a home/hospital (unsure) and shes moving. shitsticks.
ive lost hours at work, im down 7.5 hours which is £45.45 (before tax) a week which is close to £200 (before tax) less a month, which sucks!
ive lost weight (i know this is not a bad thing) but nothing i own now fits barr about 15 items. one of which i bought new on saturday. this completely sucks. i had to buy a new skirt yesterday, i dont love it, but i got it for work, all because i went into about 40 shops yesterday, trying to find a pair or two of trousers for work, and i couldnt find fuck all. im totally serious. it was ridiculous. the shops are jammed with linen pants (would rip) and cropped trousers/jeans (yeah, im sort and curvy=would look ridic) all the jeans i found were 'weathered' and looked fugly and i wouldnt be caught dead in them, if they werent fugly from weathering, they were fugly from the 80s fashion we seem to be currently stuck on. everywhere stocked the cheap polyester shit that i wont touch.
they best i found were at topshop, and they were no good as they were not big enought in the crotch, i.e. crotch to belly button they did not meet, not, i have a humongous crotch. if id have bent over in them at work, everyone would have seen everything. which i really dont want tbh. so im screwed. im off to leeds next sunday i think to look round the odd shop left i didnt manage to shop in and then im gonna give up and hack my hips and thighs off with a knife and get those topshop ones.
on top of work pants, i need new board shorts, sleepy shorts, bras, shoes, etc
and my hair wont keep its color. its too saturated. now im ginger. grr.
the house... its old and thus, its falling apart it has wrong with it:
- needs refelting and relaying of broken roof
- chimney stack needs taking down as is broken entire way down
- new velux in roof as double glazing is no longer working
- needs all new windows as are rotten
- new wiring thru-out (esp bad as sockets are in skirting boards=fire hazard)
- after new wiring will be redecorating, every room
- tree in garden needs taking down as is most likely damaging house
- the attic needs re-doing as it needs a firewall and more insulation
- the garage was called 'an abomination' by the surveyor and needs to come down. soon.
- when garage is down whole new drive will need laying and garden fixing
- new gates at bak as rusty and crap
- a mining survey needs doing and a local area survey (to see if we can have uPVC)
and on top of that, the boyf has to move out as the lady that owns his house has decided to sell it cos her hubby is in a home/hospital (unsure) and shes moving. shitsticks.
ive lost hours at work, im down 7.5 hours which is £45.45 (before tax) a week which is close to £200 (before tax) less a month, which sucks!
ive lost weight (i know this is not a bad thing) but nothing i own now fits barr about 15 items. one of which i bought new on saturday. this completely sucks. i had to buy a new skirt yesterday, i dont love it, but i got it for work, all because i went into about 40 shops yesterday, trying to find a pair or two of trousers for work, and i couldnt find fuck all. im totally serious. it was ridiculous. the shops are jammed with linen pants (would rip) and cropped trousers/jeans (yeah, im sort and curvy=would look ridic) all the jeans i found were 'weathered' and looked fugly and i wouldnt be caught dead in them, if they werent fugly from weathering, they were fugly from the 80s fashion we seem to be currently stuck on. everywhere stocked the cheap polyester shit that i wont touch.
they best i found were at topshop, and they were no good as they were not big enought in the crotch, i.e. crotch to belly button they did not meet, not, i have a humongous crotch. if id have bent over in them at work, everyone would have seen everything. which i really dont want tbh. so im screwed. im off to leeds next sunday i think to look round the odd shop left i didnt manage to shop in and then im gonna give up and hack my hips and thighs off with a knife and get those topshop ones.
on top of work pants, i need new board shorts, sleepy shorts, bras, shoes, etc
and my hair wont keep its color. its too saturated. now im ginger. grr.
Thursday, 9 April 2009
brain vomit for today...
ive just been to the doctors, when my mum rang to make the appointment for me, she told the receptionist that she thought it was piles, it wasnt. i had a feeling, due to being good at biology, that it was something to do with my coccyx, maybe i had bruised ti or broken it or something.
well i was partly correct, mum was fully wrong (no billberries up my bum!) there is something up with my coccyx. but it cant apparently be fixed. its sore and inflamed and i can take anti inflamatories and painkillers as i wish and i can also sit on a rubber ring. but it wont go away or stop. i have it for life... ive just been on google. apparenly i should get it removed according to one website. er. no thanks. the tailbone aids balance and i wouldnt be able to sit properly etc.
the boyf thinks having a coccyx issue is one up on piles, i would personally prefer piles, at least you can have them removed and be back to normal!
the boyf is ill. he has stomach flu (still going to work tho the bloody idiot!) and 10 people in his office are off with chicken pox and shingles, another 5 off with stomach flu (theres 3 of them left)
i told him he has to go home, now and quarantine. he said he cant. i said if he gets shingles and cant father my children im gonna sue the council for millions. i'll be fucking pissed if he gets ill. also pissed if I get ill. ive had chicken pox twice (yes, very irregular) and i would prefer not to have it again. or shingles thanks.
my hair is the color of setting blood (yummy LOL) and rather short (for me). with a fringe.
i cannot stop thinking of baby names. i really want a baby. i have the perfect girls name. i hope i have a girl first. its tv influenced. i hoe she doesnt hold it against me when i make her watch re-runs.
we cant even find a house. im sick of houses. looking at mould and other peoples mess. not having the money to afford the really nice ones, and the ones i want to see being taken off the market the day before i go to see them or enquire about them. im jinxed!
new laptop has arrived, all singing, all dancing. boring. i havent had one in so long i cant remember what i used one for in the first place. ooh. games. i can upload games. thats what i can do. if it ever stops formatting....
well i was partly correct, mum was fully wrong (no billberries up my bum!) there is something up with my coccyx. but it cant apparently be fixed. its sore and inflamed and i can take anti inflamatories and painkillers as i wish and i can also sit on a rubber ring. but it wont go away or stop. i have it for life... ive just been on google. apparenly i should get it removed according to one website. er. no thanks. the tailbone aids balance and i wouldnt be able to sit properly etc.
the boyf thinks having a coccyx issue is one up on piles, i would personally prefer piles, at least you can have them removed and be back to normal!
the boyf is ill. he has stomach flu (still going to work tho the bloody idiot!) and 10 people in his office are off with chicken pox and shingles, another 5 off with stomach flu (theres 3 of them left)
i told him he has to go home, now and quarantine. he said he cant. i said if he gets shingles and cant father my children im gonna sue the council for millions. i'll be fucking pissed if he gets ill. also pissed if I get ill. ive had chicken pox twice (yes, very irregular) and i would prefer not to have it again. or shingles thanks.
my hair is the color of setting blood (yummy LOL) and rather short (for me). with a fringe.
i cannot stop thinking of baby names. i really want a baby. i have the perfect girls name. i hope i have a girl first. its tv influenced. i hoe she doesnt hold it against me when i make her watch re-runs.
we cant even find a house. im sick of houses. looking at mould and other peoples mess. not having the money to afford the really nice ones, and the ones i want to see being taken off the market the day before i go to see them or enquire about them. im jinxed!
new laptop has arrived, all singing, all dancing. boring. i havent had one in so long i cant remember what i used one for in the first place. ooh. games. i can upload games. thats what i can do. if it ever stops formatting....
Thursday, 12 March 2009
new hair pic and another of my dogs
(l-r) Casa (Friesian cow look-alike), Pepper (wire haired) and Tess (no tail)
Saturday, 7 March 2009
new hair...
all change. i got my hair wiped out from black yesterday. it lifted to a lovely copper color but was so patchy theres no way i would have kept it! anyway i went for 5,62+0,600 which is a mahogony brown plus scarlet! anyway its turned out a coppery reddy color, not unlike ashlee simpson-wentz's! and faye straightened it. and its so long!!!! i loved the color when faye had done it, now im having doubts but the boyf loves it and keeps reassuring me. i miss my black is all... xxx
Monday, 2 March 2009
back again
So this is me holding Athur. He's my cousins new baby, he's a right sweetie.
im not feeling too well. I've had a funny stomach and just general illness all week. The pharmacist asked if i was pregnant on Sunday when i went in and begged him for something to make me feel better- he finally, allowed me to buy some pepto bismol, on Sunday night after work, before tea, i was shaking like mad and freezing cold. I felt a tad warmer after 2 hot blackcurrants and some roast pork and roast 'tatos, mum was annoyed i was ill and wouldn't eat anything else tho.
I'm reading a really odd book atm, m'not to sure if i like it or not, its The Birthing House by Christopher Ransom, everything thats happened so far doesn't make much sense!
I'm house hunting with the bf, its driving me wild, i hate it, and the Realtors arn't exactly being nice. One woman shouted at me. The Bitch.
I've finally decided to take the color out of my hair. No more green or purple streaks. I'll miss them but i'm fed up of the upkeep. The question is- Do i have my Raven black done again, or do i have a wipe out. And i go a totally different color altogether?
Tuesday, 23 December 2008
i forgot
ive finished 5 books this week :D
and i have one last day to work before 2 days off :D
aaaaand i dyed my hair, so now its brown, black, pink, red, purple and orange :D
and i have one last day to work before 2 days off :D
aaaaand i dyed my hair, so now its brown, black, pink, red, purple and orange :D
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