I am just about to start this one, which comes highly recommended. Really looking forward to it.
Randomly, I’ve had this playing in the car recently. Mostly because it was the only CD I could find in the car when I was bored with listening to the radio.
I’ve binge watched the entire second series of Broadchurch over the last few days, and absolutely loved it. Almost more than the first one. Just brilliant.
I’ve been absolutely loving this pomegranate facial cleanser which comes from Korea – I think the smell is just so lovely and fruity, it feels gentle on my skin, and gives me a real zing in the morning. Time to film my February favourites as well, I think …
Frequently Worn Outfits/Items
February’s been cold, so it’s been more jeans and boots, with the regular addition of scarves. I was looking longingly at pretty jeweled flip flops in Matalan the other day, though – another sign that it’s time for winter to be over!
We had friends over for dinner the other night and Ashley made this ‘breakfast salad’ for a starter – garlic mushrooms, pancetta, fried bread crouton and poached quails egg with rocket. It was delicious. I made a baked toffee and ginger cheesecake for pudding, which went down very well, but I was far too busy drinking and having fun to remember to take a single picture of it. #bloggerfail
As mentioned in Monday’s post, I’m trying to up my water intake, so it’s mostly been boring water, but I have been enjoying a Douwe Egberts vanilla coffee mid-morning to warm me up on particularly cold days.
Our tax bill. Which was far more than we were anticipating, once the accountant had crunched the figures. Not good.
Lighter evenings and lighter mornings. Hoorah. And watching the garden birds out of the kitchen window. It really is the simple things, isn’t it?
Nothing particularly exciting coming up during the month of March. I am looking forward to getting our cinema room finished, though – Ashley has made big progress over the last couple of weekends, and it seems to be coming together more speedily than I anticipated.
Sparkly flip flops. See above!
I do hope that when my car goes into the garage on Friday to have the suspension fault looked at, it’s not something major and it doesn’t cost an arm and a leg. We could do without another big bill at the moment!
It’s almost March, the mornings and evenings are significantly lighter, the trees are showing signs of bursting into life, and I think it’s just about time to throw off that wintery, hibernating feeling and get going again! Winter always does that to me: low energy levels, a lack of enthusiasm, and generally wanting to shut the world out and spend as much time under a blanket as possible.
But this morning, I’m feeling full of beans and raring to go. I’ve been making lists and plans, and thinking about the oncoming spring and summer seasons, – I really feel like the beginning of March is the new ‘New Year’ for me.
So it’s time to start thinking about
- Health – getting a bit fitter, eating better, and cutting out the midweek drinking.
- Home – decluttering and spring cleaning, getting rid of stuff I don’t need, tidying and generally organizing.
On that basis, I have set myself some weekly goals, which I thought I would blog and update each Monday for a few weeks on here. This week’s goals are as follows:
- Get outside for a walk every day – it doesn’t matter if it’s short or long, but it’s all about getting into the habit of getting moving on a daily basis, and getting some fresh air.
- Track my eating. Write down everything I eat.
- Eat my five a day. Every day.
- No alcohol Monday to Thursday. This is quite easy, as I generally try and do this anyway, but I wanted to set it as a specific goal, just in case!
- Drink at least 2 litres of water every day. I used to be really good at drinking water, but have got out of the habit over the winter.
I haven’t set any home-specific goals this week because I think there’s enough in that list already, but I do have plans to go through every room this week and ensure that it’s tidy and everything’s in its place, before I start the decluttering and reorganization process. I’m quite a tidy person anyway, so this shouldn’t be too difficult to achieve.
is it just me, or does anybody else feel a surge of enthusiasm and activity when spring is (almost!) in the air?
Another Sunday, another car boot sale. Here’s what I bought today
Saw this over at Florence & Mary a while back, and thought I’d have a go – I do love a good old Q&A!
1. Would you rather lose all of your mascaras, eye liners, lipsticks and glosses or loss all of your palette and eye shadows?
Ooooh, that’s hard, but I think I’d have to lose my eyeshadows, as I couldn’t live without mascara.
2. Would you rather chop off all you hair or never be able to cut it again
God, that’s even harder. Never be able to cut it again, I think. (But I’d probably cheat!)
3. Would you rather have a coral or pink blush?
Pink, every time. Funnily enough, it was only yesterday morning that it struck me as quite strange that I cover my face with foundation to get rid of redness, then add blusher over the top, which is effectively putting redness back on. Funny old world.
4. If you had £1000 to spend, would you rather buy clothes or make up?
Both. £1,000 would be more than enough to indulge both habits. In fact, Mrs Sensible here would probably only blow half on frivolities, and put the rest into savings!
5. Would you rather only use on eye shadow or one lip colour for the rest of your life?
One lip colour, without a doubt. Love my eyeshadows.
6. Would you rather have dark nails or bright nails year round?
Ideally, I’d prefer neutral, as I don’t have great nails. Definitely not dark, bright at a push, I guess.
7. Would you rather only wear your hair in a ponytail or a messy bun?
Neither. I’m far too old for a ponytail, and my hair isn’t anywhere near long enough to entertain a bun.
8. Would you rather never paint your nails again or never use lip gloss?
Oooooh, that’s tough. Although I don’t paint my nails that much compared with my use of lip gloss, I do love my nail polishes … but I love my lipglosses, too – I’d far rather lipgloss than lipstick. I can’t decide. Sorry.
Ages since I’ve done a second hand shopping post over here, but this morning’s car boot sale was a good one, so here’s a quick video of my purchases.
Happy Sunday, everybody!
One of the things on my ’50 Before 50’ list is Give Blood.
Give Blood also featured on two previous life lists I made, but I’ve never quite got around to actually doing it.
I am not the world’s biggest fan of needles (who is?) or blood – I don’t actually mind having injections or blood samples taken at all, but I don’t like to see the needle or the blood. On the one occasion I watched a blood sample being taken from my arm, I felt extremely sick and quite faint, so I’ve always kept my head averted on such occasions since then.
I decided it was time I got it ticked off my list so I could stop thinking about it, and I checked the dates last month and made an appointment for the next session, which fell on Monday afternoon.
I won’t lie, I was dreading it, and spent the morning trying to come up with valid reasons not to go. I’d made an early appointment, right at the beginning of the session, so that I didn’t have to wait around, as I knew that would make me even more nervous.
The first thing I encountered on arrival was a massive queue, which I stood in for a good five minutes, next to a waiting area seething with people, and not a spare chair to be seen.
Eventually I got to the front of the queue, where I told the chap on the desk that I had an appointment and asked how long I was likely to have to wait. He didn’t seem to know, which didn’t fill me with confidence.
He looked up my name on his list, said ‘oh, it’s your first time’, and sort of grinned in a slightly maniacal way. Not sure what that was all about. Anyway, he asked me to sit down and read a long document, about six or seven pages of A4.
I duly sat down and started reading. Page 1 was OK, page 2 a little unsettling with all its talk of feeling faint and side effects. Then came page 3, which was a graphic description of exactly how the process of the removal of my blood was going to take place. Halfway through reading about tubes, blood bags, syringes, needles, veins etc etc, I felt sweat break out on my brow, and I literally felt the contents of my stomach start rolling around. I took a deep breath, braced myself, and read another sentence or two. The edges of my vision did that thing where they start to go swimmy.
No, I decided, this is not for me. Sorry, I said to the bloke at the desk (still dealing with a massive queue – clearly they’re not short of people donating blood!), I couldn’t get past the description on page 3. And off I went, back to my car, all my blood well and truly inside my body, where it belongs.
So, that’ll be a fail for Give Blood then. Oh well, at least I tried.