i’ve just spent the last couple of hours sat watching bridget jones… wtf i hear you say - i’ve asked myself the same thing. i was convinced that i wanted to stay in and have a girlie night though, so it seemed a good idea at the time.

having watched bridget sing badly to shaka khan, cook awfully and drink far too much, it led to a moment of reflection….

i looked around the room to find myself sat here with my cats, the candles on, my laptop by my side and a bottle of beer in my hand (can i just add that i only started drinking beer last month!) when it hit me - i’m bridget in the making! when did that happen?

i’m going to be a 90 year old spinster that will be eaten by alsations before you know it - oh how i can’t wait

before i get started can i just say that i realise i sound like a misery guts - so please, there really is no need to point it out! i received this email from my friend over the weekend and seriously, it’s like the third time i’ve had the same email in less than a week! at first these things were fun - it was a way of getting to know trivial facts about my friends, but now i know EVERYTHING and there simply is nothing more to know.

i therefore came up with this plan, i’m going to answer the questionnaire on my blog and everytime someone sends me the same email, i’m just going to direct them here… simple!

FIRST NAME: melanie (although I can’t pronounce melanie correctly, so i refer to myself as mel which in turn leads everyone to believe that i’m a guy… nice)

WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? no, it took two months to get my name and my mum was getting desperate as my christening was fast approaching…

WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY? today… i shouldn’t admit that should i?

LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? no, it gives everyone the impression that i have plenty of time on my hands, which i don’t!

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? i don’t eat meat - think of the poor little cows and sheep in the field
IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? definitely not - i tire myself out but i can’t get away from myself - think i’m far too troublesome to make a good friend, always up to mischief!

DO YOU USE SARCASM? me? no! not at all :-/

DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? random!! why??? ……… yes!

THE LEAST FAVORITE THING YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF… my inability to behave and sit still for 10 minutes, plus my compulsion to shop! oooh, almost forgot my girliness, my big hips, my dark circles, the list could go on…

LAST THING YOU ATE? hot cross bun …. gotta love the hot cross buns!

WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO? my fingernails hitting the keys as i tap away & killers in the background

IF YOU WERE A CRAYON WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE? i’d be one of those crayons that had a different colour depending which side you lean on… typical, can’t be straight forward can i?

FAVORITE SMELL? the ocean

THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE YOU ARE ATTRAC TED TO: smile

FAVORITE DRINK? champagne

EYES? yes i have two - they’re both blue

HAT SIZE? what the heck??? i have no idea

FAVORITE FOOD? indian - so hot you struggle to eat it but then it feels like an accomplishment when you’re still alive at the end of it…

SUMMER OR WINTER? summer for sure - i’m such a sun worshiper!!!

HUGS OR KISSES? kisses with a few hugs thrown in

WHERE’S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE? my bed, i love my bed!

wow, so i guess i’m pretty easy to sum up - i’m troublesome with a short attention span who likes to be in bed in the sun drinking champagne whilst listening to the Killers and eating hot cross buns… who said i was one of a kind?

it’s thursday night which makes it officially the weekend and it has to be said that it couldn’t come soon enough. the week all in all hadn’t been great but it got a whole lot worse as i headed back to my car tonight.

firstly it was drizzly raining which is the worse rain of all as it looks pathetic if you put an umbrella up but is destructive enough to make you look like you’re wearing a mop on your head if you leave your hair to fend for itself! in my haste to get back to the car, i wasn’t looking where i was going and managed to stand in dog poop!!! (seriously it’s a good job i couldn’t see the mutt responsible!)

looking down to assess the situation having felt my foot squelch, i was so pre-occupied that i failed to see the great big lamppost straight ahead of me and managed to walk right into it head-first. now this is where i have a question….

with other people around, do you:-

a) acknowledge what has just happened, or

b) bounce off of the lamppost and carry on walking as normal?

i decided to go with the secret option c) which was to bounce off of the lamppost and then sprint back to my car, holding my head and crying like a baby the whole way - i’m so glamorous - but at least i think i handled the situation well

well they say that pictures speak 1000 words, so….

what more is there to say? austin rocks! x