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Showing posts with label Random Stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Random Stuff. Show all posts
Sunday, 27 July 2008
Friday, 25 July 2008
The Ranting Scotsman
One of the blogs I read is "The Ranting Scotsman". His "People Suck" series is SO funny! I love his rants! They are usually about something that I rant about too apart from I do the ranting in my head and he does it out loud on his blog and he says it way better than I could ever say it!!
He asked my to pimp his band for him which, while it's not totally my cup of tea, I don't mind doing at all. I do actually like some of the mellow tracks on his MySpace page and he has a really nice voice. As you all know though, I am more of a Lynden David Hall kinda girl myself.
Pimping Time - Albany Down
So, that's my random act of kindness for the day :o)
Saturday, 12 July 2008
Instructions For Properly Hugging A Baby
First....find a baby!
Be sure that the object that you found was indeed a baby by employing classic sniffing techniques.
Next you will need to flatten the baby before beginning the hugging process.
The "paw slide". Simply slide paws around the baby and prepare for possible close up.
Finally, if a camera is present you will need to execute the difficult and patented "hug, smile and lean" to achieve the best photo.
Friday, 11 July 2008
New Neighbours
Gypsies have moved into my back garden!!!!!!! There are about 5 caravans and a bloody noisy generator and 10 dirty kids with no shoes on running around the place ! The police have been out to them but it usually takes about 2 weeks to move them on as you have to get court orders and stuff. They have already been scouting around in our communal back garden for stuff they can take. I have had to bring my nice bird feeder in as they usually take metal stuff as they can get good money for metal. They asked my next door neighbours if they could have the kids bike and football! Cheeky little mites. They are known for leaving behind a lot of rubbish and the generator they have got running is really noisy. I thought a helicopter was hovering over my flat at first until I realised what it was!
OK, so this pic is a bit of an exaggeration but I'm sure if my new neighbours weren't moved on soon this is what my back garden would look like in a few months. At the moment there are about 4 of the little orange ones on the right hand side of the picture and 1 yellow one in the middle!
Tuesday, 1 July 2008
A New Trend
There once was a time when my mum used to really embarrass me. I think I have grown up a lot since having Kadyn as now the same things don't really embarrass me any more, in fact, they make me smile. Like when my mum wears slip on shoes with socks! For years it has been slip on gold shoes with white socks but the other day I just had to get a photo of the "new style"....I Love My Mumski!!!!!!!!
The Power Of Our Actions
I really like this story I read so I thought I would share it with you:
"One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks, they really should get lives'. He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!'. There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football
with my friends and he said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!'. He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends...
When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak on Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great.
He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous! Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!'. He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.'Thanks' he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began 'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story'.
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.'Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable'.
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions.
With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
For better or for worse.
God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way.
Look for good in others."
Tuesday, 22 April 2008
Dodgy Knee & A Few Odd People
Yesterday I went to the hospital to meet with the consultant about my dodgy knees. My doctor said I would need to have key-hole surgery on my right knee but the consultant said he didn't think it would make it any better. He is sending me for an MRI scan to see if there is anything else they can do. I literally have to pull myself up stairs with the hand rails. I have joined a gym and have an exercise plan all in place so hopefully that will help strengthen the muscles around my knees.
I had to take Loola to the hospital with me as I had nobody to look after her. I was also a bit peeved off as she was supposed to start baby signing classes in the morning and my hospital appointment was meant to be in the afternoon but last week they called to say they had swapped clinics around and I had to go in the morning or wait until June! Anyways.....I'm waffling again!
I sign in at reception and take a seat in the waiting room. All of a sudden out of nowhere this late 50's, early 60's, greasy haired, overweight lady appeared. Her clothes were hanging off her and she was dragging a wheeled shopping bag. She stuck her face right up to Loola and said "You are beautiful and have lovely big eyes". I have to admit that for a minute I wished she would go away. I felt a bit embarrassed by her. I told myself not to judge and not to care what everyone else thought and I listened to her. She told me all about her 3 grown up kids and her grandchildren and the fact that she doesn't see them very often as her children won't bring them over to see her. She lives at home caring for her hubby in a wheel chair, has 3 dogs and buys something from the charity shop in the hospital every time she comes. We chatted away for quite a while and then she noticed another baby and off she went to tell them the same story. She was obviously lonely and I'm glad I had a little chit chat with her.
So, I'm still sitting in the waiting room and all of a sudden a nurse hands me a numbered card and tells me to go to X Ray. X Ray! Nobody said anything about an X Ray - what am I meant to do with my baby while I'm having an X Ray????? So, I asked the nurse just that question. "Well you can't take her in with you can you" was the nurses answer. Da Err!!!! I knew that thank you very much! With an "oh my god what do I do now" look on my face, she said "I will watch her at reception for you". So, my name got called and the nurse came to get Loola asking me "Where is your handbag? Can you take it with you please as I do not want to be responsible for it!" and off she whisked Loola and I got dragged into the X Ray room. OH.MY.GOD! you don't want to be responsible for my handbag but you are responsible for my child! Something felt all wrong. I'm sure I was only in the X Ray room for a few minutes but it felt like ages and all the time I was worrying about Loola left all alone with the strange nurse. You know how some people are just normal, nice people - she didn't come across as one of those normal kinds that just make you feel comfy. There was something odd about her. She didn't really want to watch Loola, and to be fair to her, she shouldn't have to BUT I still let her take her. Anyway....My X Ray was done and Loola was fine, not a peep out of her, I thanked the nurse and was on my way!
I had a chat with the consultant and while I waited in another waiting room for my MRI details I met another Odd Soul. Crazy Hazy was his name. Well his real name was Gary. I had seen him in the X Ray department and actually thought he was drunk. He was loud and his shoelaces were trailing behind him. The nurse that ended up watching Loola was trying to get him to do them up. I think he was in his 40's, long scruffy hair with tatoo's all the way up his arms and all over his hands. He did look like a bit of a ruffian. There I go judging again. Anyway, when I came out of the consultants there he was again. Rocking back and forwards on the chair, talking to himself.
I started to feed Kadyn her bottle while he proceeded to tell me that he was scared. He just wanted to get out of the hospital. He kept saying "Gary don't be silly, you mustn't act like this". He then told me he used watch football a lot and fight all the time, showing me some of his upper cut jab punches. From what he told me he was obviously a bit of a footie hooligan in his younger years and there he was telling me he was frightened to have another operation on his knee cos he had already had quite a few. He went off on one telling me how good all the nurses are to him and how brilliant the NHS is but that he just wanted to go home. I told him not to be scared and that he could go before me if he wanted to. He smiled and said he was just waiting for a document to be signed and then he could go home. I told him that when I get really worried or upset I rock too, it must be a comfort thing. "You don't think I'm mad then?" he said. "People call me Crazy Hazy cos they all think I'm nuts". The nurse came out and handed him the signed document and told him he could go home. He apologised to me and said he hoped he hadn't scared my baby. Again, I'm glad I had a little chit chat with him too!!!
So, now I'm just waiting for the MRI appointment to come through so I can get my knee scanned...........
Lesson: Don't judge people by their appearance. Even if they are a bit odd, they might just need someone to talk to!
Friday, 11 April 2008
Fairy Tale Land
This is the fairy tale that should have been read to us when we were little:
Once upon a time in a land far away, a beautiful, independent, self-assured princess happened upon a frog as she sat contemplating ecological issues on the shores of an unpolluted pond in a verdant meadow near her castle.
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The frog hopped into the princess' lap and said: " Elegant Lady, I was once a handsome prince, until an evil witch cast a spell upon me. One kiss from you, however, and I will turn back into the dapper, young prince that I am and then, my sweet, we can marry and set up housekeeping in your castle with my mother, where you can prepare my meals, clean my clothes, bear my children, and forever feel grateful and happy doing so. "
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That night, as the princess dined sumptuously on lightly sautéed frog legs seasoned in a white wine and onion cream sauce, she chuckled and thought to herself:
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I don't freakin think so!
Thursday, 10 April 2008
Ironing - YUK!
So, I'm catching up reading my friends blogs as I've been having a blogging break (I'll write more about that tomorrow). Anyway, I was reading Melanie's posts when I came across this one. Melanie and I are so much alike, it's unreal! It would be great if she lived in England as I think we would get on really well. Check out her post - I SO hear what she is saying.
This is my ironing pile!!! I HATE ironing so much, I tend to wait until there is nothing else left in my wardrobe to wear and then have a mad all day long ironing spree. Usually once every 2 weeks ish, depending how much Little Loola and I have gone out. We tend to stay in PJ's if we are lounging around the home. Lazy I know - but so much comfier and creates less washing/ironing and makes more time for PLAYING :o) I also have this weird OCD kinda thing where I can't put un-ironed things away in the drawers or wardrobes! I couldn't iron something to wear each day - I have friends that do that each morning - that would DO MY HEAD IN!! am I weird??? Yeah, I think I am but that's just me ;o) Why don't I just do it once a week, then it wouldn't take me all day!
Monday, 10 March 2008
Poor Bunny - Oh No!!!!
Little Loola was given this cute bunny with huge plastic teething ears by some friends when she was born. She has only just started to actually take any notice of it and then what does "bad" mummy go and do???????? I maimed the poor thing! Loola is a very "sicky" baby, pukes all the time and the other day she chucked up all over the bunny's head - YUK! So, mummy put the bunny in the washing machine BUT....I forgot that it was in there and subsequently tumble dried it with the rest of the stuff in the machine - when it came out I couldn't for the life of me figure out what was wrong with it - it just didn't look right. I stared at it for ages and then OH NO! Look what I did to it - I melted it's ears! They were all gooey and fluff was all stuck in them so I had to amputate them :o(
Before and after pics:
Monday, 3 March 2008
Sanguinello
This is my new fave drink - it is sooooooooooooooooo yummy - looks like something a vampire should be drinking but tastes damn scrummy ;o)
Wednesday, 20 February 2008
Southport Weekender
There is just over 2 months to go until we are off to Southport Weekender. Last year I was 5 months pregnant and really didn't enjoy myself much. This time I can really let my hair down and PARTAY!!!
I can't wait to dance till my feet ache!!! :o)
It will also be the first time I have been away from little Loola for longer than ONE night. She will be staying with Daddy and I know she will be fine but I am still going to miss her LOADS!
Tuesday, 19 February 2008
Tigereberaff
One last thing!! This is a Tigereberaff! Nobody knew exactly what kind of animal it was supposed to be and seen as it looks like a cross between a Tiger, a zebra and a giraffe, I named it TIGEREBERAFF!! I quite like him - oh, and he is Danish! Goodnight
Furry Timberlands
OK, so I had the weirdest dream last night. Me and Darren were sitting on top of a car (like on the roof) just chilling. I was heavily pregnant and a big truck pulled up by the side of us. Darren said they were his new B&O speakers that he had bought for himself. I got all annoyed and said "you haven't bought speakers BEFORE paying me my money back have you?" and he said "no" and ran off into his flat (which was an old peoples home). Then this horrible man called Jason (I won't mention surnames just in case) and Rude Boy ran past me with a branding iron thing like they use to stamp a cows bum. It wasn't hot but Jason stuck it on my FURRY timberland boots and laughed and it made the fur fall off! I proceeded to tell them what complete arseholes they all are and then woke up!!!! FURRY timberlands!!!! What the hell is all that about????????????????????
Thursday, 14 February 2008
Fridge Letters - Yay, I'm officially a MUM !!!
I have always seen these as a sign that you have kids. I know I don't have Kid(s) but I do have ONE kid (well not so much "kid" yet but "baby" but she will be a "kid" soon) (well, not so much "soon" but hey I think you should be getting my drift now!).....so I bought some - now I feel like a mum! LMAO he he :o)
What does this look like???????????
Is it just me or does this new toy (which loola really likes to play with) look awfully like something else? It isn't too bad with all the rings around it but once she has yanked them all off ...............................
I know, I know, it’s a children’s toy! BUT......it does remind me of a “you know what”, especially the rounded top! I mean did they have to put that bit on it!!!! I reckon someone was killing themselves laughing when they designed that!!!!!
Wednesday, 5 December 2007
It's Massive!
I have just put the lights on my HUGE Christmas tree! It's massive - it's a whopping 3 foot tall!!!! I have a tiny flat you know :o)
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