Tuesday, 1 December 2015

I made freaking patsa!

Today I felt like a freaking chef. I made pasta from eggs and flour and it was the bestest thing everrr!
I had wanted to do it for a while, because I love to experiment while cooking and so I decided to do some googleing and ma homie Jamie Oliver had an easy recipe involving one egg and 100g of flour, so I didddddit.
I defo cut the pasta way too thick (it looks a little bit like those witchetty grubs they make them eat on I'm a Celeb), but it worked and it tasted good and I'm deffffo gunna do it again! Yes food!

Thursday, 26 November 2015

Aye up. I remember this!

Ok, so apart from the last post (which I wrote like 2 months yet forgot to post, so I posted it two days ago), I haven't written anything here in.. well.. 2 months. I suppose life got in the way. That's a good thing. It's a good life I have - just a very busy one. In the past 2 months, I have done 2 papers, led worship at church, Zaccy turned 9, we threw a surprise party for Lizzie's 24th, made a giant soufflé and there has been lots of icecream eaten. 

Here's some pictures to prove it.

He's so grown up!

Essay fuel!

Zacca's 9th Birthday!

No actual words. My friend is a wizard. That's the only way to describe this desert. Magic.
Mahusive soufflé

I realise the most of these are foods, but as my friend Rosie said when asked You do realise future boyfriends are going to have to see the pizza tattoo?!: 

"Love me, love my pizza."

So inspirational.

Talking of food, I'm hungry. See ya xx

Tuesday, 24 November 2015

3rd Year 1st Impressions

Ok, so a lil disclaimer thingmabob: when I wrote this it was like a week into 3rd year of uni. Then, as I got more and more distracted by life it kinda stayed here in my drafts and now it's like 2 months later and I've gone to write a new post and I've just discovered it. I'm the worst person for keeping a diary maybe ever. Like every ever. Ahhh well. Here it is:

As I am writing this I am snuggled in a blanket, on the sofa, in my flat, and When Harry Met Sally is on the TV.

I have finally moved all in and unpacked (took me like 5 days, I kept getting distracted!) and lectures have started. I'm so unbelievebly excited for this year. It's going to be one of the best. I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my toes, love is all aroun- No? Ok then...

Anyway! I am sharing the flat with 3 amazing ladies, some of my bestests, and we are loving being able to invite people over for dinner - we've pretty much done it every night this past week! I'm also absolutely loving being so close to where Jonno is too!

Workwise, this year is looking so much easier than last year. I only have four assignments this semester and after doing seven 2,000 word papers in three months last year, I'm pretty ok with the four!

Now all I've got to do is work out what I wanna write my dissertation on! Wish me luck! Xx

Sunday, 13 September 2015

Jono's fixed!

So I don't think I've mentioned this on here, because I only really like to remember the fun things in life that I can look back on.. But this one has a happy ending, so here we are.

Jon had a heart condition. He's had it since birth, but has only really known about it since around January this year. Because of this he hasn't been allowed to do anything active at all, and for a guy who loves to play football, it has been the worst! 

He was told, when he was diagnosed, that at the end of June/beginning of July he would have an operation that would fix his heart and he would be all better. But, they kept deferring it again and again and again, untilllllll they finally revealed to him the date at the end of August. And so, on September 3rd we woke up bright and early and travelled so that people wearing funny clothes could stick things up Jon's veins and electrocute his heart. It went on for 2 and a half hours, and from what he says was super painful, but definitely worth it! 

They say you really get to know someone when they are under pressure. I don't know who 'they' are.. But I can say this, I learnt so much more of the guy Jon is whilst he got more and more frustrated at the fact that at times there seemed to be no light at the end of the tunnel. He dealt with the whole thing with so much patience, humility, composure and endurance. He is such a good egg, and I'm so thankful of the fact that he's my good egg.

Now, for the future! I'm so excited to go on runs, and long walks and do weird couple yoga ;)

Sunday, 30 August 2015

Jottings of Love #3

At the end of each month, I like to look back on the month and re-live some of my fave 'little moments' that make life great. These are the following:

Watching The Princess Diaries with the little brothers. There may be a lot of brothers in my life, but that doesn't mean they dominate with boy things. They do let me have my way. Sometimes, anyway! 

These two pictures kind of come hand-in-hand. I have been fortunate enough to spend a total of 24 hours in the car with these two over the past month. I may have driven Mum crazy with my mixture of Disney/Queen/Bee Gees/Atomic Kitten etc, but at least she still loves me. I hope so anyway....

On one of our car journeys, we stopped off and ate lunch here.. At the 'Moody Cow'. Brilliant.

There's something I still find so fun about messing around with makeup and plastering my face with it. I feel like I'm 13 again.

I bought When Harry Met Sally on Amazon. I saw it in my recommendations and thought, "well, it's a classic, so I'll give it a go."  When it came, I snuggled down in lots of blankets, ate chocolate and oh my goodness I just want to watch it all the time and never stop. I love it when you find a film like that. It's like Bridget Jones' Diary, or Bride Wars. 


Ps: Happy 21st Jono. You're my fave, I love you with all my heart and cannie wait to see you xxxxxxx

Monday, 24 August 2015

21st Celebrations!

I went to London, with Mum, to watch Phantom for my 21st. It was one of my favourite days ever.

Highlights include:
  • Lunch in Covent Garden, people watching.
  • Fricking Phantom of the Opera. It was incredible.
  • When the chandelier goes up at the beginning and the whole theatre lights up, and the orchestra are like so good with their instrument playing. It defo made me tear up. I so miss being part of concerts with orchestras.
  • Trying to guess with Mum who was multi-rolling within the cast, and getting it all completely wrong. 
  • Drinking our drinks and munching on our crisps we bought from Pret before in the interval, whilst everyone was sipping on wine they had bought from the theatre. Classy.
  • Laughing at an usher man, who had a typical London accent, until he wanted to tell someone not to take photos in the auditorium. Then, he would shout with a super posh accent. We have no idea why he thought that was a good idea; but it sure was funny.
  • Deciding not to use tubes so we could see more of London, and that decision did not disappoint - although my hips did not agree. They were hurtingggggg. They spent the next day reminding me just exactly why I usually get the tube.
  • Getting lost. Multiple times. Thanks Google maps!
  • Drinking sparkling cranberry juice, on a boat, on the Thames. Oooooh how elegant! 
  • Mum opening the train toilet door, on the way home, when a man was already using said toilet. Lets just say the woman sitting in front of the toilet door saw an image of the man that she probably doesn't want to see again.
  • Spending time with Mum. She never fails to make me laugh and I'm so thankful for her.

Wednesday, 12 August 2015

I'm 21!


Hello hello and good morning! I haven't updated anything over here for a while, have I?! I've been so busy, yet I feel like I haven't done anything! Ah well.. let me fill you in on a few things.... I turned 21! I feel like year number 20 has gone super fast, but it has defo been one of the best. 21 is cray because I'm like actually in my twenties now.. I'm a real grown up! It's strange because in my mind I feel exactly the same way as I did when I was 15! Mum says that never changes, and she's 5000000 years old, so she must be right!

On my actual birthday, we visited my brothers in Swansea and ate millllions of food. It was brillllopants (I promise, to never say that again).

Swansea is so beautiful. I wanna live there, and explore the sea alllll the tiiiiime. I love Britain so much. 

And that's it. Here are some photos - and I won't promise to write more, cos I never actually do.. But I have missed this, so I hope I will write moooooore!

Love you byeeeeeeeeee



Friday, 7 August 2015


"Eyes are a window to the soul" - Unknown.

Now, I have no idea what that quote means, but I do know that eyes are frickin' pretty. I just love them. Everybody has amazing eyes, even if they're poop coloured. Even if they're yellow. Everyone's eyes are different, and they're amazing. Seriously, take a look at the eyes around you. That's what I did. Then I stuck a camera in them. Here's evidence of that:



Tuesday, 28 July 2015



I got given these biscuits as a present a few months ago.. I just forgot to document it. This was a present that I loved, and it didn't cost much, but the thought and love that went into these little biscuits were what I loved the most, and they put a smile on my face.

I think you should get your friend a present. Just to say, "I was thinking of you, and I am thankful for your friendship". I think we forget to appreciate people, and we forget to let them know they're loved. Do that, today.


Wednesday, 22 July 2015

Bedtime Stories.

When I was 15 and this curly haired cutie was 3, our parents split up. Because Mum was working at the time, I babysat a lot and so I used to put him to bed almost every night. I enjoyed those times, because we would squeeze into his bed, hold hands and do the cold bed dance à la Miranda Hart (here, if you have no idea what I'm on about. It starts at 1:10. You're welcome.), and then we would read either a Dr. Seuss book, or one of the two books below.

He's now 8 and I don't have to put him to bed. I just went upstairs and he was reading a book by himself. I'm sad that I won't have to read him a bedtime story anymore now, but I'm thankful that he'll have those memories when he's even bigger than he is now.


Thursday, 16 July 2015

Monday 13th July.


Lastly, Monday was Mum's birthday! It was a low key day: she went to work as usual, the boys and I made her a 'fruit-salad-cake' which consisted of strawberries, melon and grapes (when you're Mum doesn't like cake, you have to be inventive!). Then, once the boys had gone to bed, as they had school the next day, Mum and I drank pink sparkly wine, and ate prawns and breaded seabass, whilst watching our favourite bollywood film; Om Shanti Om.

Happy birthday Mumma!


Wednesday, 15 July 2015

Saturday 11th July.


So Saturday was my Dad's wedding day! It was suuuuch a busy day. We were at the church at 8, and helped decorate until 12:00. We left then, and had one hour and a half to get five adults all dressed up. It was hectic, but we did it, and we were all looking glamorous and ready to go at 1:30. 

It was such a beautiful wedding, and it fitted them perfectly. We got back early - for a wedding - 8pm, and then because we'd left the house in a hurry, we were cleaning and scrubbing till 10pm. All in all though, great day and I'm praying Dad and Tracey have all the happiness in the world.