Today is one of my best and oldest friends 30th birthday - and it does make me a little homesick cause I'm all the way on the other side of the world.
But, it has made me remeber lots of fun times, as optimistic teenagers when we would have sleepovers or be at the beach, talking about getting married and our weddings and what we imagine our lives would be like - as all teenage girls do.
It is funny how things don't turn out how you plan. She didn't get married to one of our former high school comrades in a surfing wedding (thank goodness!), and I certainly didn't marry my high school sweetheart (not that I even had one). But she did marry a wonderful man, and have a lovely baby girl. And I've found happieness in exploring the world and love in the most unlikely of places.
So I would like to tell the teenage us - things do always work out how they are supposed to in the end - and don't worry, in ten years you'll both have amazing boobs.
Happy birthday my darling friend - I miss you xxx
Friday, June 21, 2013
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Winter is Coming: 10 Game of Thrones Ponderings
*Please note, this post contains lots of spoilers.
Since Gossip Girl came to it's sensational conclusion last year (DAN was GG, who would have known xoxo), I've felt a big gaping hole in my life, that only an addictive television show can fulfil.
So it was with much eagerness that The Boy introduced me to Game of Thrones. Holy Moley is it addictive. To the point of hysteria.
First, you've got girl power complete with awesome hair braids and dragons. You've got more broody anti-heroes than this girl can handle, and more skull-duggery and backstabbing than you can point a stick (or sword) at. Not to mention cute loyal puppies (or direwolfs), sexy man beasts, lots of lovely boobs and of course - Tyrion, who's awesomeness is too much for this humble author to describe.
Since Gossip Girl came to it's sensational conclusion last year (DAN was GG, who would have known xoxo), I've felt a big gaping hole in my life, that only an addictive television show can fulfil.
So it was with much eagerness that The Boy introduced me to Game of Thrones. Holy Moley is it addictive. To the point of hysteria.
First, you've got girl power complete with awesome hair braids and dragons. You've got more broody anti-heroes than this girl can handle, and more skull-duggery and backstabbing than you can point a stick (or sword) at. Not to mention cute loyal puppies (or direwolfs), sexy man beasts, lots of lovely boobs and of course - Tyrion, who's awesomeness is too much for this humble author to describe.
Before I Turn 30: Become a Manager
I've now been in my professional career in "marketing" for nearly 10 years. Or rather 10 years on and off while I battled with bouts of wanderlust and unemployment.
But finally, after many a mediocre job and much hard work I have finally succeeded and been promoted to a management role. That's right, Marketing Manager at a prestigious (ish) media firm in London. I get to control a big budget, and am responsible for the development of my young exec. Hurrah!
However, this is never something that
But finally, after many a mediocre job and much hard work I have finally succeeded and been promoted to a management role. That's right, Marketing Manager at a prestigious (ish) media firm in London. I get to control a big budget, and am responsible for the development of my young exec. Hurrah!
However, this is never something that
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Sunny London Love
As our quest to purchase a house outside the M25 grows more serious every week I've found myself falling more in love with London.
On Friday, the sun came out, it was warm, and I spent as much of the day outside as possible. Nowhere else does propriety go out the window and it is suggested that you have your team meeting in the pub, because it's sunny, than London.
And when it's sunny, London is glorious, people are happy, joyful and on an endless hunt for Pimms and Rekordling
Wine fuelled adventures in the Adriatic
It is a truth universally acknowledged that no matter where you travel in the world, one can always find an Irish Bar.
And so was the case when The Boy and I travelled to Dubrovnik a little while ago, for a much needed break. However March is not the sunniest and warmest of months to visit, and it was during a ridiculously heavy rain shower that we found ourselves in Karaka's Irish Bar in the Old Town. It's cosy (but incredibly smokey) interior was a welcome refuge from the inclement weather, and with cheap booze and Motown on the stereo we happily killed quite a few hours here before it was safe to venture outside.
During this rainy interlude in the smokey Irish Bar I discovered something wonderful. That Croatian wine is phenomenally good. Like, absolutely delicious and extremely reasonably priced. Not readily available in the UK, as Croatia is not yet part of the EU and they don't produce enough to export.. I spend the rest of my 5 day holiday indulging in as many different local reds, whites and pinks that I could.
And so was the case when The Boy and I travelled to Dubrovnik a little while ago, for a much needed break. However March is not the sunniest and warmest of months to visit, and it was during a ridiculously heavy rain shower that we found ourselves in Karaka's Irish Bar in the Old Town. It's cosy (but incredibly smokey) interior was a welcome refuge from the inclement weather, and with cheap booze and Motown on the stereo we happily killed quite a few hours here before it was safe to venture outside.
During this rainy interlude in the smokey Irish Bar I discovered something wonderful. That Croatian wine is phenomenally good. Like, absolutely delicious and extremely reasonably priced. Not readily available in the UK, as Croatia is not yet part of the EU and they don't produce enough to export.. I spend the rest of my 5 day holiday indulging in as many different local reds, whites and pinks that I could.
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