Shoe disasters, Painted Nails, Jam Pots and 'THE Bouquet'...

It was always the way of thinking with my family- me and my brother are the youngest from a set of 6 Cousins. And we were always the ones with hopes pinned on us for prospects of Marriage and Great-Grand-Babies. My eldest two cousins (both guys and brothers) had had their fair share of Girlfriends- both long and short term- and both are extremely career focussed. I can't for the life of me tell you what either of them do because I don't really understand what they do. One is the Assistant Director of some very famous firm in London (... famous enough that I don't even remember the name, obviously...) and the other is an Accountant or suchlike for Honda. Lots of the moneys coming in, both had plans for their lives. And both involved getting very expensive cars and then worrying about the rest of their lives later, thank you very much. The next two are brother and sister. One is a Geography teacher and hasn't had a boyfriend in a very long time and doesn't really care, the other is living with his French girlfriend in Paris being a translator for various companies and making a career over there. So everyone seemed a bit too busy to bother with the thought of bells and nappies. So me and my brother (Even though younger than me) were always the ones who had to answer the questions of 'when are the wedding bells then?' more aimed at me, and 'how many children do you want then?' aimed at my brother. Strange way of doing it I know, but welcome to my family.

This was all until just over a year ago. 

I shall explain the cousin system through numbers. Eldest cousins are 1 & 2, middle two are 3&4, and then there is me and my brother.

Cousin 2 and his then partner fell pregnant. Huzah, new baby to cuddle and the pressure is off the rest of us for a while. Sadly they are no longer together for one reason or another but according to my Gran who was initially old fashioned thought that it was still brilliant. 

Then cousin 1 proposed to his beautiful girlfriend whilst on holiday somewhere ridiculously nice and then we have the first wedding of the Grandchildren to attend. My Gran was literally beside herself. Excellent for the rest of us too!

Not being a particular girly-girl and having a mother who is even worse it meant we had to put in ALOT of effort for this wedding. I'm not saying my cousin isn't worth it, I love him to bits but we went above and beyond for this one! I had my hair properly dyed this time (hooray) and cut, I got mums hair cut properly (rather than cut it myself and end up nearly in hospital again for cutting off a limb...) we even got our nails painted! Incidentally, don't get Shellac Nails. Mine peeled off after a week and it RUINED them. It took me forever to find a dress, and I find clothes shopping a nightmare to begin with! Then there were the shoes... oh my, the shoes. I do love shoes, even though I can't wear anything with a heel I love them all the same. But it took us five solid hours to find these shoes. We went up and down town for ages, then when I finally found a pair they had my size but they were all dirty from being on the shop floor so we had to go to the next town half an hour away to see if their sister store had the pair... I was so close to texting my cousin and telling him that if I couldn't get these shoes I was wearing my converse whether he liked it or not...

The wedding was absolutly beautiful though. Truely. It wasn't over the top, it was very chic and vintage, the church was tiny, her dress was perfect, my cousin looked awkward in a suit and we all got royally sloshed. 

Big mistake on my part was catching the bouquet. Crap.

I was a little bit drunk, I was joking around with my only other girl cousin (number 3) about catching it... then it happened. I wasn't even looking properly. 

....

You know when you've done something unexpected or silly, and everyone around you stops breathing? Yeah, it was that. Except they wern't looking at me at this point.

They were staring at my poor poor other half.

And then there was ridiculous cheering, more champagne opened, many hands were shaken and many photographs taken of me and Mr B with the flowers, me and the bride, us and the happy couple...

Shit shit shit, what have I just done.

It was a beautiful bunch of flowers I have to admit. I hope Mr B doesn't think I'm expecting anything soon (although a girl can dream, right??? =P)

The winds of change...

Oh good heavens above. Still waiting on hearing back from this job application. Still hating working at spoons. Still feeling like crap. I had to go back to the doctors and get many nasty anti-biotics and a week off work but i dont feel any better. At all. I really need a holiday. And then we find out that the future parents-in-law are having to decide whether they want to sell the house or not. Which basically means that if they do, its guaranteed that me and Mr B will have to find our own place. Which, right this moment, is impossible. If B gets the job he's promised and I get the job I really want then we will be ok. But until then... guess I had better start looking then!!

Individual Results May Vary...

Ok ok, so I'm REALLY not very good at this. But I have been really busy!! Long story short getting into work again, having to reduce hours on doctors orders due to back injury whilst attending physio (when she's not on holiday...), trying to apply for a new job alongside in Youth Work to no avail.... still waiting on one application for 6 weeks now- apparently they are still deciding?!?!
An that pretty much leaves me at now. Im signed off this week after picking up some nasty chesty/throaty virus at Guilfest last weekend. Which was awesome, by the way. Played three sets on Sunday at two different stages and we got so much good feedback.
We had a mouse in our bedroom. For nearly two weeks. The little sod wouldn't take to the four traps we set up and kept stocking up with food. Which the mouse kept eating without setting off. INFURIATING.
However, not as infuriating as finding out the little bugger had taken up residence in my chest of draws, deciding to sleep in a different draw every night. Taking particular liking to my knicker draw. So upon finding out and thusly catching the furry delight, I had to wash everything I own and disinfect the draws and pretty much the entire bedroom. We ended up having to buy a new bed (FINALLY) and another set of draws for me to hold my life in. Its been a mission...
My thoughts today turn to Christmas. I mostly blame my mother, it was her 50th 2 weeks ago and we had a Christmas party for her with a tree and Christmas cake and tinsel and pretty much everything. Me and Mr B. made cake pops which were amazing.
But yes. Christmas. I've had to come to an agreement with 'the mother in-law' over Christmas, Mr B- although my age- HAS to be at his Aunts for Christmas lunch. No alternative. Not even if he is ill. I've managed to sweet talk her into allowing him to come to my parents for Christmas dinner if I spend Christmas lunch with them- to my surprise she was delighted about, considering i never get invited to anything. I'm sure she doesn't mean it and its assumed that ill turn up if Mr B is but still...
My actual thought process is more leading towards presents. Last year I made lots of presents for a change and I loved it but I felt so rushed.... If I start thinking now then I'll have plenty of time to make.
Mr B had to throw away the box that held all the advent presents I made for him for our first Christmas together- he caught the mouse in it and figured it wasn't good to keep after... He mentioned that because he's had to get rid of this one that maybe I should do it again for him this year... Nice to know my effort was appreciated =]
But now I've got to think up 25 presents and a box to put them in...
Last time I chose different things, so one day would be chocolate (like an advent calendar but a little bag of chocolates instead of one...) one day would be a present and one day would be a little certificate for something... like back massage, trip to the cinema, midnight picnic... things like that- then for christmas day i got us tickets to see Avenue Q. WHAT THE HECK AM I GOING TO DO THIS YEAR???

I'm not very good at this...

I keep trying to write a new blog but then get side tracked. Its not good. But for now, I'm focussed.

So, this is what has happened in the past 23 days...

Mr B and I went to the Isle of Wight with Scouts for Easter. It was pretty darn epic, lost of costumes and drinking and activities. I got to spend 5 whole days with Mr B and it was good. We needed it.  

Got 'let off' at work... wasn't impressed.. but in the same day got a job at my local wetherspoons and they want me to be shift leader. sweet.

and I'm on the atkins diet now! yay! day two and im doing pretty well =]

Hello again.

So. A very very busy week! The private night went swimmingly, the open night was brilliant and we made alot more money than ever expected, and the pub is running along 'tickety boo'. Tonight was crazy which was nice, made the evening run a bit quicker. I also get to run the pub quiz on Monday night which I am MOST looking forward to.

Indeed.

I am still trying to get over this damned chest infection, its on its last legs which is good but the hay fever has set in which isn't brilliant. And thusly the back pains have started again from working too hard and also the wonders of being a woman are rearing their ugly head. Today has certainly been hard. But me and Mr.B have been able to spend alot of time together which is lovely. Now that we both work in the pub trade but at different pubs it means that the likely hood of getting the same time off is rare. We had lunch out at our fav. Wagamamas today which we haven't done in a very long while. I know it sounds bloody soppy but I really do love spending time with him. We get on so well and just being able to spend a day with him is nice.

The two friends of mine that have just got engaged have had me thinking. About whether it would be a good idea to ask Mr.B to... well... you know... marry me. I know I want to spend the rest of my life with him, I can even picture our kids... But I don't know if ME asking would change how we were. He's quite traditional I think, I'd hate to take away the privilege of the whole 'engagement' process, especially as his last girlfriend (who he happened to be engaged to) was a bit of a twat and in my opinion totally marred their whole engagement etc. When I found out I was happy for him, don't get me wrong. He has always been a friend and I just wanted him to be happy. But when I found out more about her it angered me so much.
Its not that I'm rushing and just want to be engaged to 'join the club' as it were... I just want to show him that I am committing to him for the rest of my life and want to do it now. I knew I wanted to spend forever with him the first day I met him. He knows this... I have never dreamed about the old 'tall dark and handsome' man, the one that whisks you away into the sunset.... it has always been the cuddly curly haired guy who makes my world complete by just being there. I genuinely would dream about him, even if I was with other guys. Whenever I had a bad day or had a nasty brake-up I would always think of him, and how easy it would be and how he would make everything better.

Sorry, I'll man up a bit now.

Bedtime methinks. Tis late.
Night sugar-plums

Bunny xx

A little update...

Gosh a lot has been going on these past few weeks!! We've finally got the pub open, tonight was our open night and we were rammed!! We really didn't know what to expect but this was great!
But.
Its so difficult working with a family who own the business. Especially as they are all girls. I feel really in the middle when they all have a spat and I feel dragged into a lot of situations unfairly... So me and the boss had a chat tonight and alot of what she said pissed me off mildly. It was almost like she hadn't noticed how much i had been doing, running out food orders, cleaning tables, cleaning glasses, collecting glasses... I've been running around like a frickin mad person whilst she busybodies (which is frickin annoying) and fucks things up (like tipping the entire dishwasher into the bar and blaming it on someone else) and whilst her two daughters stand around and I was picked up on, on things that I'm not doing. Now, I know I'm not perfect and I've still got alot to learn but really?!?!

ANYWAY it's all fun and exciting.
But I've been worried that now I'm working in a pub as well, Mr B and I won't be able to spend as much time with each other. I know I live with him so I still get to sleep next to him but... yeah. I love him so much and I love how tight and close we are and I'm terrified of loosing that. We'll work through it I know. And This isn't what I want as a career- I desperately want to go back into Outdoor Ed and Instructing but I don't want to live on site. Or if I do, Mr B has to be able to live with me.

I'm currently watching One Born Every Minute and I'm not going to lie, but I can't wait to have Mr.B's babies. I want to spend the rest of my life with him and we will have some pretty cute kiddies =P Not now though. Leave it a while I recon.....


So yeah. Speak soon

Bunny xx

Alternative...

I have never been a bridesmaid before. The only proper wedding I have been to was through a previous job where all the newbies got invited to make them feel a part of the family. It was really beautiful, in a chapel near where we all lived at Christmas, using lots of Christmastime colours and we sang carols instead of traditional hymns. And before that, I've only been to a reception when I was... 7?!?!
This will be a wedding like no other though. The couple are NOT traditional. Male (B) and Female (S), both long hair, both metal heads, both wear a lot of black. And I'm going to love every minute of it! Don't get me wrong, traditional weddings sound nice. But if they suit the couple. S & B are the furthest away from straight edged, traditional, white wedding in a church. She's already looking at alternative dresses, corset style but black and red. Which would suit her amazingly.

Oh, by the way, I started to write another blog about weddings, but then changed my mind. I'll do it another time.... Meh.

So yeah. Just thought I should share that with you. Ill keep updating this blog with everything going on and talk about my bridesmaid experiences... There are 5 of us including the maid of honour, two of the girls are younger (B's nieces I believe...) the maid of honour I don't know and the other bridesmaid (my other best friend) lives in Cheltenham. So quite a way away. I'm so lucky that I get to see S so often to be able to talk about it all with her!
I'm going to make her a wedding planner as a little present. Four years is a long time and she needs somewhere to store everything. I've found a plain black spiral bound book (normally used for scrapbooks) from Paperchase, I'm going to put a cover on the front of 'S's wedding planner' and lots of deep red roses and a few cute skulls, and I'm going to attach red and black ribbon to the top spiral like a book marker. A few of the pages I'm going to convert into pockets to hold reciepts, flyers... anything! Im going to wrap it up with a few silver and gold pens, some glue, some journalling boxes (its a scrapbook thing)  and some photo corners so she'll have everything she needs! Have I missed anything??

Bunny
xx

I cannae do it captain...

Its amazing how the effects of being ill can bring even the strongest of men to weeping into a snotty tissue.

I'm not the healthiest of people, I picked up Glandular Fever in college and ever since then even if someone had a old two weeks ago bets are on I'll catch it.
Like I started off with in my previous post, I am trying to get over a STUPID cough and STUPID sinusitis (AGAIN) after thinking I was all fit and well. I think this is my third cold/ illness bout this year. Admittedly I've not got the best diet in the world, but working for a well known Coffee Shop that doesn't stock that many healthy foods and going home to my other halves family who eat very well all adds up, then moving jobs to one where take away meals as lunch for convenience or garage sandwiches for ease and being quick is even worse. Getting over a bad injury from a car accident, not working outdoors any more and constantly picking up colds does knock one back somewhat.

But it ALWAYS surprises me how pathetic it makes me feel. Mostly, I try and soldier on. I plough on through, minding my own business trying to make sure that everyone else is OK then worry about me. But when I get ill its like I'm four again and I just want hugs and love and blankets and soup all the time. And someone to kiss it better. Although kissing me now may result in the 'kisser' being covered in goo, either from the hacking up of a lung or the lovely yellow sinus gunge that I seem to constantly produce (where does it all come from?!?!)

However. Being ill has made me appreciate the very few girly things that I do. Like, when you do go out in the evening, wear a nice top. Or a favourite pair of jeans, or an awesome pair of shoes. I've just got into the habit of putting my fringe up into a mock quiff and with half my fringe being bleached blonde and half of it being ribena purple, it actually looks quite nice. And mascara. I love mascara. I still need to get the hang of the old eye shadow malarkey, if I do it myself I end up looking like someone's punched me. Sometimes its possibly cause I punch myself due to becoming angered by it all. But mascara and a bit of eye liner works quite well. Recently as I have progressively become more ill I have tried to do more girly stuff. And I get compliments too which is nice, but then the reverse is 'Christ, if I feel like death but look good, then what the HELL do I look like on a normal day???'


Meh.

Hopefully it'll start getting better soon. The lack of smell and taste senses is starting to annoy me slightly though. I couldn't enjoy my bacon sandwich for breakfast today and it made me sad... I couldn't taste my cider at the pub either. Its such a strange sensation, I can tell the difference between bitter, salty, sweet and creamy but I cant actually taste the individual flavours at all. I couldn't taste the Korma I had for dinner (It was cooked for me, I had no choice. Its difficult when you live in someone else's house...) and I LOVE Korma. Nor the Iced Tea (best way for intake of fluids that doesn't make me feel sick after the first pint AND gives me a sugar boost to help fight all the infection and try and give me some energy.)

Man, I am SO tired.


Night all

Bunny
xx

Just a bit excited...

In amongst being horrifically Ill with a few migraines, a chest infection and really bad sinusitis as well as being really tired and a bit lethargic, I have had some good news and some pretty frickin awesome news too.
1) My pub opens on Friday which means I have a full time job again (Yay!!).
2) Thanks to the wonders of Primark, I though I was a size 16/18 jeans size due to 'fashions' inability to cohere with each style/ shop/ brand/ whatever. BUT!! On an off-chance I went to Sports Direct to get new trainers for work and went upstairs to trawl through all the women's clothing. I found a really nice pair of black boot-cuts for £9 but they were a size 14... My other half told me that I should take them home and try them anyway, just in case. And by jove, they fitted!! Which boosted my confidence no end! Im not as fat as I thought!
3) THIS IS BEYOND AWESOME!! Two of my closest friends have been going out a little longer than me and Mr. Bunny. And they are an awesome couple, they work off each other so easily and when you look at them you can tell they were meant to be together. It was the male friends birthday drinks yesterday at our local, and he had ALOT of friends and family around. All of a sudden the girl stands up and announces that she asked the guy to marry her on the 29th of Feb and he said yes!!! Her ring should be coming on the 12th March, and His a few days later. So, after a lot of happy screaming, tears and many drinks, we went outside for a chat about everything when she takes my hand and asks me to be one of her bridesmaids!! Of course I couldn't say no, I love these two to bits and it would be an absolute honour!! I even offered to make her wedding jewellery for her as a present. I used to do it as a job so I know where to get things and how to make it and it means she can have exactly what she wants.
This got me thinking back to this particular job. I made commissioned wedding and special occasion jewellery for a little company who mostly deals with pearls and semi-precious stones. Because I was looking after so many brides and their families, I used to collect loads of wedding magazines and bits and pieces from websites to help give the women lots of inspiration. I thought at one point that it would be cool to be a wedding planner, but so much time and money has to go into it that it wouldn't be financially viable. However, when I can I try and help out as many friends and family when they do have weddings.
So, I have decided to start a second blog about weddings! Now, I'm not doing the whole teenager 'I'm planning my own wedding' thing, cause that's a little bit weird. How can you plan a wedding when you're not yet engaged, and when you don't know what's going to happen in the future?
So, I'll write about what I know. And what I find. What's 'in fashion' at the moment and delve into weddings with a difference. But most of all I want to give as much information as possible on how to do a wedding your OWN way, where to find suppliers for cakes to flowers, how to make your own invitations and favours, even using Ebay and discount vouchers to help make it cheaper, and how to phrase talking to companies about your wedding. I'm really excited!!!


Ever snivelly and gooey,
Bunny xx

Loosing things to talk about, so for a change...

SINCE 2O12 STARTED:

------- Hαve You -------

Had a boyfriend:

I have indeed. We have been together 1 year 8 months.

Had your birthday:

Not yet. A few months yet.

Been to church:

...No. 

Had someone close to you pass away:

No.

Pulled an all nighter:

I didn't mean to. I truely didn't. And there wasn't alcohol involved either. I just couldn't sleep.

Gone on a shopping spree:

....I just can't help myself... 

Gone to the movies:

Yeah, I took Matt to go see Goon (the one about Ice Hockey) and I think Ive been since??! not sure. 

Been to the beach:

We went to Chichester today which is right next to the sea...

Met someone new:

Yup. A few people. Hope to meet more! 

Been out of your home town:

Yeah. Well, I now work nearly two counties away.

Done something crazy:

Unless you count leaving my job and telling my ex boss that he was a shit manager and that he should stop sleeping with a staff member, then no. I am not physically fit enough!!

Thought about moving:

Yes. But can't afford to. Also the other half isnt ready to move yet.

------- In The Past Three Months -------

Kissed someone:

I kiss him everyday. 

Slept in someone else's bed:

Well. It's 'our' bed now I guess... but other than that no.

Snuck someone over:

Nope, didn't have anyone to sneak!

Been to a bar:

Yup. I also now work in a pub with a very nice bar... 

Drove somewhere:

I try to drive as much as I can, but haven't really been able to.

Done something you regret:

A few too drunken nights... not telling Mr.Bunny something that almost repercussed on me because of the situation. But its all ok.  

Drank alcohol:

Too much...

------- Last -------

Person you hugged:

Matt 

Person to call you:

The mothertron. 

Person who messaged you:

A scouty type friend. It was about red food paste.

Time you took a bubble bath:

August, just before I moved out. I have showers now, I miss baths.... 

Time you felt stupid:

Oh man, SO many times. 

Person to make you smile:

Mr.Bunnies 18 year old brother building a fort out of massive cardboard boxes...

last song you listened to:

A song by The Pixies. I think. Not sure.

Thing you did yesterday:

Feel ill, be on facebook waiting for Mr Bunny to come to bed and listen to him and a friend talk very drunkenly and loudly. And cook food. It was half 2 in the morning *weep*

1) Can you take this without deleting any questions?

I can. 

2) What's going on between you and your last ex?

He used me for sex. He appeared to be a wonderful, kind, loving guy who just happened to be a virgin. I didn't want to sleep with him and ruin that until he was sure that he wanted to be with me. And he said he was. Two weeks later he got bored and started sleeping around. Oh well, His loss. My ex before him though is an absolute twat. I have never met a more scummy piece of filth. 

3) What was your worst mistake in your life?

There are a few. Mostly people. 

4) Would you get back with your first ex if they asked you?

Never. I waited four years to be with Matt and I plan on spending the rest of my life with him. No one has ever compared.

5) What's something you really want right now, be honest:

A car. I miss the freedom. I miss being able to go out and see people. I hate getting a train to work. I also miss having money...

6) Last time you had butterflies in your stomach?

Cheesy, but I get buterflies pretty much every time I see Matt... 

7) Does anything on your body hurt right now?

My back. My stomach (being a woman sucks sometimes, you know?!?).

8) Who was the last person to IM you?

Simon. Another scouty friend. About a camp coming up and costumes =] 

9) Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

Matt. 

10) Are you ignoring anyone at the moment?

Yes. 

11) What are you listening to?

The TV. Cooking programmes for the win!!

Bad Bunny...

Wow, just realised that I haven't posted in a few days. Alot has been going on, lots of working and seeing family and stuff so I've not had the time!!
A few things I have been pondering the last couple of days...
1. I know I have been in a car accident so am still really really nervous about other people driving, but I seriously wonder how people passed their driving test when they drive like maniacs. When you agree to give someone a lift home, you agree basically to actually get them home safe. So why drive really dangerously and potentially put their life at risk?? I just dont get it.
But I do miss having a car....
2. Why the hell is it now apparantly fashionable for 30something women to just get pregnant?? I dont mean married couples, I mean the ones that scout out people to have a child with, lead them under false pretenses and then when they have a child and a potential stable relationship then blow it all because all they want is to go and hang out with all the other single mums and not be the odd one out!?!?!?!? Why!?!?!
3. Why do a half assed job, when you have been paid to and have the time to do it properly? The most you are going to get is angry phone calls, complaints and potentially be out of work in the future because no one wants to recommend you. Its really frustrating because it leaves a trail of destruction behind meaning that more people have to come and finish it or worst case re-do the lot and even more time and money has to be spent making sure that it is ok. Bring into the equation health and safety and people like the food standards agency and it makes everything twice as hectic.
4. I don't mean to be anti-social at the pub. Sometimes I just want to play a game on my phone because I am a little bored or I feel I can't contribute to the current conversation. I know I'm getting worse at it, but at the moment I am seeing the same group of friends nearly three or four times a week, and it gets to the point sometimes where there is nothing left to talk about. I guess I should start writing down conversation starters and go from there but that seems a little sad, right??
5. No, I dont know really why I blog. I dont think I'm using it like a diary, if I was I'd be doing this three or four times everyday and I just don't have the time or patience to. Mr Bunny didn't really understand the point of it all and thought it was a glorified diary. Sometimes I have alot of things going through my little head and it helps to set things out and work through it if I see it all written down. Its like he found it funny with all the lists I used to write. When I have my diary or a bit of paper around I am constantly writing down things; dates, numbers, things I need to remember, ideas... With both, its not for the benefit of other people that I write any of it down. If people want to read it and comment then great but my head sometimes needs clearing out.
4. I am definatly getting more creative recently. Not because of that dream, its only just occoured to me that it was about creativity. But I've almost finished making my camp cloak for scouts, then I can sew my many thousands of scout and guide badges on. Ive almost finished cutting out the pattern for a little capelett for a viking costume. Its dark grey faux fur with a silver satin style fabric lining. Its going to be so cute!!
Then I need to find a pattern for a top, a skirt and possibly leg warmers. Super cute!!
THEN I have offered to design the cocktail menus for work by hand. Me and mum went to a craft show at Farnborough on Sunday and there was a company there that makes loads of different stuff out of mdf, but make ring-bound book looking objects that would make awesome menus. I will post up pics of all my little projects soon. They're going to keep me busy!!
I think thats it for now. See? I should have written a list...
Bunny xx

Dreams...

I have some strange dreams. Sometimes its good that I forget about them due to how vivid or nightmareish they are. But last night I had the weirdest dream yet that only one section stays in my memory.
I was pregnant.
Normally I dont try and interpret my dreams. I am a thinker and I stress and worry easily and find it hard to shut down, so I put it down to my brain over working and making me have dreams about what I'm worried about.
But this time in reality I am not pregnant, nor worried about being pregnant, nor plan on it for a while. This kinda scared me. Is my body telling me I am, I just don't know it yet?? Is my body telling me its time to start trying?? Is my brain reminding me of all the problems I have had with 'my innards' and that its a sign??
I decided to have a look online for the meaning of this dream. Apparantly, it relates to my creativity and creating things. Not necessarily a new life but new projects and arty things.
I can kind of see how that relates to everything at the moment. The pub I have been cleaning and painting is hopefully going to open soon which means I get to learn how to run a pub. I like learning new things, I've had so many jobs but the best bits were always the learning.
I have just joined a band and we did some recording last night which is both exciting and terrifying at the same time. I get to re-invent myself as a musician again and have creative input.
I have got back into baking and cooking properly again which is awesome, my next venture is cake pops!!
I have also started getting into designing costumes. At scout camp there is always a theme and costumes have to be involved. Its the only part of theatre I have managed to cling on to, being able to create something epic from a bit of fabric or something from a charity shop.
So in a way, it makes sense. I just wish it wasnt depicted through me being preggers cause I'm SO not ready for that yet...
Bunny x

Eat less, fatty...

I have come to the conclusion that I don't like the word 'diet'. For me, its a word already filled with a set up for failure and dissapointment. Therefore, I am not starting a diet. Instead I am spring cleaning my eating habits. And boy do I need to do it fast!!
I realise also that with this spring clean I need to get back outside and do more. I miss working outdoors. So much fresh air and it makes you feel healthy.
I also know that I need to cut down on drinking (although I honestly dont drink that much but its more gow often I drink) and the old smoko. Again, I dont smoke that much but I want to quit.
More positive, less negative crappy thoughts too. Happy mind is happy body!!

Bunny x

Aftermath...

Dinner went really well, timing is awkward though because there are so many little bits to do. You cant cook the pudding whilst doing the main like with pies and cakes because you have to control the temperatures and conditions so much. But it was good. Taught my friend alot about cooking too as he is trying to teach himself.
Didnt do so well at the pub quiz though... We're having a bad streak of scores under 30 out of 60... Last night was pretty tough. We must try harder!
Today will consist of getting dressed, tidying the kitchen from last night, hanging out with my brother and having lunch then heading over to work. Only a few hours today though so hopefully I wont come home and fall asleep on the sofa like normal.
And hopefully this cold will start to shift soon, I'm a little bit fed up of being gunky all the time...
Bunny xx

Attitudes...

It has always puzzled me how a little bit of power can go to peoples heads and make them think they know an awful lot when, really, they don't.
Also, if you want a job done, speaking down to people is a sure-fire way of making sure it just won't get done.
Why do people do it??
Unnecessary really.
Bunny x

MasterCheft Haslemere...

I love to cook. I really do. I find it so relaxing and I can let my creativity flow. Ever since I was little I have always watched my Dad cook everything from bacon to stews and pies and puddings. I love the smells and the flavours. Like Dad, I like reading recipe books and cooking magazines to get lots of ideas. Whether we follow the recipe or not is a different matter and that is the beauty of cooking. The experimentation. Working out what looks good with what, what tastes good with what, and what smells good.
My Mum, on the other hand, is a very simple cook. I remember when I was about five or six Mum was cooking sausages under the grill and she had left them for a minute too long; all of a sudden smoke was billowing out of the kitchen and the sausages were on fire. She even burns toast in the toaster! But recently she has been trying harder to cook more complex dishes. She cooks a mean Lancashire Hot Pot.
Dad likes to take every opportunity to cook for people. Someone coming round for lunch? Small gathering? Massive party? He will always feed an army.

I like to bake cakes. I am a cupcake fiend and would love to be able to churn out delectable cupcakes and make the world a happier place. Everyone needs a cupcake! I bought myself a giant cupcake mould a few months back and I'm telling you, its not easy to get it right! Cupcakes themselves can be quite tricky to get perfect every time with gorgeous frosting, but the big ones are worse. My mould is two parts which makes it easier for timings. Or so you'd think. The top is about half the quantity of the lower but takes twice as long to cook, and even then the middle is sometimes still soggy and the outside is almost burnt. But I like the experimentation of the process. And I'm starting to get the other half into it too which is nice. He has made himself head taster. Its difficult to sometimes get him to stop eating the batter in case he eats the lot!
I have also got into making fudge. It is SO easy I don't know why I haven't tried it before. Again, the other half helps me make it because there is alcohol involved. He hasn't quite picked up that the more alcohol involved, the less it sets. But it tastes good which is the point. I have made Rum and Raisin fudge which is really good. The first batch didn't set properly as Other Half decided to sneak in alot of rum whilst I had my back turned... Cheeky! The last batch was a White Chocolate and Baileys fudge which, for some reason, even though I put in all the correct quantities REALLY didn't set. So we ended up turning it into a take on Cheesecake. Without the cheese. It was nice, put crushed digestives and melted butter all mixed up in the bottom of a flan dish and put the failed fudge on top. Very sweet and a bit alcoholic but nice.

My cooking opportunity today comes courtesy of a good friend who I haven't seen in a number of years. I do get to cook with my lovely other half but today I get free range of the kitchen without 'extra hands'. I was going to cook a roast as I was expecting the boys to be around but one is working and the other is a free spirit. He can cook himself a pizza later- he is incredibly fussy and difficult to cook for so is used to fending for himself in the freezer. Because of this, I have decided to make it quite simple. Tagliatelle Carbonara with streaky bacon and mushrooms for main, and Poached Pears in white wine with a chocolate sauce for desert. I have cooked these two for dinner a few times before and it has gone down rather well so lets hope today its just as successful! I shall try and put up pictures through the process if I can work out how to.

Wish me luck!!
Bunny x

New Beginnings

So. Here it is. Finally, after 22 years of life and various failed attempts at starting a blog I have buckled down and actually started to write. I don't know where this is going to lead me, but I'm looking forward to the many possibilities that letting go through blogging will lead me.
Right, a little bit about me now. Only a little bit mind you, otherwise I'll have nothing to talk about in other posts. Hmmm... I am a Scout and I'm damn proud of it! I have never been involved with a group of people and felt so much like a family. Not including my friends obviously, but in terms of 'recreational activities' I would never give up being a Scout. I am a Guider too, but only a leader. In Scouts I have the opportunity to still do things for myself. With a group of like minded people from all walks of life, getting involved with the most crazy stuff imaginable. There will be specific blogs about all this later on with hopefully some pics to help explain a bit more.
Thats it for now! I will be back soon with a few more brain musings.

Bye!
Bunny x