Oct 30 2009
Oct 29 2009
now i know that it’s thursday and this is when my video is due and well last week i was lame and forgot… but i would like to point out that last week i was rushed off my feet running an event and this week…. well this week is halloween. you see, i could have done my video today as expected, but tomorrow, tomorrow will be far more exciting!
so you could have me today and it would have been dull, but instead i thought you might prefer to have me tomorrow in fancy dress… yes fancy dress… all in the name of charity. be warned, my outfit isn’t splendid, but that’s kind of the base to my story. not really setting expectations high really am i?
i hope that you don’t mind and check back tomorrow. sending love and hugs to you all.
Oct 20 2008
Nov 1 2007
i’ve never been a fan of halloween. ever. like, i hate it. with a passion.
it all started when i was about 4 years of age, heard a knock at the door, was told to answer it by my mum and was greeted by the scariest looking witch you’ve ever seen in your life and i’ve been traumatised ever since. you see to me, if there was someone evil out there, it’s the perfect opportunity for them to disguise themselves without raising eyebrows as it were…. ok, maybe i’m odd.
now, in the uk as most of you will know, generally halloween entails an evening of having young children knocking at your door, giving sweets to kids that would rather have the cash and occassionally having a few eggs hurled at your windows, fun times. if i tell you that last year, i closed all of the curtains, hid in my bedroom with all of the lights off and laptop under my duvet to prevent any glare – you might start to understand my terror.
given this background information – can you imagine my dismay when i realised that i was going to be in the states for halloween? my flight couldn’t come too soon although i did have to entail the entire plane laughing at me as I screamed when faced with a small child wearing a mask. isn’t life stressful enough without throwing ugly masks and fake blood into the equation as well?
Â must keep thinking pretty thoughts, pretty thoughts, pretty thoughts…. on that note, i’m off to find my fairy dust…
p.s. i took this picture myself, quite good for an amateur, even if i do say so myself
p.p.s. i’m writing this on the way back from the airport on a rather crammed coach – i hate public transport. the lady next to me keeps making nasty smells (i didn’t think women did that) and reading extracts of her rather raunchy book out loud. i’m rather disturbed. even more so now that i think she could be reading this… eek!