I Can’t Believe How Long Its Been!!!

 can’t believe i haven’t blogged since March its crazy!! Well anyway i’ve got lots to write so i better get cracking!!

First of all its official i am now back in Mansfield. Well its classed as Sutton actually but that’s neither here nor there. What matters is i’m back and i get to see my friends and family. YAY!!! This weekend has been absolutely mental. All of the contents of the house has had to be packed and moved out ready for the Army to march us out of quarters. Not an easy task with an 18 month old on the loose. I think i packed one particular box nearly 6 times. Not a very amusing game for me but Leyla was in stitches!!! Little cow! Well anyway everything is packed in storage and now i’ve just gotta find a house down here.

Secondly. A new tattoo for me!! I have a mate called Ragga who lives in Shirebrook. He’s a tattooist and does it in his living room its great. You sit there with the fag on, talking away and this is whilst your being tattooed its great. He can draw anything you ask and up practically pay pennies!!! Oh and don’t judge the tattoo just yet it needs recolouring.

 My New Tattoo

 Thirdly. Guess whose got a land rover chassis! Yep that’s right, ME. To those who don’t know me very well just think of something you have always wanted and that equals how i feel about my chassis. It was an incentive for me to start my driving lessons again. An guess what i do start them very soon. I’m doing all the work myself and taking guidance from my best mate Nel. I’ve rubbed it down so far and i’m starting to paint it. Its very therapeutic and i feel very proud of it everytime i look at it now. Oh i can’t wait til its done!!!

The Chassis… Early Days

I’m not sure what else to put right now. So i’m off. Speak to you all soon x x x x x

Still Here!

Well the last time i blogged i was visiting my mum and it seems i’ve just not left, i’m still here. Now there are lots of reasons why? The biggest being i just don’t wanna go back to Newcastle. I came up with that conclusion after i found myself searching through the chad for houses!! Its really hard for me up there, don’t get me wrong the house is great and the family life is even better. I just can’t cope with the location. Some women just must be built for army life. This girl just isn’t. I am so used to people being around me and Leyla all the time. I like the thought of being able to walk out the house and do whatever i feel like. In Newcastle it just isn’t possible. I don’t drive so i’m fucked. I spoke to Jonathan about it so i’m moving back, if it makes me and Moo happier and Jonathan has to travel again then so be it, we’ve done it before and we can do it again.

I’ve had some bad news, Jonathan has to got to Afghanistan in June. I’m really scared and don’t want him to go. It doesnt help that it is his first tour and it’ll be the longest he’s been away from home. The usual tour time is 6 months but he has been told he’ll only be there for 4 months. It is the British Army though so i don’t get my hopes up!!

I get mad when i think of the reasons he’ll be going. The truth is he joined the army to do things for his country not some fucker elses. Now he’ll be flying out there and fighting for reasons that have nothing to do with us. He be in dangerous situations because of thoughtless people. It all comes down to someone elses fight and fucking religion!! It make me sick!!!

Anyway after that rant i have to go. All my thoughts go out to our soldiers over seas who fight for a lost cause. X x x x

Long Time No See!!

Well its been quite a while since i last posted. I think after i changed to wordpress i lost the urge to blog all of the time. I’ve also been back at my mum’s house for the past week so i’m always busy. Being at home in Newcastle leaves me lots of free time and i tend to just fill it with random posts. Where as being back at the family nest gives me more social options and i tend to never be in the house. Its great i don’t feel like i’m doing time. Which if i’m honest is what its like at home at times.

Good news!! Since i’ve been home my cousin Lizzy gave birth to her baby daughter. She was born on the 10th  February at 7.13pm and she weighed in at 4lb 3oz. She was named Kia Alisha and she is most tiniest baby i have ever seen. She was a month premature, she just couldn’t wait to meet the world!! Lizzy did well with the birth, bearing in mind she was in hospital 3 days being induced due to complications. The bitch did get away without having stitches though so i think it must of been easy!! He He!!! Anyway i was so glad i got be here and see her as soon as she was born. Good luck Lizzy!!!

Since i’ve beenback home i’ve done loads of stuff. I had a night out with my mate Lucy on Thursday.  Its alwayscheap and we tend to get trollied!! Not this time though. It was cheap don’t get me wrong but i was far from trollied. We ended up leaving the club early and taking a trip to Subway (something i also miss in Newcastle). We got picked up by Nel and it was an early night for us. Its all good though its always nice to see Nel. I’ve been out most nights into town with him this week. Its always good to catch up with him, cos if i’m feeling shit he always cheers me up.

Well i don’t really know what else now, apart from its my birthday on Wednesday and i’m 22!! Oh my god i’m getting old!!

Speak to you soon…. x x x x x x   

Hello

I haven’t posted any blogs for a while and i thought i’d say hello. My day has been very boring, at one point i even considered shoving shitty needles in my eyes to see what it felt like. I think the most exciting thing i did was make chicken chassuer for tea. Look at me go, don’t you just wish your life was as fun filled as mine. Not got anything to report really. Speak to ya soon x x x x x 

Too Bloody Early!

Well i was rudely awaken this morning by a banging on the door. For those who know me, i am not a nice person in the morning! Its not personal at all, i just like my sleep, even more so after the birth of my little girl. Waking up every three hours for a feed is just not funny!! Well to xplain who was at the door it was Nel. I would say dear friend but in reality he’s probably my best friend. He’s a real character. Well any way my mums boyfriends car broken into the other night, my mum has been panicking about the garage so she has employed Nel’s services (which weren’t really offered, but he won’t mind) to make it more secure. He had to come and measure up and thus the reason for being woken up. Leyla my little girl wasn’t even up because she is getting as lazy as her mum.I don’t mind if she wants to stay in bed, it just means i can too. Perfect, earthy mother types would say that babies need a routine. She has a routine it just doesn’t seem to happen at the same time every day thats all!

Well i’m off out. Speak to ya later! x x x

New Blog!!

Well well it looks like i’ve turned to the dark side! Not only had i just got comfortable with my new blog but everyone left me and moved to wordpress. Well now i’m here and it better be good. The hassle it was for me to get on to this bloody site, but i won’t go into that.

 Well its been an eventful week or so for me. My husbands gone on a course so i’m back in the family nest with my daughter for a fortnight. Its hard cos i miss my husband but i get to see my mates which is a bonus. For instance i caught up with my good friend Katy on Friday night. We went to her local which is definitely “a local pub, for local people”. Its great though the beer is good and the people are surprisingly nice. We reminisced about old times, drank lots of beer, moaned about stuff, played card bingo and basically got wasted. Just what i needed actually, there is only so much conversation you can have with a one year old. Saying that my daughter probably made more sense than me by the end of the night – Tia maria and orange juice catches up with you! I think by 4am is was just a rambling fool and vaguely remember drinking with a 60 year`old grandma in her living room, stroking a dog called Saffy, getting in a bed with 3 minors and chasing a frog? Don’t ask!!

The next day my head felt like a bucket and i knew by that, that i’d had a top night. Ever since i’ve known Katy we always seemed to have top nights out on the piss and always end up doing something completely random at the end of them. I like to think that when i’m old and grey my grandchildren will look up to me and love my seeded stories of debauchery!! I’m gonna love corrupting them.

Saturday night was a bit of a let down for me. It was my husbands brother in laws 40th birthday and lets just say it wasn’t my idea of a Saturday night. Not only was i feeling slightly worse for wear after Friday nights exploits but I was taking my daughter along, i just knew i’d spending most of the night under tables pulling her out by her legs whilst she ran rings around me giggling. Just not what i was in the mood for really. I met up with Katy to. She was invited to the party and was representing her family. Which i think is very sweet of her. I know if my family said they weren’t going i’d have been up for that. The party wasn’t a complete bust, after a few beers i felt more relaxed, which is strange because i was worried i wouldn’t keep it down and i did start to enjoy myself. Leyla didn’t end up killing herself by jumping off the stage and i didn’t end up killing my husband. He can be like an old fart at times which pisses me off. In all honesty if it wasn’t for Katy, cigarettes and beer i think you’d have found me rocking in a corner.

On that note i’m gonna go. I’ve got lots to do. Speak to you soon….