Last week was one of those weeks where you feel like the world is against you. Everything felt like a challenge and what could go wrong, did. Coming down with a rotten cold was the cherry on one majorly pants week. But there was a little highlight right at the very end, when three of my very favourite people returned from three very different holidays.
Tuesday, 30 September 2014
Saturday, 27 September 2014
Sunday's are most perfect when spent with family and it's always extra special when you spontaneously decided to venture out somewhere new. A few weekends ago we decided to take a spare of the moment trip out to Fanny's Farm. We set off with the intention of having a cup of tea and a nose around a farm shop- but were taken aback by a particularly bizarre and surreal little place and it wasn't long before we realised that this wasn't your typical Surrey farm. Oh no, Fanny's Farm was something different altogether.
Friday, 26 September 2014
Most women can spend a lifetime (and a small fortune) trying and testing beauty products over the years in search of that magic potion that makes us look healthier and (of course) younger. Usually by our thirties we've found at least one product that we absolutely love and it's likely that it doesn't come cheap and you avoid telling your other half how much you spend on a pokey little pot of eye cream at all costs (who needs food and electricity when I have a smooth, wrinkle free complexion anyway?)
But there are some months when the purse strings can't always stretch to your favourite high-end product price range. Particularly when your oven decides to die on you along with your kettle and the iron, oh, and your car is due it's dreaded MOT. So instead of leaving our precious mugs to suffer, (and all who have to look at us) sometimes you just need to find a more affordable range to see you through, which is exactly how I stumbled upon B.
Sunday, 21 September 2014
It's no secret that I've tried and tested a lot of exercise trends. From Barre Concept to Boot Camp, I've sweated my butt in all sorts of positions in an attempt to lose weight and get fit. But this week I took my fitness quest to a whole new level and I got myself a personal trainer. Oh pants. Now there is no getting out of this one. No hiding at the back of the class. No pausing for breaks when it all gets a little too much. Nope...it's just me and my trainer making sure that I do every single squat and lunge and that I'm constantly tightening up my core muscles...triffic.
Saturday, 20 September 2014
I realised that twelve years ago this week I started university, I almost passed out. How can that be? Where the heck has that time gone? It seems like only yesterday I was hung over during lectures, screaming with laughter down the Halls of Residence at 3am and doing shots of Archers on a Monday night. Oh the good old days...
Friday, 19 September 2014
One of the down sides of having Coeliac Disease is deciding what to eat, particularly if you're trying to eat healthily. Yes it's amazeballs that you can now get gluten free pancakes and croissants but if you're trying to lose weight these gluten free alternatives aren't too kind on the waist line, unless you plan on burning off an additional 500 calories a day. No thank you. One can all too easily find themselves in a groundhog day food slump, rotating the same bog standard meals and when meal times start becoming dull and tasteless, you know it's time to make some changes.
Sunday, 14 September 2014
Sometimes you need to have a little meltdown that forces you to step back and take a moment to prioritise your life a bit. Over the last year I seem to have got in a bad habit of putting an incredible amount of pressure on myself to do something productive with every waking second of my life and it's starting to take its toll. I always feel like I need to be doing something.
If I'm not working on the blog, then there are always errands to run, housework to do, exercising to attempt, jobs to check off and people to see, leaving little time to just sit and relax. I've always been a busy chick, but I've usually been good at making time to take stock and recharge my batteries, but not of late. Since starting the blog, it may have provided a perfect distraction, but it has also dissolved my ability to just be.