Whisky and Coke

Really Writing!

2008-09-05T13:11:00.002Z

Yes I kept to my New Years Resolution. I began writing a children's story which one day I may finish. The initial responses from chosen readers were positive. PC breaks down, brother in law kindly repairs it......and I completely lost the flow.

So, I had a fresh idea, not for a childrens book, I think I was trying to take the easy option with that, but for an adult novel. No, I don't mean a triple x rated love and lust story, I mean the kind of book that I would like to read. A thriller, a murder mystery, possibly with a bit of supernatural horror thrown in.

This idea hit me, and I literally mean hit me one night and it blossomed. It imposed itself as a question. Could what I was thinking really happen? So I went on the long road of research, using the internet of course, and loop de loop! yes, it could happen.

So my story began. All I had in my head was the idea for the end. Normally I would sit and think, and think, and think, trying to start at the beginning, work everything in and finally get to the end. Those efforts in the past have stopped with the thinking!

So, fingers poised, I picked the name for he leading lady, began typing, and for once it flowed. The story appears to be writing itself within my head and I'm not sure if that is a good sign or not. I'll be writing away on the current chapter, and another idea will come into my head, one that is a perfect link, a perfect clue for further on in the book. It's almost like an umbrella effect. I started with the handle, then one spoke appeared, then another, finally all the spokes will be there and eventually the waterproof cover will mesh itself together to complete the effect.

Hopefully the waterproof cover will be the end of the book. Then all I need to do is keep opening and closing the umbrella, in the form of sending copied to publishers. Maybe the umbrella will finally be used in the rain! Meaning it may be published.

I still have so much research to do. I need to get back in touch with an old police friend, or anyone know a police person willing to help a budding writer with her research? I need to study a little more on forensics, molecular biology, the processing of DNA.........amongst other things that would give the game away, and that I have already studied a little of, and no it's not psychology or Spanish!

So.........wish me luck. And please, please, please don't let my "backspace" key fall off like it did last weekend in the middle of writing! Hoe can you write a novel with no back space ke ?! Hubby to the rescue, and believe me those things on a Dell are hard to put back on, blinking fandangled contraption took him an hour to do bless him. He will get an acknowledgement in the book. My backspace repairer extrordinair.

Oh.....writing will take a back seat in a week, while we are sunning ouselves (hopefully) in Majorca for just over 2 weeks. But I will be taking notepad and pen to jot down any ideas that pop into my head over a gin and tonic :)

Bye for now

Asta La Vista

Whisky

xxxx

Yes Sir I Can Boogee!

2008-07-18T11:18:00.002Z

Last week was filled with extra days of work, and visiting customers scattered all over the country including Ireland. I drove hire cars, flew on planes, got stuck in trafiic, but most of all, worked hard, and laughed hard.

Now it has all caught up with me, yesterday I managed 14 hours sleep!

I did however go out with SIL, I didn't want to go, but changed my mind and am so glad I did. It was a Salsa evening and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I've tried posting the video's on you tube but it won't let me, some wrong format or something, never mind.

There was five of us, plus another thirty odd people and the instructor. I joined in at the back, got annoyed that I couldn't see the instructors feet, movd to the front, then got too hot and decided to dance on the street outside where it was cooler. I also had more space, never mind the audience of cars driving past, I think it brightened their day!

I was annoyed with hubby when I found out he had only finished work at 10.30pm! And......he may have to work the weekend, planning in a barbecue with J and K.

I am still hooked on Facebook. It is such a good way to stay in touch with people and see how their day to day lives are going. However I have added two friends in Mallorca and that maks me sad :( Seeing their updates and pictures, glorious sunshine, people in the back ground of their photo's on holiday........only 8 weeks to go until we are back!!

Work otherwise seems to be falling apart at the seams in some ways. Thankfully we are really busy, but people are leaving :( Not on our team, no sir, I'm going to glue everyone to their seats, but it does mean going through the process of introducing someone new to he craziness of our office. I did ask if we could have a tall dark handsome man with a six pack, but I was told no drinking was allowed at work :(

Oh well........you may have noticed the link on here to my facebook page for the blog. Feel free to have a look, and of course if you know my name, feel free to add me on facebook. If you don't know my name and would like to know it, ask.......and I might tell :)

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxx

Blog Redecoration Yet Again and introducing Liam Live

2008-06-19T13:56:00.005Z

I was annoyed with the previous lay out, I couldn't control the size of the picture I wanted, and I couldn't link directly to new posts, so I'm back to the old pink blog template. At least I know how to work this one!

Our holiday to Mallorca was wonderful. Ten days, nearly all of them sunshine fuelled. We met our friends there, we had booked for the same place and the same time and didn't realise until a couple of months before we went. It was nice to meet up with them have a few drinks, watch the entertainment, and take them on trips. They loved Palma, but then again who wouldn't!

It's such a beautiful old city. One minute a maze of tiny streets with buildings reaching for the heavens, the next a shopping street, the next a cathedral, probably the most beautiful one I have seen.

What was my favourite part of the holiday? Well definitely not the 2 am alarm call on the flight out. Maybe seeing Lianne at Grillworld again :), maybe getting the apartment we had in September with the huuuuge balcony? Maybe lazing around sunbathing and reading books? No.

It was this Liam Live Turn your speakers up when you click on the link!!

We had seen him last year as a Robbie Williams tribute act, and had spoken to him briefly. This year we took J and K to watch him, while they were sat down hubby and I spoke to Liam. He is a lovely man, willing to talk even though he has work to do. He has recently got married and expecting an addition to his family. Last year we bought two of his albums, and I told him they had not been out of my car since then, he was really pleased, and even mentioned it during his show!

He has a new album out, he explained he had had a hard winter, and had used the time to write some amazing songs. He sang two of them during the show, the title track to his new album Ice, and his new single Amazing. Amazing is.......well amazing! It is currently being aired on radio in Germany, South Africa, France, Spain and America, and will be on Radio 1 and 2 in the UK next month. I urge anyone to either go out and buy the single when it is released or download them from his site. He is the future of music. He is a truly talented man and I don't often heap praise on singers.

The Robbie part of the show is excellent, he carries off his moves and mannerisms better than Robbie himself with the trademark spins well and truly awesome. But....vocally he wipes the floor with Robbie, and you guys know to me Robbie is the top man!

Liam sings from the heart, just because it may be a small venue he doesn't skimp on vocal power and physical energy. he more feedback the audience give him the more he sucks it in and uses it as his force to perform. The audience is the electricity and Liam is the power.

I cannot praise his songwriting skills enough. I have listened to the new Album and cannot fault one song. The songs have meaning, and that is one thing I am passionate about. He wears his heart is on his sleeve when he sings Amazing and Too Late. He vocally surpasses anything I have heard, and to hear him live.......I had goosebumps. Occasionally he would glance at hubby and I, both on the 1st week and the second week. To me it was worth 1000 glances from Robbie, this man deserves to make it big, he deserves recognition, he deserves to be top of the charts!

After both weeks he thanked us for our support, he asked us our opinion of the show, our answer was always "Brilliant!". We bought his album on the 1st wek, and he very kindly gave us a new "launch" copy on the 2nd week. My only wish, is that he lived nearer to Cala D'or so he didn't have to pack up his equipment and drive the long drive home. I would love to talk to this man, ask him where he gets his inspiration from, how he builds the stamina to do nine shows, yes nine shows a week! To ask him never to change from who he is. Not to let fame overtake him and change him as a person. I hope, I pray, that Liam makes it. I have never met anyone so deserving, and I would love to one day be fighting to buy tickets to one of his sell out shows.

His album launch was Monday. His special guest? Cliff Richard. I can only hope he was well received, that the album and single will soon be hitting it big in the Uk and world wide. I hope he stays who he is, an extremely talented grounded handsome man. I hope he simply stays Liam Live.

Having just done a search on you tube I have found Liam singing his new single Amazing, so, turn up your speakers, listen to his voice and.......enjoy!!

Laim Live - Amazing

Roll on September when we can watch him for three shows!

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxx

There's a 1st Time For Everything!

2008-05-23T13:27:00.002Z

Last August, I was one of 1200 people who booked a ticket to the Asylum 08 convention. It is a fan convention for people who watch, love, and adore the American tv show that is Supernatural. I was nervous and excited at the same time. I love the show, the writing, the storylines. It cleverly combines drama, folkelore, monsters such as vampires, shapeshifters, ghosts and suchlike, along with a slight comedic touch. It tells the story of two brothers who are "Hunters", they treck accross america saving innocent people from said monsters, whilst continuing their backstory of who killed their mother, one of their girlfriends, their father, and also holds a contract for one of teir souls, I could go on but....

The whole point of this is that this experience would be new to me. I was going with a friend, but that changed at the last minute, so, not only was I in completely new territory, but I was alone!

Anyway, hubby refused to take the ticket, and I completely understood, he hates American shows, and he wouldn't have known Sam from Dean, or indeed a Wendigo from a trickster, (I can tell immeditely!).

So off I went to register, alone and nervous. I arrived early, sat on a chair and watched in awe as most of the 1200 people milled around the hotel. I sat their and it dawned on me that ALL of the people that were there had one thing in common, The Show.

I worked up the courage to speak to the girl sat next to me. It was the best thing I did, she took me under her wing, showed me the ropes, told me not to join random queus just becuase it was a queue, and looked after me all weekend.

Thank you Emily!

After registering and getting my "pack" on the friday, I was raring to go on the Saturday. After all I was going to get autographs from 8 cast members! But it was oh so much more than that. Queuing for hours was worth every second when you got to the cast member at the front. They ALL took the time to speak to you, ask you questions, and show that they were enjoying the weekend as much as we were. My favourite was Jim Beaver who plays Bobby a surrogate father to the brothers. We all had to put our names on a post it note so that the person knew who to sign for. And Sis In Law will love this! I get to hm he says hello and says my name and winks at me. He knew what my name was short for, and he knew that I didn't like being called my full name as it felt as if I was being told off! He signed my autograph and gave me another wink as I turned away.

So autographs collected on the saturday, and yes I managed to ask one of the wierdest questions to two of the cast members.

Me: I hope I don't offed anyone with this question, but we (meaning the 1200 people in the room) Have all seen the out takes from the show and I wondered if you had been in the vicinity when Jensen or Jared (the leading men) have broken wind?

The 1200 people broke into fits of laughter, and I held my face in my hands......but, this is the response caught on video, you can just hear me asking if I should go home, and saying thankyou at the end.

Sterling and Jim's response to my question.

If you read the review of the convention onf the supernatural tv website she actually mentions my question!!

Sunday was spent watching all of the cast talks from the 3rd row wooohoooo! It was so interesting to hear the tricks of the tv trade, and their own experiences whilst filming the show. Along with their personal opinions of things.

In closure I loved every minute of it. I have since watched the episode finale and can really appreciate how well the people act, considering I have now met some of them!

Thankyou Emily, if it wasn't for you I would have been a lost soul.

And Sis In Law, geeks rule! Pfffft.

Hugs and love

Whisky

xxxx

Water day!

2008-04-28T11:26:00.004Z

Whew,

Update so far, more Lush products have been tested both by myself and by Mum. So the newest ratings are...

Honey Bee bath ballistic gets a 2 out of 10. Tested by Mum. This smelt lovely in the bathroom for a few days, so much so that Mum put off using it to keep the scent. She finally gave in, ran a bath, dropped in the bath and got in and went.....eeeeewwwwww!

It should be called Honey I Pee'd in the bath! The water turned a yellow colour, the smell disappeared, and Mum thought if she had an accident and had to call an ambulance they would think she had been in the bath all day peeing!!

Then I tried Butterball bath ballistic. I expected to get what it said on the web. A lovely soft moisturising bath with coconut butter. What I got was the effect of margarine floating on the surface of the water, a smell of nothing, lovely soft skin, and a lovely ring of grease all around the bath. I give this a 3 out of 10.

As recommended by Holli, I bought the Flying Fox Temple Balm. At 1st I was surprised how small the tin was, but seeing as Holli had told me it was discontinued in the states I got some anyway.

The next day, no perfume which is a rarity for me! I dabbed some of the balm on my wrists, behind my ears and in the pulse point of my elbows. I was transformed! I became full of the joys of spring, and.....everyone said I smelled lovely. I love it and give it a 9 out of 10. Holli, I asked in the shop and they said they haven't heard of it being stopped in the UK....so if you need some sending over when yours runs out let me know!

Lush review over until the next usage takes place.

Hubby went on an impulse and booked us a long weekend in Cala D'or. We flew on Thursday lunchtime, and flew back Sunday tea time. Well, we arrived to glorious sunshine, were told that the previous few days it had rained, and on the day we were due to leave it clouded over again. We are both sunburnt, but loved every minute of it.

We found a tiny cove really high up from the sea, we popped to have a look and found well over fourty jelly fish. We were amazed, not only to see them, but also because they were purple! We watched them for ages. I was slightly sozzled after having a Majorca sized gin and tonic, hubby kept his eye on me as I went from one edge of the twenty foot drop to the other. But I sobered up whilst watching the jelly fish dance, eat, and poop.!

The next two nights we were treated to a wonderful display from the local bats. Amazing to watch them swoop and soar by the streetlights to catch their food.

Of course we saw Lianne at Grillworld, and were treated like long lost friends. We crept up on her as she wasn't expecting to see us until June, and the look on her face was a picture.

Now to today. And believe me I'm itching with adrenaline.

We have had a leak in the house, and our plumber was booked to come and fix it today. He arrived, disappeared outside with hubby, and the next thing I know the doorbell rings. The next door neighbour was asking why she hadn't been pre warned. I told her even I didn't know the water was going off straight away!

Then it was "While we are on the subject your husband drilled through our wall two years ago!" Huh? Hubby has been decorating the upstairs bedroom for four years, it must have been a really long drill bit to go all the way down the stairs along the length of the house to their kitchen.

My brain kicked into jack russel mode. "If you want while we are on the subjects here goes.......how about cleaning up the dog mess in your garden once in a while, out garden stinks".

Reply "I do it every week"

Me "You do it once a week when your dog fouls at least twice a day, thats fourteen poops right next to our garden fence and it stinks!"

Me "While we are on the subject, do you not know how to close a door properly? You have two front doors that you constantly slam, I have come home from work to find books fallen out of my bookcase with the force of the slamming!"

Reply "We don't slam doors"

Me "We are fed up with the noise, if it's not the doors it you screaming at each other stomping up the stairs and slamming doors, how about a bit of peace and quiet".

Reply, hand goes to mouth, starts looking downwards with tears in her eyes. "I didn't realise, why didn't you say something?"

Me "Because I didn't want a confrontation like this, I don't want us to fall out!.....Do you hear anything from us?"

Reply still looking at the floor "No why?

Me Because I have a drum kit in there that I play as loudly as I can, but stop at 6pm for the sake of your children"

Reply. "I........never knew!"

Me "Exactly, we think of our neighbours"

Reply "I'm so sorry if I have offended you, I didn't mean to fall out with you, I'm so sorry and will make more of an effort".

Me "I didn't want to fall out with you either, but at least we can get things sorted" Meanwhile the plumber has turned the water back on and is probably thinking I am insane!

Reply "I'll go and fill some containers of water.....I'm so sorry if I offended you and I will make more of an effort"

Me "Thankyou"

I then shoot outside to smoke a much needed cigarette as I am shaking with anger.

Hubby comes outside to check I am ok, I tell him, then let him know we can probably expect round two when her hubby get's home and she tells him what I said.

At least it is out in the open now. We can try and resolve things instead of me always wanting to ring the council and get them into trouble.

There was the mention that we didn't have children and couldn't appreciate the noise. I didn't bite, just said we have neices and nephews and fully understand the noise kids can make. I didn't tell her that the kids weren't responsible for the dog poop, the slamming doors or the late night arguements with foul language.

Finally I've had the arguement I've been waiting for, I stayed calm, having planned over and over in my head what I would say should this day happen. I stuck to my script, I was honest......I did good.

Fingers crossed that there is no round two, fingers crossed if there is that hubby ISN'T home, and he will not be as polite as I am. I can out talk anyone, I have a quick sharp tongue without stooping so low. I can dis arm people with a few words. Hubby isn't so tactful, if he turns white.......run!!!!

So that's my weekend in a nutshell. Tomorow it's back to work and I'm looking forward to it :)

Mum is having her new bathroom fitted this week. We went two weeks ago to a place that Clever Crafting Friend recommended, she chose what she wanted, they had a cancellation and it will almost be finished in time for her birthday on Thursday :)

For now......keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer!

Hugs

Whisky

xxxx

I'm a Baby Faced Guitar Hero!

2008-03-28T13:51:00.003Z

Still on the topic of Lush products, I asked my Mum to get me theBaby Face cleansig bar and the Soft Coer massage bar as recommended by Holli.

I read the reviews on both products, and decided on my own method of using the Baby Face bar. Run a sink of hot water, rinse your face so it is damp, dry hands! Massage Bay Face bar all over face (with dry hands so they don't get sticky, and use up more of the bar than is necessary!) put bar down. Massage face and rub in the cleanser. Put a face flannel into the sink and use it to wipe of cleanser thoroughly. It removes make up and mascara so quickly and thoroughly it is amazing! I then dry my hands, and gently quickly massage face again with the cleanser, and lightly wipe it off with the flannel. This ensures your skin isn't over clogged, but is left with the residue of the bar to work it's moisturising magic.

I have always suffered with my skin allergy on my face. One single tiny spot soon becomes a three month home for my allergy. It takes forever to clear it using my cream, and my cream is steroid based which isn't good to use too often. Never ending circle of allergy, cream, allergy cream, until it decides to move elsewhere on my face.

BUT.......within three days of using the cleanser my Mum noticed a difference! and within a week....all signs of my allergy has gone! Now that's what I call magic.

People at work have commented on how pretty I look now that I am wearing make up, and it's all down to this tiny bar of cleanser. I can confidently wear make up to work, knowing that a, it wont affect my allergy, and b, I can remove it simply and thoroughly without having to rub my face raw with baby wipes!

I give this product a 10/10 and would recommend it to anyone. I wouldn't recommend Lush's way of using it though. Cotton wool pads would simply stick to the bar, and then stick to your face.

On to the Soft Coer massage bar, and no this isn't X rated!

Holli recomended using it like a perfume,most importantly keep the bag it comes in! I slide it to the botom of the bag, hold the bag around it to use it. It is designed to completely melt in the hands and this stops that from happening. Anyway, I rub a little bit behind my ears, in the pulse point on my inner elbow/arm, down to my wrists, and behinf my knee's.

It smells heavenly, and people at work have been asking me what my new perfume is as it smells gorgeous!

Thank you Holli!, and I hope you don't think I am copying you too much. It's just knowing that these products are completely natural with no chemicals, and hearing such good reports from you, I simply had to try them.

I also used another of my birthday bath bombs.
The Haagen Bath bomb I have to say it took well over fifteen minutes to fully disolve! The water was filled with a raspbery ripple effect cream on the top, and was scented with mint chocolate. My skin was smooth ans silky afterwards, but I didn't smell as wonderful as after the S*x Bomb. I'd give that one a 10/10 and the Haagen bath a 7/10. Mainly because of the disolve time. I would recomend puting it in the bath when it is a third run. NOT when it is completely run and at your desired temperature.

Anyway, I still have the Champagne Supernova to go, and Mum and I are going into town on Monday to visit the store.

I have made a list, and I will try my best to stick to it. I have on the list five more bath bombs. A flying fox temple balm (again recommended by Holli), and a dream time temple balm, and a bath bar soap.

I will let you know if I buy anthing else, which I'm sure I will :)

Hubby came home last weekend with a joint "easter egg" for us. Eggsept it wasn't an easter egg, it was guitar hero 111 for the Nintedo Wii.

Ok so seven hours later I had a sore hand, and was seeing dots before my eyes but it is THE best game ever. I am totally addicted. Simply adore the fact you actually hold a guitar, and have now completed the easy level with three bands!

Last night I managed to complete one song on the next level but boy is it hard!

I give this game a 10/10 both for playability and addictiveness.

I'm off to check my regular web sites.....see you soon!

Love n hugs

Whisky

xxx

Birthday Bathday

2008-03-10T15:49:00.004Z

Ok so my birthday was last week.....but seeing as Monday is one of my days off, and our new snuggly sofa was delivered today I decided to have a pamper bath.

I normally have to be careful as to what I put in my baths, with scars and wounds anything too perfumed is a bit dodgy. I'm ok with natural lavendar, soooo, I splashed out, or should that be bombed out with one of my presents off my Mum.

Holli had given me the idea a while back to try some Lush products. Namely the Henna (caca) rouge bar. When I was younger I was lucky enough to have strawberry blonde hair. It was a ritual once every few months for my Mum, my sister and I to "Henna" my hair. Given the fact it was long enough for me to sit on at the time it was quite a task. Back in those days you could buy pots of henna for hair, you wash your hair, then refill the bath with really hot water. Slap on the henna, comb it through, and sit with hot towels on your head. As soon as one towel cools another was dunked in the steaming hot bath and wrapped round my head. It was bliss and the henna really brought out the red in my hair, and conditioned it like nobody's business.

So......Holli mentions a Henna bar and I'm straight on the Lush website. Should I try it or shouldn't I? Mum then mentioned that there was a Lush shop in our own town and I was gobsmacked!

For my Birthday my Mum gave me a Henna bar!! wooohooo, and......set of three bath bombs.

Anyway today I thought I would give it a go. I ran my piping hot bath, plugged in the cd player (not into the bath d'ohh) with the new Nickleback cd in it, got into the bath and let the S*x bomb do it's work.

Instantly the bath turned a deep marshmallow pink, the bomb fizzed, the smell filled the room and I was enveloped in clouds of pink marshmallow, feather, bubblegum loveliness.

I soaked whilst listening to my music, made sure I rubbed the lovely water all over, and came out smelling absolutely wonderful, and my skin is adorably soft!!

I can't wait to try the other two, and maybe get some more?

My Henna bar is in the fridge, I need to work up the confidence to use it. I have to do a strand test 1st to check my hair will be ok, then I need to decide whether to leave the clingfilm on for four or six hours! Holli? any suggestions lol.

Anyway, out of the bath, and into Clever Crafting Friends gorgeous birthday present for me. A lovely pair of marshmallow pink jim jams (pyjama's) that I just happen to have matching socks for! I'm in a land of pinkness. From feather bubblegum marshmallow baths to a lovely new fresh pink pair of pj's. What more could a girl ask for?

I have to say I was spoilt by everyone for my birthday. I got my drum kit off hubby yeeeehahhhh! And yes I can play!. My pj's from CCF, Navie Wifey got me the cutest ornament doggies :) SA at work gave me a lovely deep pink crysanthemum plant and an adorable pink alien. Mum gave me the Lush goodies, a kilner jar filled with sweets in the shape of a pig and a unique hand made bangle with a heart and an aqaumarine on it. As I say.....spoilt rotten.

I had tonnes of cards, and a few messages on facebook, which I am now addicted to as well.

This Friday I am going to visit College Buddy, and then the Friday after I will take a trip into town and go into the Lush shop. So far on my wish list I have

The Babyface cleanser as recommended by Holli. and, The Snake Oil Scalp Massage bar, I suffer badly with my allergy, and now it's even in my hairline, I can hardly put my cream there can I? also,definately two of the temple balms, probably the dream time and whoosh, and as recently recommended by Holli, a Soft Coer Massage bar. Holli recommends "I put a dab on my chest, wrists and anywhere else I might like fragrance or shine. After that, I just want to eat my own skin. The smell is outrageously good. I DARE you to find something on earth that smells better" Ok, I'm up for the dare, and anything that smells like milk chocolate and honey,honey, cocoa and natural melty butters I'll try.

After all, last years present from CCF was choccy based bath and shower products and they are good enough to eat.

Whew, how many links in one post?

And.....I think I'm finally back on blogging track. Recently my mind has been doing a lot of wandering, it still does, and always will, but not as much. I could only have typed about sadness, and loss, and I didn't want people to read that. Whisky is back in the land of pink fluffiness, there will be some absences. Everyone has sad days, but for now you'll have to put up with me more often :)

Love and hugs

Whisky

I've been tagged :)

2008-03-07T11:29:00.002Z

I think Aly has realised that my blogging days are dwindling and has given me the nudge I need to do a long await post. Thankyou hunny!!

Anyway, when you are tagged in blogworld, you simply have to answer the questions, and not just answer them any old way, you have to be honest, so here goes.......

The rules of this tag:
A: The rules are posted at the beginning
B: Answer the questions about yourself
C: Tag people, let them know in a comment on their blogs that they have been tagged.

What were you doing 10 yrs ago?

Ten years ago I was 27, and I believe was working at my last job. I think at that point I was reasonably healthy and was loving the job until things changed. I had had my ileostomy by then, and I think it's about this time that the dreaded abscesses started rearing their heads. This would lead to a five month stay in the hospital......oh the joys. BUT....at this job I made two very important and precious friends. In no order, Clever Crafting Friend, and Navy Wifie.

Snacks I enjoy:

I simply adore Tesco's own cheese twists. Biscuits that are cheesy but not over so, and are easy to eat whilst reading a book.

I also permanently have sweets and chocolates in the house. For my birthday my Mum gave me a huuuuge glass jar in the shape of a pig, this is filled with sweets from my past, and present. Jelly beans, flying saucers, cola bottles, banana's, jelly snakes, fried eggs, an all the goodies I love.

Five things on my to-do list today:

Visit Clever Crafting Friend :)

Have a bath, possible with one of the Lush bath bombs my Mum got me for my birthday!

Sit up and wait for hubby, he has been in Portugal all week for work, so no, he wasn't here for my birthday :(

Play on the Nintendo Wii. I'm still absolutely addicted to tennis, I have made three of my Mii's (individual characters you make and dress yourself) professionals now, and I can even play sitting down. Who needs to stand up and expend valuable energy!
Copy the new Nickleback cd for SIL and one of my colleagues at work.....it's a brill cd!!

Things I would do if I became a billionaire:

I would pay off all of my friends and families mortgages, yes I stole this idea off Navy Wifie, I would give money to local charities, I would buy a second home in the town we love in Mallorca. I would buy myself one of the new Aston Martins as seen in the new James Bond adverts, and whatever car hubby wants. I would have a loft extension built. I would set up a trust fund for Little Miss Pink and Little Miss Purple. The rest, I would let the interest build up, and have direct debits coming out regularly for the charities.

3 bad habits:

I have a base metal allergy on my skin....and I tend to overdo it with the cream. So much so that when a friend came to visit me on Monday night I looked as if a meringue had exploded all over my chin!

I can get snappy when things get noisy. I hate unnecessary noise! If I am watching a tv programme and hubby is putting the washing up away with the door open I go mental! When I am at work, if people are talking across me whilst I am on the phone I'm sure I turn into the incredible hulk, either that or the look I give them insinuates murder and they are quiet LOL

I have to stick to my routines. I don't start work until 8.45 am, so why do I get there at 7.40am? I HAVE to get up, have my toast, then my milky coffee and go on the internet on my days off work. If this routine is disturbed, even by my toast burning I feel out of kilter all day!

5 places I have lived:

I have always lived in the area that I live in now....but I was lucky enough to be brought up in pub's and have therefore lived in some truly amazing places. One pub,I spent my young childhood, and met my 1st ghost Charlie. Him and I would sit in the cellar talking for ages. My Dad would come down to look for me, and there I would be, sat on a pile of four barells.....now how does a five year old get that high? Charlie helped me. He also saved me on the cellar steps. I followed Dad down and he told me to avoid the one step that was due to be repaired. I didn't and felt a hand move my foot to the next step down. I asked Dad if it was him......he was right at the other side of the cellar no where near me.

Another pub had a not so nice ghost. She had died tragically whist on the phone. You could feel her walk in the room and it went ice cold. Her father still worked at the pub as the gardener, and every year he would put random flower bulbs in the rockery. I watched him! A bag of mixed bulbs, mixed flowers, mixed colours and e threw them in and covered them in soil. SO how, every year on the anniversary of her death, did they come up in color order spelling her name?

I think my favourite place was the pub I met hubby in. He was a barman, and I didn't even acknowledge him for a year. I was "in lurrrrve" with my teenage blonde hunk, then found out he was cheating one me. he next night, hubby before he was hubby, talked me through it, he helped me cry, and told me I would be fine. Within 3 weeks we were seeing each other and I have never looked back. I have since found out from his Mum, that as soon as he began working at the pub he fancied me! He watched me from a distance, going out with a excuse the language, "jerk".....and we ended up together. Rebound? No way.

I think that's enough, believe me my childhood homes we amazing....I could talk all day!

Things people don’t know about me:

I have always known that even though I have my life time disease and all that it throws at me, endless operations and scars, pain and annoyance, I have always known it is for a reason. I don't know what reason, but I know this and that is what keeps me going.

I AM going to write a book or two. I have nearly finished my children's novel I will print it off and start sending it to publishers. It has a sequel, but that will be written after I have written my adult novel. I don't mean adult x rated d'ohh. I mean adult reading as in psychological thriller, murder, mystery and maybe a little supernatural thrown in for good measure.

I adore rock music. People assume I am a pop lover, take that, boyzone, etc and yes I do like all music. My all time heroine is Karen Carpenter....but I also love Nickleback, Creed, and anything that isn't too heavy a rock sound. Evanescence, Within Temptation, music that means something and tells a story.

I tag:
Gert Lush

I still check your blog often, and haven't forgotten about you :)

I hope you enjoyed my deliving into myself. Sounds a bit odd lol.

Anyway, that was one looooong post :)

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

February Already???

2008-02-08T10:56:00.000Z

I simply cannot believe where the time has gone, before we know it another year will be gone.

Sorry for my absence, so much has been going on, and I had so many wonderful gifts for Christmas that my time is spent.....well doing other things.

Here's a brief run down. THE most wonderful hair straighteners, which have cut my hair straightening time in half, improved the straightness of my hair so that it actually looks straight instead of half straightend....and heat up in seconds!

A sat nav for my car. Which of course has had me scouring the web for voices to add to it, so far Michael Caine is the favourite. You have reached your destination, and notta lotta people know that. This has given me the chance to go further afield, ok so I haven't as yet, but I will need to in the future, but more of that later!

Not exactly a Christmas present for me, more of an impulse share present from hubby, we now have a Nintendo WII games console. So everynight as soon as I get home, or every day if I'm not at work, I spend at least an hour playing tennis. At first I would be out of breath and worn out....now I'm nearly up yo pro level and hardly shed a breath! I adore the bowling, and am getting to grips with the baseball.

We have a few games, wii sports, golden compass, the sims castaway, wii play to get an extra remote, desktop driving which I simply cannot do, and High School Musical sing it, complete with microphone and Whisky singing away quite happily, but annoyed that the american actresses in the films have such high voices!

I have also started writing. Not my psychological thriller, murder mystery phorensic supernatural book. But, a childrens novel that I have had in my head since I was about ten years old. My Sis In Law has read the first chapter to Little Miss Pink and Little Miss Purple and they loved it.....I'm on chapter nine now and WILL finish it soon, then copyright it and start posting to publishers.

As you can see time filled to the brim. I even said to hubby that I was so lucky, with him being away most of the week I have soooo much choice, what to do, play the WII, play with the sat nav, write some more of the novel? The he comes home with my early birthday present!!!

Oh Joy of joys!

I have always worshipped, loved and adored Karen Carpenter. She has been my heroine since I was introduced to her music aged twelve. THE most amazing voice, incredible song writing talent, and she could play the drums. SInce then I managed the singing, although not to her ability, but someone once told me I sounded like a cross between Patsy Cline and Karen Carpenter! But, my reaction was COUNTRY MUSIC Arrrrgh! I should've listened and taken the chance. But hey ho.

Anyway.....back to the birthday present. Hubby led me to the boot of the car where there was the largest box ever. From my view I immediately thought OH NO not another television.....then he lifted it out. A flat screen tv it was NOT!

I am now the proudest owner of my very own drum kit!

And.....the best thing ever, I can play. Ok only a little bit, but it feels "homely" to be sat there sticks in hand tapping out a beat. I am following lessons on you rube, and I can pick them up within half an hour. Someone I was talking to last week said for me to be able to do that I must be anatural.

All I need now is a male who can play the keyboards, and we have a Carpenters Tribute act! Well.....I'd better learn the drums properly first!

So now, time choices, write novel, check blogs, play wii, check e mails, work, eat sleep, play with sat nav, play with Nintendo ds, write novel, read, eat sleep, PLAY WITH DRUM KIT.

Blogging.......I let it slip, sorry.

But I will try and be more proactive.

And that leads me nocely to my promotion at work!

I have been promoted, after being interviewed by my own manager, and have extra responsibilities. I have been given the chance to build a better relationship with the customers, meeting up with them once every three to six months, hence the sat nav will come in handy as they are all over the country! and put my proactivity skills to good use.

Yayyyy!!!!!

So far 2008 is a rockin!

Love n hugs to everyone
and thankyou for still popping by to check on me, and the comments, it means a lot.

Whisky (drummer babe)

xxxxxxx

Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year to all!

2007-12-20T08:14:00.000Z

Just a brief visit to wish you all the merriest of chrismasses and the happiest and healthiest of New year's.

Hectic, hectic, hectic, still wrapping, still trying to make arrangements to deliver presents.

Then off for Christmas to my Sisters with Mum and Hubby :)

Normal service will resume in the New year, until then.....

Take care all.

Love n hugs

Whisky

xxxxxx

A Four Letter Word.....

2007-11-10T14:39:00.000Z

The heating is fixed, our home is lovely and warm, hot baths really are taken for granted when you have no hot water!

This week seemed full of just one thing, WORK. I'm sure I have mentioned we are one person down on our team (another four letter word), and this has a dramatic knock on effect for the three remaining people. Our company is so busy at the moment it's unbelievable. We usually work in 3rd gear in the mornings and sometimes have to pump it up to 4th or even 5th gear to get the overnight orders completed. These last three weeks we have all been in 6th gear and buzzing. Thankfully the three of us that are left work well together. I worked with Supervisor S before my time off ill, and we know each other's working techniques, strengths and weaknesses. J on the other hand, has moved in from another department and until recently seemed to be focusing on the old things he used to do.

The week before last he came out with a statement that surprised me. He noticed the difference since the other person left, and now he is as caring as Supervisor S and I. We pull together for each other, we multiskill, offer advise and keep each other smiling and laughing....otherwise we would all simply crack!

I had a phone call yesterday from Boss S, a different person to Supervisor S, asking if I could do some extra shifts for the next couple of weeks. I was well ahead, my thoughts about five minutes ahead of hers. I said I could do Monday and Friday afternoons to help out until a replacement person is found.

Only when I came of the phone did I grin at Mum and say it wouldn't be for a "couple of weeks" only one, as after this next week hubby and are away for a week.

I gave in after ten minutes, rang Boss S and reminded her of this, and heard the panic in her voice. ANother solution would have to be found for the week after next, but at least next week is covered.

My "oppo" who works Mondays and Fridays while I work the middle of the week, will be doing extra days as well. I love it when this happens. We used to work full time together although she was then in a different department, so I missed working with her. Knowing that when I am not at work it is her doing "my" work and vice versa (I hope). Makes me feel secure. She is as fastidious as I am, and I know everything will be done, and perfectly.

Ohhh I'm looking forward to seeing her again next week. I happened two weeks ago, we were together, and we classed as the terrible two some. BUT, the work was done, and everyone enjoyed us laughing and joking as me and my oppo simply bounced off each other like old work colleagues do.

So...a tiring week ahead methinks. But, I have the thought in my head that on Saturday we are flying once more to Mallorca. Not to the security and homely feeling of Cala D'or. But to a place just 5 miles from the airport. Near a beach, essential, has a pool, essential for hubby, but most of all, together, in the sun or the rain whatever it happens to throw at us. A week of talking, walking eating and laughing. What more could a girl ask for?

I forgot to mention, I went out on Tuesday night. To a theatre to see someone quite famous of a tv show or two. Think Most Haunted and Spirit towns and you have the man. I know Navie Wifey will be extremely jealous! What happened will be a post in itself, but I was enthralled. No messages for the three of us that went together, but it was fascinating.

So the next post will be about.......messages.

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxx

F...F....F...Freezing!

2007-11-05T10:45:00.001Z

Since Thursday we have had no hot water and no heating. The boiler man came and we needed a new pump so it should be fitted today. As soon as it's done the heating will be turned up to the max, a hot bath will be ran and I will soak up the warmth.

Thankfully Mum let me use her facilities on Saturday and I had lovely bath and washed my hair. It did take me nearly an hour to dry and straighten it, but if you're reading Mum....Thankyou!

Yesterday was was spent with Sis In Law, Mr Bleach, Little Miss Purple and Little Miss Pink. A lovely roast dinner, crafts, walking, snuggles and secrets.

No doubt Sis In Law found my secret, and don't go blaming the girls, and I bet it was a shock ;)

Our neighbours are still on top form, making a much noise as possible as early in the mornig as possible. No Lie in's for me :(

So I'm tired.....I'm cold, but I'll carry on regardless. I've got nothing to complain about really.

Work has been extremely busy, one person down and we are realy feeling the strain, but! we have pulled together as a team of three and made it work. One of our three even noticed the difference in the team now that the other person has left. It's much nicer, we all work together, and more importantly we all care about each other. He admitted it made him want to work harder so he could help us the way we are helping him. We are team!

Anyway......I'll try and blog more regularly, I didn't want people to think I was being disrespectful in any way. I hope you are all well, thankyou for sticking by me and reading my here and there posts.

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxxxx

I Was Wrong........

2007-10-28T17:53:00.000Z

Ok, I'll publicly admit I was wrong, and it's a long time coming.

I've always prided myself in my accuracy when judging people upon meeting them, and up until now have always been right.

Remember a few months ago I posted about the new person at work who I took an instant dislike to? The person who was very outspoken, enough for my jaw to drop and for me for once to be lost for words......well my opinion has changed.

At work we have had a few "girly" nights out. For people's birthday's, leaving party's, and once (th 1st time) just for the sake of eating together outside of work, and playing a really silly truth or dare game.

On that night I saw different sides to many different people. It's always good to see someone outside of work, relaxed, happy and at ease. This is how I saw S for the 1st time. Bubbly, funny but most of all caring.

That caring streak stretched so far over the last few weeks. As soon as we are both in at work, me an hour early her half an hour early, we talk non stop. About anything and everything including and excluding work. We get on! We share the same opinions, the same music tastes and most of all, we both care.

On our second evening out we sat together briefly whilst other people were swapping chit chat. I was up front with her and told her how I initially felt about her, and I apologised for it. She admitted she knew I didn't like her, and was wary of me.....we both laughed, admitted we had well and truly broken the ice, and were glad we had been honest with each other. I am proud to say, and hopefully right in saying, that not only are we work colleagues, we are friends.

The day after we lost my Dad, hubby and I visited work, to collect my flask as it would start to smell the office out being full of milk, and to check on my bereavement leave. Whilst talking to Boss S, hubby was asked by S for our address as "they" wanted to send us some flowers. Hubby gave her the address, but didn't tell me.

That evening one of our neghbours brought over the hugest bouquest of pink and purple flowers I have ever seen.....not from "them?" he said when he read the label. Just from S. Yes I cried, even though she herself has troubles of her own, she had thought of me, remembered I adore pink and purple, and sent the flowers herself. That's how much she cares.

So, I plant another seed amongst my garden of friends. Friends going back 20 years to friends made only recently, they all mean the same to me. All of them have been there for me, and I mean all of them. From cards to flowers, e mails to adorable piggy ornaments, all there, all caring.

I was wrong.

What this world needs is more people who care!

Love n hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

Returned

2007-10-12T15:20:00.000Z

I'm back. After two weeks in sunny Mallorca our usual holiday haunt, I now don't feel as if we've been away.

On our arrival we found we HAD been allocated the apartment we had viewed in May, the one with the terrace big enough to have a party of thirty people or more.....overlooking the entertainment and the pool, and we immediately felt at home.

On our walk out that first evening heading towards our favourite restaurant I raised a question to hubby. Would the holiday erase the memories of the previous 4 weeks? He answered simply, nothing will erase the memories, but you need to relax now more than ever.

I did, I tried and I did.

I picked up a book as we checked in. One of the only books that caught my attention. Prescribed Danger. I love medical thrillers and this one looked as if it was right down my street. I read it in three days, and there were three "memories" in it. A Dr's name, a condition, and one of the instances of the crime. I'm sure if I re read it now I would miss them, simply glide over the words and they would just be what they were, words. But at the time they caught my breath.

The book finished I went on the hunt for another. There was a small cafe that offered a book library facility. Looking along the rows of books only one caught my eye. A hardback but paperback. The sort they sell at airports for travellers. I paid my 5 euro's deposit, telling hubby we would get it back whe I returned the book.....I never got it back, I never returned the book.

It was the author's 2nd book. It had me gripped from the start, I even had to read the end of the first chapter twice as I was unsure had read it right.

I thoroughly enjoyed the book, refreshing, full of new ideas, and based on some of my all time favourite things, a solid main character, murder, mystery and tarot cards.

One night as I put the book down I noticed something. It was a 1st edition, only printed in August 2007, and in the first pages, and on the rear of the book it stated it was an unedited proof copy. It was then that I decided it would be brought home safely in m hand luggage.

Mum has it now, and I hope she enjoys it as much as I did.

I enjoyed it so much that not only have I ordered the author's 1st book, but I have found his blog, and e mailed him to show my appreciation. He sent me lovely reply back, he took the time to do that and that meant the world to me.

Anyway, work has been the usual. Busy with lot's going on. Internal politics, arguements and the suchlike. I just go there to do my job, enjoy the company, and along the way have a laugh. I'm trying to steer clear of the whispers and back stabbing, I don't want any part of it.

Oh....there's an addition to my body as well, a simple tattoo. Maybe one day I'll show you. Hubby also had one, a large tribal tattoo from his shoulder to his elbow and I love it.

So....would the holiday erase the memory of the previus four weeks.......

Hugs and love

Whisky

xx

2007-09-12T15:18:00.000Z

It's been almost a month since my last post, and since then so much has happened.

A few treasured readers and friends know, but I didn't want to post my most private feelings on here until I was ready. Thank you all for still checking in, I have been reading the comments and e mails, and checking my site meter and seen that my regulars have been bearing with me.

Firstly, the revamp of the site. It seemed appropriate. I was sent many cards, but one, in a picture simply said it all, and will stay on my blog for a long time to come. I only wish I could get the full benefit of the picture by turning it into a simple banner at the top of the page, but, if anyone wants to view the picture click here. You all know I simply adore angels and fairies.....this sums me up perfectly.

Almost four weeks ago now my Dad was taken into hospital, we all thought it was a chest infection as he suffered from COPD.

After two ecg's and one blood test, the doctor came back straight away and insisted on taking another arterial blood test. It proved that my Dad was suffering from a heart attack. I won't go into too much detail as things are "ongoing" with the debacle in the hospital. But we were told many things. Minor heart attack, heart failure and major heart attack. Dad was released a few days later and only home for less than 24 hours, again I can give no details away, as I'm sure Holli will understand. Back in the hospital, shuffled from ward to ward, and most annoyed that every time he chose his meals they moved him to another ward and he had to choose from the left overs.

Finally on 30th August 2007 we lost my Dad. No suffering or pain, simply drifting off to sleep with us holding his hands.

Ok, now the tears start.

Yesterday was his funeral, but, as yet, and probably never, I haven't found closure.

As some of you know, I believe in "the other side" and ghosts, or messages from loved ones. I spent my childhood with friendly faces that were spirits. My Dad, an absolute non believer in this, has sent us all messages, many of them. Some annoying, imagine trying to iron someones shirt ready for the funeral, ironing one sleeve and for no reason whatsoever the iron simply stops working?! Along with stainless steel buckets of flowers ending up on the floor, watches switching themselves to stop watch without being touched, and alarm clocks being turned off he has sent messages to let us know he was watching over us. Making us laugh, which is what he would want. I hope these messages continue, it brings me comfort.

What now?

I really don't know. Hubby and I are due to go on holiday in 9 days. Mum insisted, and Dad would have insisted as well. I'm sure we will raise more than a few glasses for him.

I want to say thankyou for your comments and e mails. And of course for the beautiful cards. A certain person even bought me the most beautiful ornament piggy I have ever seen. He will be christened with my Dad's name, and have pride of place somewhere safe. I will get around to thanking people individually, but right now things are a little to raw. There's so many people I need to ring, to talk to, to hear their voices, but right now all I would do is cry, and that is not what Dad would have wanted.

Postcards and texts will be flying your way soon and the telephone calls will follow.

For now I will love you and leave you.

Take care all, you are in my thoughts.

Whisky

xxxxxx

Save Me From You Tube!

2007-08-16T06:55:00.000Z

Please can someone save me! In a little over a month I have made 23 videos! I'm hooked, totally and utterly hooked. Editing, adding sound tracks, mixing and matching clips I simply adore it.

More sad news this week, the gentleman killed in Warrington by the teenage thugs whilst protecting his car. He worked for my company. I knew him, had sat next to him at work functions, had chatted to him both in the office and over the phone, and he was the sweetest man ever.

My thoughts are with his family, he will be sadly missed, but remembered as the happy man he was.

So.....no more you tube until Saturday as tomorrow I am visitin Sis In Law. (Makes mental note to call her tonight at about 9pmish).

See you soon.

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxx

I forgot to say....

2007-08-13T11:38:00.000Z

To watch any of the video clips, you need to press both "play" buttons, or forward arrows. The one in the middle of the video clip itself, and the one on the bottom left.

Hope this helps.

Hugs

Whisky
xxx

Hazard Supernatural

2007-08-13T11:33:00.001Z

My newest vid on you tube. Using my favourite all time song with my favourite all time tv show. Please, sit back, turn up the volume and enjoy!

P.s. I'm determined to turn you all into Supernatural addicts! ITV1 Friday's 11pm.

Hugs

Whisky

xxx

Journey's End

2007-08-09T22:23:00.001Z

One of my favourite attempts at video making....please have a look and listen to the amazing song lyrics.

Hugs

Whisky

xx

Dark Angel / Jessica Alba

2007-08-08T21:40:00.001Z

An amazing video and song featuring Jensen ackles in Dark Angel series 2.

Absolutely perfect!

Hugs

Whisky

xx

It All Started When.....

2007-08-08T20:10:00.000Z

Firstly, happy 2nd blogging birthday to me!

Who would have thought this blog would last for so long with someone who looses patience so easily!

Well.....so much news!

As I mentioned briefly on the previous post my Mum got a new laptop, of course Whisky had to be a copy cat ;)

My old laptop (the workhorse) truly has been put through it's paces. Three years of online chatting sometimes for eight hours at a time, when all I could do way back then was lie on the sofa and chat to what seemed like strangers. So it's roughly three years since I met my Sunray Child.....one of my strongest, and best friends.

Anyway as usual I digress. Poor old work horse has been gradually giving up the ghost, literally, freezing, closing down, turning itself off etc etc etc.....plus taking 10 minutes to start in the first place. (Makes mental note not to download too many programmes onto the new baby laptop)

So I copied my Mum and got a lovely ickle baby waby Dell notebook. Dual core, 120gig etc. Simply beautiful to work on. Turn on, in built wireless card for internet access and 20 seconds later here I am.

I'm now a fully fledged "you tuber" having made, recently, my 17th video! and I'm pleased to be getting comments on them, and making new friends along the way. Of course they are all Supernatural/Jensen Ackles orientated. If anyone fancies having a look, go to you tube, search for whiskyminx and there my baby video's will be.

SLowly I'm being welcomed into the arms of the Supernatural "vidders", and am hoping to book tickets tomorrow to go to the 2008 Asylum/Supernatural convention in Birmingham, with I might add, hubby's permission to meet in person and have my picture taken with Jensen Ackles, as long as it's him that comes.

Work has been exceptional. A few hiccups along the way, feeling like n "in betweener" one minute, then extremely over valued the next. And also......big news here! Being head hunted by my companies main competition within the industry.

The reason I couldn't take the job?! It's in Wales.....plus, my body won't allow me to work a full week and they needed a full timer. How did they hear about me? Apparently a few of my companies customers heard the other company were looking for someone for a similar role to what I do now....and mentioned I was top dog in the field!! How's that for a confidence boost!

Well.....I am an honest person, as anyone who knows me in person will know is true, so what do I do, but print off a copy of the job description and tell my boss all about it. Boss S at first was scared I was going to take the job as it had literally been offered to me on a plate.....but me? No. One thing I hate is being disloyal to employers that I respect, enjoy working for, and have done everything in their power to welcome me back to work after such a tough time in my life. Yes I could have taken a job with a salary increase of 12 grand.....but as someone else said in their own blog this week.....money isn't everything. My health and happiness is much, much more important.

Hubby has still been working away, and is this week on a course which he thought he was doomed to fail. The exam today was to decide if they should complete the rest of the course.....he passed! All he has to do now, is hold his nerve and he will complete the course and have a wonderful certificate to add to his collection.

Life is fine, hunky dory.

I have friends though who aren't so lucky right now. I won't name names. One friend is having a really hard time, but I'm sure if she looks at the Sunrays she will be fine. Another friend has so much to deal with it is untrue, another friend recently discovered they have serious problems with their back, and another friend's hubby has been drafted away, another friend is coping so admirably with all that life is throwing at her right now I admire her so much. A house move away from her family, one of whom is very ill, her own illnesses that increase her frustration but also her determination, and a law suit she so deserves to win.

My heart, love, and thoughts are with all of them. Truly it is. Without my friends I would be nothing.....and yes I include my Sis In Law as a dear, dear friend, even if I don't call her often enough!

So.....the things above put my happiness to shame......I just hope that all goes well, my friends, hopefully, know I am there for them, always. No matter what the time of day or night, no matter what the issue. One e mail, one phone call and Whisky will be there. But most importantly they will always be in my heart.

I may have a new lease of life, hopefully a long lasting one, but while my life gets ever better other people are suffering, whether it's pain, heartache, frustration or sadness.....and that makes me more determined to remain strong. If the can do it, so can I!

For now.....after a long catch up on my blog, I will love and leave you.

I'll be back, and hopefully this time I won't leave it so long!

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxxxx

Still Here!

2007-07-24T07:06:00.000Z

I'm still here.........but just been busy with You Tube, washing, feeding hubby and other stuff.

If anyone wants to find me on you tube...just do the usual and search for whiskyminx (all one word), and you'll find me.

Also....let me welcome my Mum back onto the internet......if you're reading this Mum **waves** good to have you back online!

Must go....time for my last smoke before work.

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxx

Happy Birthday My Sunray Child

2007-07-14T16:13:00.000Z

My special friend, on this day I wish you the best birthday ever.

Hopefully your daughter gave you the present inspired by me...it's amazing what you can do with a little love and a carrier bag.

Remember, everything happens for a reason....and us meeting by chance in an internet chat room happened for a reason. For me to be there for you and you to be there for me.

Huge hugs and love on your birthday.

Your dear friend

Whisky

xxxxxx

My You Tube Premier!

2007-07-13T19:03:00.000Z

Seing as series two of Supernatural begins tonight (Friday) at 11pm on ITV1, I decided to make and premiere my 1st you tube video today.

Plase feel free to watch, and check out my musical taste, my linkage with words and video, and my dedication to trying to improve.

Enjoy!!!!!!

Hope it worked.

Love and hugs

Whisky

2007-07-08T13:11:00.001Z

Ok, now I don't ask much of my readers, in fact I don't really ask anything at all?

But.....now I'm making one simple request. My all time favourite tv show is being re-run on Friday nights on ITV1. I have just spent 21 weeks recording it on digital tv, on itv2 as I thought they had dropped it from the terrestrial listings!!!

So.......to ensure that the viewing figures are kept up I am asking one favour.

Please, just once, tune in or record Supernatural on Friday night at 11pm. Yes I know it's late, but if you record it you can watch it in whatever spare time you may have.

I can almost guarantee if you watch it once, you might just be tempted to watch it again. The two main characters Sam and Dean are absolutely adorable. At the beginning of the episode it will give you a catch up on what has happened previously, but....if you need any more information, just drop me a line or give me a call and I can tell you every detail of series one!!!

Please, we need to keep this series alive. It is fresh, funny, scary, and thrilling all in one show. There are droolable men, droolable women, sexy scary creatures, something for everyone, even the odd love story thrown into the mix!

Jared Padalecki is a talent not often found, 6ft2" of muscle and a wonderful acting talent. He plays Sam. Jensen Ackles, who as you all know is my all time hero, even taken over the number one spot from Robbie Williams, is truly a star in the making. He has already been on three or four American shows and reaped the awards for best newcomer, and sexiest male. This role was almost completely made for him. It shows his steely determination to protect his brother. His angst at losing his mother and father, his fight to kill anything evil that threatens life within the world. He is 5ft9" of pure muscle, intelligent, musical, playing the guitar and singing in real life, and most of all he is absolutely adorable.

Angry Dean, we will all just want to mother him. Even if he is pointing a shotgun filled with rocksalt at us!

So women of the UK unite, please, just watch or record one episode. Lets show the Americans that we are just as united in keeping this series alive as the Americans are. It HAS been renewed for a third series......but we want more.

What do we want?!

MORE SUPERNATURAL.

I don't ask much, and maybe, just maybe, if you watch it once you might thank you for introducing you to a wonderful programme, both scary and funny and packed with rampaging male hormones.

SN fans of the world unite!

Oh and heres a taster of the brothers in action. Dean is the shorter haired of the two brothers. The song, might be a little "hard rock" for some, but I love it.

Have a look, just press play once, go on I dare you, I'm sure it will make you want to watch the series that starts on Friday night at 11pm on ITV1.

Did I tell you it starts on Friday night at 11pm on ITV1??

Go on........for me, pwetty pwetty please.

***Spoiler warning for any existing Supernatural fans, this clip WILL show spoilers you may not want to see***

***Warning for 1st time viewers, there is some Demon slaughtering in here, nothing too gory at all, and bearing in mind that they are baddies, and more than likely already dead it's cool. Please, also consider that this is classed as a 15 aged programme and therefore not suitable for young children. No adults were harmed in the making of this video by Mnallison02, only those darned vampires, wherewolves, jynn, shapeshifters, reaperas and that troublesome effing Yellow Eyed Demon (YED). It's not too gory, go on press play, it's fun!!***

Just so there's no excuses, you need to press both "PLAY" icons, the one in the middle of the picture, and the one on the bottom left of the square.

Go on......press play, you know you want to.......you know you want to, look into my eyes, press play, press play, Friday night 11pm ITV1, press play press play.......

Ok, so having posted this, read it through and watched the video, I've decided this might be a bit heavy for some viewers......so. Here is the gentler side of Supernatural. The music is lovely, AND it tells the story from the beginning to help you understand exactly what happened to the brothers. This is mainly Sam's side of the story, telling how his mother was killed by the YED when he was no more than a baby. Hoe his 6 year old brother Dean carried him to safety. How Mommy and Pappa Winchester adored their boys. Then......it all changes. Papa Whinchester brings the boys up to be Hunters. To hunt any evil, especially the Yellow Eyed Demon (YED) that killed his wife, their mother, and eventually Sam's girlfriend.

If you need anymore inside info......ask me, I am the font of all Supernatural (SN) knowledge.

This amazing video is by my good friend in AMerica LSketch42.

Love and hypnotised hugs

Whisky

xxx

Responsibilityyyyyyy!!!!

2007-07-05T07:09:00.000Z

Yesterday at work my dream came true! A few times now I have been asked to "supervise" in the absence of our team leader, much to the diasgruntlement of some people (persons non plural). Boss S says I have done well.

Well......yesterday I was asked to train a new person on one of our most difficult tasks/systems. It went well, we both enjoyed it, and the lady I trained said she really enjoyed it!

I think I'm a little bud slowly beginning to come into bloom, and I love it!

The new/old Whisky is finally back in the forefront, and almost on the top of the ladder that two years ago I was peering up at with trepidation.

Watch out guys..............here I come!!!

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxx

Spoiler Alert

2007-07-04T07:15:00.000Z

Aly Aly Aly I'm sooooooo sorry. I just assumed as you were in America and they are way ahead of us on the episodes that you would've seen the series two part finale!

I haven't given away too much (hangs head in shame) but I'm sorry for not remembering you were having it all backed up on Tivo.

It's worth the wait though. I was crying for the first fifteen minutes, then cheering the boy(s) on for the next ten, then sat in shock when I realised who came to rescue them, literally from the gates of hell!

But, it was very nicely set up for the third season.....with over two hundred hells angels riding free who knows what can happen. But like everything there is a time limit! (hint hint)

This Friday I am attending a girl's work night out starting at.......5pm?! I'm looking forward to mixing with people from other departments that we don't really get chance to talk to as we are all so busy.

I'm also trying to frantically sort out a weekend trip to see my Sunray Child. It turns out the night of her birthday (I thought it was the night before) we are out......but, hubby says we HAVE to sort it out too yesssssssssss.

I'm a happy bunny. I have family, I have darned good friends, all of them, and I'm happy.

All I need now is Jensen Ackles **Cough cough cough**

We are so happy that Whisky married hubby and that hubby married Whisky....private family joke!

Love and happiness

Whisky

xxxxxx

I'll Be A Crying Tonight

2007-07-01T12:22:00.000Z

Yes ladies and gentlemen. Tonight is the series finale of Supernatural. Thankfully we know it has been authorised for a third series, but tonight is the ultimate climax of series two.

Last weeks episode left me in tears, Sam is dead, Dean is holding his brothers blood stained body screaming his name. I know what happens, but......won't they get cramp sat there for a whole week before the next episode starts???? Joke!

As I said I know what happens, but, I also know that throughout most of tonights one hour show I will be in tears. I take it all so seriously! Fights with Wendigo's, ghosts, vampires, wherewolves, and demons really is serious stuff you know! Especially that darned old yellow eyed demon!

Anyway, hubby is home for the weekend, thankfully the terrible floods over here didn't prevent him from getting home safely from Scotland. This week he is still away but nearer to home.

We are lucky here, we are on high ground, unlike some of the people who have lost their homes and their belongings to the floods. I can't imagine how that feels.

Also our terror alert has been raised to the highest level. I'm heavily not into politics, but, I have to say, I saw this coming. I thought it might be on the actual change over day. There was an hour when we were without a prime minister! But no.....and I can see this, scarily, going on for weeks.

So....I'll sign off. I need to make preparations for nine o clock pm tonight. If the phone rings, hubby will answer and I will speak to no one.......no one until tomorrow. Hint hint Sis In Law. (I'm now expecting the phone to ring shortly before 9pm). On this one occasion Jensen comes first! Did I tell you he was in my home town and I didn't even know!!! **Drool**

Take care all

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

Working Girl

2007-06-26T12:56:00.000Z

I've had requests for me to start blogging again! Not that I had stopped, just not had enough time. Well one request LOL. And, it can't be about Jensen Ackles Boooooo!

So much has happened at work. New team members, people's attitudes changing, other people pulling together to try and make it work. It WILL work. We work darned hard, and over the last two weeks I have had three or four instances of people telling me how good I am. That makes me happy. I love my job, but to have customers telling you that there should be more people like me on the sales desk means a lot. To have a "special customer" who I shouldn't deal with ask for me and only me to get their proof of deliveries as he "knows he will get them sorted when I do them" boosts my confidence no end.

I was so worried about returning to work after two and a bit years off. Scared people wouldn't accept me back into the fold. Scared I woldn't be "up" to the job. Well I've proved myself wrong. I'm happy, I love it, yes it's hard work, but I can do it, I am back in the fold, and I'm reaping the benefits from the customer's and from Boss S as well :)

She see's me as reliable, hardworking, flexible, but most of all able to ask if I'm not sure. I won't just quote for 57 thousand pounds worth of pipe without letting soeone know that there is a backlog of four weeks, I will let her know I am trying to get the four weeks down to three, then quote. I put that extra in, then hopefully smile when we get the order :)

Yes, hubby is still working away. I miss him like crazy......except for the fact that all he does at the weekend is tell me to tidy up! Hence being in the kitchen when Sis In Law rang. I cook for myself all week apart from one night, I stay in the house on my own, I work, and when I'm not working I catch up on my sleep, I do the washing up, the washing, and his new rule? I cook at the weekends too now. Then he asks me why I haven't tidied up?! Gggggrrrrr! I'm not and never will be 100% hubby, and you should realise that. I might be known as wonderwoman at work.....but at home I'm plain old Whisky!

There have been things going on in the back ground too. Things I don't want to blog about until I find the answers. I know that family read this, and they know what I mean. Let's just say I worry too.

So......my one request for blogging has been fulfilled, and all because I swapped my days working at work due to holidays. Hopefully Friday I will blog again.....woooohoooo!

**Makes mental note that on Saturday I have something to post***

Love and hugs for now.

Whisky

xxx

Me on You Tube

2007-06-10T15:06:00.000Z

Here's my 1st attempt at a you tube video.

Devoted to Jensen of course.

Enjoy!!!!

Hugs

Whisky

xxxxClick here for Jensen Ackles - Army of Lovers

Proof of Tanning!

2007-06-06T07:02:00.000Z

Hubby and I

This is on the last day of our holiday, which just happened to be hubby's birthday!!

The restaurant we go to most nights look after us sooooo well. Lianne the host is like a 2nd Mum to me :) She takes pictures of all of her visitors and posts them on the grillworld website every evening. If you want to see any more pics of us visit Grillworld click on photo's and check dates in between the 19th May and the 28th to see how our tans were progressing day to day.

Holli asked for proof of tanning, Moggie asked ages ago to see me in my glasses, but no one asked to see hubby in a birthday cake hat!!

15 weeks and 2 days and we will be back in Cala D'or. Eating at Grillworld, and you can check the link daily to see how often we eat there, and if our tans are better over 17 days than 11 ;)

Oh....Holli, I've ordered three pairs of the socks!!! I got some adorable pink crocks on holiday, and decided the socks would work really well with them.....now to get some Jibbetz, the things you pop in the holes.

Anyway, I'd better go catch up on blogs before I start work.....yes I am in 3/4 of an hour early, I always am :)

Love and hugs

Sis In Law, see you later for babysitting duties!!

Whisky

xxxxx

Ola!

2007-05-31T07:02:00.000Z

Yes, we are back from our lovely holiday in Mallorca.

I have photographs, and a video to upload of me being taken on stage by one of the members of a Take That Tribute band. The first week I just wanted to sit on the stage, the second week the guy dragged me up again as he knew I would go and that would encourage others to come up as well. It was fun and they were brilliant.

Our accomodation was cr**, but we made a brilliant holiday out of it. We've also book in a different aparthotel for September........16 weeks and 1 day to go!!!

Hubby's birthday went really well, he was presented with a birthday cake hat by the four waitresses at the restaurant, it was sent over by Mum and Dad, hidden in my suitcase, and he loved it and wore it all night. I also have photo and video evidence of this, as the Take That lad's took him on stage to sing happy birthday to him :)

So....we are both well tanned, and reasonable relaxed, but...both back at work :(

It was good to get home, to see Sis In Law, Mum and Dad and of course Snoopy bird.

I'll blog more next week, hopefully with the pictures and maybe even a you tube video or two!!

For now,

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxxxx

A Fond But Brief Farewell

2007-05-17T07:03:00.000Z

This time tomorrow hubby and I will be hurriedly packing any last minute items for our trip to Cala D'or in Mallorca.......and I can't wait.

After six months of being back at work, and hubby working away from home it will be wonderful to spend so much time together and completely relax. It's a self assembled holiday, not a package tour, and the only thing I am worried about is the drive from the airport to the apartments. I'm sure we can do it from memory as this will be our third visit there, but it's slightly different not having a coach driver do all of the work for you, and I've got to map read!!!! Aaaaaaaargh.

Once there panic stations......will we have one of our previously holidayed in apartments? I hope so, after all it is our third stay with them, and we are going back in September as well.

The weather forecast looks like a steady 26 degree's with some cloud. But....it is purely a relaxation holiday. If the weather is bad, with us having the car this time we can explore the island and visit markets. :) shopping and exploring cool!!

As long as I'm with hubby who cares!

So, last day at work today, and it has been absolutely manic, manic, manic. We don't know if we are coming or going, phones ringing off the hook and orders galore, but that's good for business :)

Tonight, a quick trip to Mum and Dad's to drop off Snoopy bird, then Chinese, last minute packing and weighing of cases, and hopefully sleep. For some reason last night I only slept for two hours! Up and down to the toilet, and no I hadn't had an exessive amount of fluids! Yaawn.

My only regret is that I will miss two whole episodes of Supernatural! The dvd will be set, and if NTL/Virgin decide to mess with our box they will have me banging on their door! My box set part one of series one arrived yesterday courtesy of e bay......and I can't wait to watch it when I get back :)

For now......take care all,

See you on the other side of the holiday.

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxx

My BAD!!!

2007-05-07T13:38:00.000Z

I'm bad. I'm forgetful, and naughty, at someone else's expense, and I can do nothing more than apologise and hope that she Will forgive me :(

I promise I will keep to my word. Friday is the day.

After a severe telling off to myself, and slapping myself around the face a few times, by Friday I will be red faced and do my job. I would do it today, Bank holiday monday and relevant place closed. Tues - Thurs work, Friday I will be up, et breakfast and straight there.

Oh, I got to and back from Liverpool ok, except it wasn't liverpool it was Warrington, not far from there. The hotel was lovely, and seeing as hubby snored incessantly all of Friday night, instead of sightseeing on Saturday, I spent the whole day sleeping to catch up on the lost sleep from the night before.

We went out for a wonderful chinese banquet with hubby's work colleague and his wife. I wasn't expecting eight courses though!!! I'm glad I have met the man that hubby spends his work time away from home with. He is fun, happy, and just the right companion to keep hubby sane while he is working so hard. I would also say keep him out of mischief, but......well, they make a terrible twosome when together. Laughing and joking, even at one point playing games with the waitress, who obviously knew them from their previous visit! But, it was all good fun, and the food was amazing.

Sis In Law.......hubby needs to ring you! and no it's not about THE transfer, but it is a form of transfer. HE is going to ring you, as I think it is extremely cheeky. Are we ok to come over next weekend.....I HAVE to see you and the girls and Mr Bleach before we go on hoiday. Otherwise I will just feel as if you are telling them all that Aunty Whisky doesn't love them anymore like you usually do ;) ;)

Seriously, it's been long enough....we need to re invade and cause havoc again, and of course inspect Little Miss Pinks Nintendogs, and have a dance session with Little Miss Purple.

A long but short weekend, and thank you all for your comments telling me I could do it! I did it, I wasn't scared, I got exactly to where I needed to be, and now have the confidence to go almost anywhere. No more fears of lorries and cars on the motorway. More like my usual road rage and name calling at the stuuuupid people who cut you up. So....I can feel a trip to Brighton coming up to see Sunray Child after she has been here :) I'm even trying to convince hubby to upgrade his Tom Tom so I can have his old one......but that needs a bit of work yet LOL.

Oh yes..........I have witnesses to this! No I can't have a tortoise, but I can have.............a drum kit!!!! I've always wanted to play an instrument, but my hand to brain co ordination isn't very good musically, except when it comes to rhythm.

When we were in Australia (and I have video proof of this), my uncle let me play his drum kit to an Abba song. And.....for someone who had never played before he said I was brilliant! So, I've convinced hubby I'm good enough to learn it properly and we are now on the look out for a second hand drum kit.

I will consider the neighbours and pack every drum with a blanket to muffle the sound! I'm not like some people who like slamming doors, baby gates, screaming at each other and letting their dog poop in the garden and never clean it up! I think about the effect the things I do may have on my neighbours. And if I was them, and I saw my neighbour walking down to her garage with her arm over her face so she could breath anything but the smell of their dog poop, or even lighting incense sticks in her garden to enable her to sit in the sun I would immediately go on a poop scooping session. Especially in the heat we are experiencing right now.

If it carries on when we return from our holiday which is one week and three days away, I will either tell them (and possibly lose my temper) or simply report them to the council.

So there!!!

Back to speaking to hubby before he leaves to work nights :(

Love and hugs.

Whisky.

Please can you all spare a thought for someone special. The mother of one of my internet friends who right now is fighting a winning battle, but needs positive thoughts and energy sending her way. The more people who are thinking and caring about her the better.

Thankyou xx

Enough Already!!!

2007-04-29T11:54:00.000Z

Ok, so last week at work was ermmmmm manic to say the least. I've started doing the strangest things. We have doody headsets which enable us to walk around the office, to the fax machines or filing station and still answer calls, or be talking to customers. It's cool, and I feel like a robotic Whisky. But....I'm getting confuddled at times. I have to swap ears occasionally, as now I'm wearing glasses full time they tend to dig in with the head set.

To answer a call on the head set you need to press a small button that is situated over your ear (but on the headset, get it?). So swap ears, go to answer call, wrong ear! There's me, pressing my ear instead of the button on the headset! D'oooh.

I get it, press the button, the hand set on the phone doesn't lift up immediately so I press the button again, just as the head set lifts up and cut off the call. Double D'oooh.

I'm speaking to a customer, they say good bye, and instead of pressing said button on headset I press F1 on the computer keyboard to go back a screen. Triple D'oooh.

Or, if I need to call someone I dial there number on my ginormous calculator and wonder why the phone isn't ringing!!

Oh, and I forgot to mention, in my confusion I even managed to staple my finger. Yes......I mean actually put a staple in my finger. For some reason it didn't fold over like it does on paper, maybe that's because the bone was in the way!!!!

Believe it or not with all of that going on I still manage to take at least one hundred calls a day :) as well as keying or transferring edi orders in multitudes. So much so that in one day last week I rang the bell twice, indicating 20,000.00 of orders. I then tang the bell twice for The Gentleman, and for Supervisor S. Unfortunately we can't add up the amounts over the value of the 10,00. Eg, one of my orders was for 27, and Supervisor S's for 23, therefore it really could have been 5 rings not four. Not four, not fair!!

I read my horoscopes, I love them, as well as Angel cards, Tarot cards and anything slightly psychic. But, I really listen to my horoscopes. (Imagines Sis In Law saying "Here we go" right now).

Well,.....yesterdays horoscope said. You can turn an annoying work colleague into a friend. How's that for accuracy. I will, well I'll try. I am amicable at work. I will never ever ignore someone simply because of their upbringing. I may not enter into personal chit chat with them, but I will engage in work talk. Maybe behind her hard outer spoken words there is a caring person inside. I will make it my challenge to find out, and bring that caring person forward!!!

Or at least point out to her that telling someone that their body clock is ticking away due to their age is not something that should be said if you don't know anything about the person!!

I did however make one of my Whisky slip ups whilst talking to her last week, and I have to add here that I DID apologise profusely afterwards as witnessed by almost the whole office with me red faced.

The conversation went like this.....

S=other person
W= Whisky

S - I need one of your Pipeline orders please.
W - ok, they should be somewhere in here (grabbing my complete section of P orders from my file and starting to flick through them)
W- Someone's been in my filing, it's all messed up!
S - Well it wasn't me I only looked in the B's earlier.
W- No, I know it wasn't you, but look...... (holding up an order that in no way shape or form belonged in the letter P section and stating loudly)

There's no F in P's!!!!

Now say that to yourself out loud, come one I dare you.....get it......get it?!

CLICK!

I as I mentioned, immediately went into apologetic mode.

W- Oh My, I'm soooooo sorry, I really didn't mean that to sound how it did. I would never swear at anyone. Oh I'm sooooo sorry!!

S- (Laughing) (Me laughing nervously and getting redder and redder) It's fine, don't worry, at least we can laugh about it!

I then notice that most of the sales team is looking at me, trying to work out whether it was a deliberate mistake or not. They notice how embarrassed I am and work out it was a mistake. I get looks that indicate to me, "You couldn't have planned that any better" or "you go girl!" and we all fall about laughing.

At least it made me realise this person has a sense of humour.....and I swear, I will find the good in her and bring it forward. That is my mission.

This week is going to be absolutely manic. If want to see hubby at all in the next two weeks, including a bank holiday, I have to drive up to Liverpool. Hello...this is me that's only ever driven on the smallest motorway in the UK!!! That's a two hour drive on major motorways!

Either I drive up to him for a long weekend, or I travel on the train. Do I prefer driving in the safety of my own car, in my own speed, or travelling on a vehicle I have no control over with gawd knows how many other people on board? Hmmmm methinks the car with the mp3 blaring loudly chain smoking all the way to curb the nerves whilst listening to hubby's Tom Tom.

Wish me luck!

So, Monday, shopping with Mum :) Tuesday through to Thursday work full time. Friday, lie in, pack, and drive for two hours. SPend weekend up until Monday with Hubby and his work colleagues, oh yeah, he is working by the way. All the more time for me to sleep in the hotel room yessssssss.

Drive home, and chill before going back to work on Tuesday.

Scared? Who me? Nooooo

Absolutely terrified!!!!!!!!!!

Love and hugs, and remember, there's no F in P's!!!!

Whisky

xxxxxx

Verbatum Impersonal Questioning

2007-04-21T10:48:00.000Z

Ok, there may have been some confusion about the last post. The remarks were yet again made by someone at work, not the same person as last time, but someone new. Someone I took an instant dislike to.....and without my influence other people dislike too. We now are placing bets as to whether this person will last any longer than six months with the company.

Wednesday 8am, I stroll into work early, unpack my flask and cold drinks and this person walks over. I turn on pc ready to quietly sit and read blogs and sip my milky coffee before starting work. Here's the conversation word for word (verbatum) with relevant capital letter indicating emphasis on relevant, annoying, words. Remember this person has known me for only two weeks, in working terms thats six days, 7 1/2 hours per day = 45 hours.

W = Whiskyminx
RP = Relevant Person

RP- Wow! Do you have an energy drink EVERY day.
W - Only at work
RP- WHY?
W - I need it due to my illness
RP- WHAT illness
W - I Have Crohn's Disease (already feeling uncomfortable talking about my disease to someone I hardly know!)
RP_ WHAT'S THAT!
W - Ulceration of the bowel, anywhere from the mouth to bowel (standard answer to this question)
RP- So I guess the tablets you take make you SLEEPY so you need the ENERGY DRINK to keep you AWAKE.
W - Sort of
RP- Do you have kids
W - No not yet (standard answer) ( I normally reply here with a sense of humour either, too busy practising, or hubby is a big enough kid as it is)
RP- HOW long have you been married
W - Fifteen years this year
RP- YOU'VE been married for FIFTEEN YEARS and you DON'T HAVE KIDS!!!
W - Yes, but we've been together for 20 years (trying to firstly, understand why she is asking me such questions, and create some sort of distraction)
RP- But WHY don't you have kids
W - (by now beginning to lose my temper and my cool) As yet I haven't been healthy enough
RP- But I have TWO KIDS how can you cope with NO kids, and your ILLNESS as well
W - I just do, I have a sense of humour (thinking unlike you) that helps me through.
RP- Wow, where I come from EVERYONE has kids

I now undo my flask, pick up my cup and decide to fill it with warm calming coffee, rather than throw the heavy mug at her head from two feet away.
W- Oh well.

Thankfully at this point she walks away, how she didn't feel my eyes burning into the back of her head I don't know. The Gentleman walks in, and he instantly knows something is wrong. I blurt something out in a whisper, and then spend the rest of the morning in such a foul mood, that even J who sits opposite me is scared to talk to me "in case you bite my head off", and the customers are asking if I am ok.

Still fuming after lunch, I decide to take a "personal affair" toilet trip, cry my eyes out for four minutes to get it out of my system, and then am back to normal.

Supervisor S knew something was wrong, she asked me at least eight times if I was ok. I don't want to mention this to Supervisors or management. I don't want it to seem as if Whisky is ganging up on the New Girl just because she comes from a different country. And no its not America or Germany!!!!!

I know she has had a completely different upbringing, one that is obviously led by being forthright, extremely curious, and extremely uncaring and unsympathetic towards how others might feel by her probing.

I've decided, and I've already acted on my decision. I will answer her work related questions willingly, showing no dislike. Her personal questions next time will be met with my sarcasm. I WILL turn it around somehow without making a fool of myself. She HAS to learn that people have feelings, and not everyone is up to her standards.

I also have to reiterate here, that everyone else at work is wonderful. I am within the most supportive sales, and customer service, and technical team I could be (excluding the new entry). The directors and my manager have been more supportive regarding my return to work than I could ever have imagined. I have never had a cross word with anyone I work with, unless they have annoyed me, and that takes a LOT.

How many people can walk around a company of one hundred office staff, and everyone asks how you are, did you have a good night, weekend, if there's anything I can do to help just give me a shout, AND KNOW that they mean it.

I am lucky to work for a company that treats you as an individual, not a number or an automaton. Where even the Managing Director asks about your health, say's it's good to have you back at work, and sends you a Birthday card! Where the sales manager always says hello, compliments you on ringing the bell for a £10,000.00 order, and winks everytime he walks past you (In a non sexual way!!!).

Where both your supervisor, and you manager thank you for the work put in every day, and I mean EVERY day. It's a pleasure to be there. Yes it's damned hard work, keying up to 200 orders a day, or processing up to 600 edi orders, deadlines to meet, as well as taking calls, solving problems etc etc. But we are admired for our work! We are thanked for our work! We enjoy being together as a team, and that is wonderful.

Yes I look forward to the weekend, my weekend starting on a Thursday night. I want to go into work on Friday's, but knowing the lack of sleep would do me no good I don't. Hubby home at the weekends leaving on Sunday night. The only thing that stops me from going into work on a Monday (free from pay), is taking my Mum to Morrisons and Tesco to help with Dad not driving any more. Then Monday night, I watch my pre recorded Supernatural, drool over Jensen Ackles, and go to bed looking forward to getting up at 6.30am and going into work...............and anyone who knows me from previous jobs will know that for me that is a miracle....hehehehehehehehe!

Anyway, I think I've made up for not blogging for a week and a bit, apart from the shirt post the other day.

Love and hugs to all, especially Holli and Nana.

Whisky

xxxxxx

Reality Bites

2007-04-19T07:09:00.000Z

It's strange how one persons comments can hit right at the heart, cut to the bone, take your breath away and leave you so shocked you don't know how to react or reply.

That was the situation yesterday, and I'm still reeling from it now.

I share a lot on here, but in my life things are personal. Those closest to me know the truth, the reality and the reasons. But to have someone you have not long met come out and ask you so many abrubt questions within two minutes and make their own assumptions of me and my marriage don't go down well in Whisky land.

I will say, it was instant dislike with this person and that hasn't changed, maybe they will.

Ho Hum!

Sorry for not blogging, but with work, Mum and Dad's 50th anniversary last week, and the glorious sunshine here in the UK I have been a busy bee. Sunday was spent lazing in the sune, and hubby was amazed at just how deep a tan I can get within an hour and a half......roll on four weeks tomorrow. I will be sat on a sun lounger on Cala D'or beach. Holding hubby's hand as we once again feel at home.

And again in sixteen weeks. Twice to the same place? It's our second home there. We feel safe, secure, and peaceful. Our paces match, and we enjoy our solitude together. As well as the fact the apartments we go to rock, along wit seeing our friends at the restaurants!!!!

Oh well better go do some work.

Hugs

Whisky

Four weeks and 8 hours to go.....and counting!

Super Supernatural Video's From Lsketch42

2007-04-11T18:15:00.000Z

I had some time to spare while waiting for an e mail hint hint....and so I thought I would check out some of the Jensen Ackles video's on You Tube. I came accorss all of these little gems from Lsketch42, and I mean gems!!

Please, please, even if you aren't a fan of Supernatural, have a peep......some of these are absolutely hilarious, even if you aren't a hardened Supernatural fan like me! So CCF, Sis In Law, Navie Wifey......get watching!

Here's a gentle introduction to the story of the yellow eyed demon, his "soldiers with paranormal powers" including Sam, and the ongoing struggle between good and evil.

Oh.....I forgot to mention the music is awesome too!!!

Supernatural Are We?

As you can see Dean, the brother with the shortest hair, has an ongoing fight on his hands. To keep Sam on the straight and narrow, and not kill him!!!

Ok, yeah so it was four and a bit minutes long....feel free to pop back and watch the rest, or, stick around for the fun part!

I invite you to join in and watch The Impalas........try not to laugh too hard, this had me in stitches!!

The Supernatural Awards Show

Brilliant...that clip of Dean with his mouth full makes me crack every time!

Ready for some more??

The Official Supernatural Drinking Game......as it says, strictly for hardcore drinkers only!!

And finally....please help me choose between the two most handsome men on earth.

Supernatural - The Great Winchester Debate.

Vote now!!

I know who I'm voting for.....drool!

I hope you had as much fun as I did...and there are many many many more amazing videos from Lsketch42 on You Tube, all devoted to Supernatural, Sam, and the gorgeous Dean (Jensen Ackles).

Ok, I'm gonna try pick myself up off the floor now.

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

Supernatural Fans Unite!!!

2007-04-09T12:17:00.000Z

I may not have had much chance to blog recently, but I have been checking in from work. Including my site meter. I was surprised to see that my visits per day have shot up from betweent 18 and 21 to between 73 and 115!! So, I delved a little deeper. Checked where most of the searches were centred and found out it was a certain image posted ages ago on my top ten men post.

It seems that now the new series of Supernatural is back on, more and more people want to see the lovely Jensen Ackles (Dean Winchester) in the flesh. Hmmmmm don't we all ;) Most of the searches have been for my picture of him, or my picture of Dominic Purcell from Prison Break. I obviously have good taste in men :)

So.....to tickle your taste buds some more, here are three well chosen pictures of Jensen Ackles, yes you search engine fans that's Jensen Ackles from Supernatural.

Just making sure Google will find it LOL.

Those eyes, that perfectly tanned skin, although if you check the behind the scenes footage from the Supernatural dvd, you will see it is make up, he burns in the sun bless him. Cue me rubbing on after sun hehehehehehehe!

If you're like me, an avid Supernatural fan, you will have noticed that this necklace appeared around the lovely Jensen's neck recently. Can I work out what it is? No, but I like it. He's not a man for chains, he goes for the leather thong style necklace. He has taste!

Saving the best for last.............. imagin if you will, a dangerous situation. Jensen Ackles (Dean Winchester) saving the life of his brother Jared Paladecki (Sammy Winchester) in a bloody battle. He's angry, yet at the same time releived he has killed the demon/vampire/shapeshifter that was threatening the life of his brother. He slowly removes his tee shirt revealing.......

THE most amazing six pack ever! I can see him now saying to Sammy "You owe me one bro......Big time"

Ok, ok, now pick yourself up off the floor, stop drooling and concentrate on the seriousness of the storyline.

Will Sammy revert to the dark side and be taken over by the yellow eyed demon? In the process will Dean be faced with the thought of having to kill his beloved brother for the sake of humanity? How many "special people" are there out there. The ones with psychic powers, who dream of deaths before they happen, who have spoken to by the yellow eyed demon, been told they are special, and they will be the soldiers who bring down all of mankind? How many of them have powers beyond belief, telepathic abilities, the ability to move things just through thought, the ability to electrocute someone with just one touch, the ability to alter the thoughts in someone's mind?

Will good win over evil? Will Sammy stay a loving brother helping Dean to defeat the yellow eyed Demon. Did Dean make a pact with the demon to bring back his father who sacrificed himself in exchange for Dean's life? If so, will the father come back as a good person, or a soldier for the demon......how many more episodes are there? Will there be a third series? What will I do when it finishes?

So, Supernatural fans unite, and yes Sunray Child that includes you. Anyone yet to see the gorgeous Jensen Ackles in action, tune in to ITV2 ona Sunday evening at 9pm and watch his gorgeousness in action. Oh yes, and of course admire his acting skills too ;)

For now......I'm off to try and help defeat the yellow eyed demon, or to drool over some more Jensen Ackles pictures.

How many times do I need to to type Jensen Ackles in one post to become a Google "whore". Hhehehehehehehe.

Sis In Law......thank you for Saturday, another lovely day with you, Mr Bleach and the girls. But....I think you need to check out Baby Faith's (Holli's) blog to see what the girls need for next year. An actual egg collecting easter basket!!!!!! I hope the girls had as much fun finding the eggs as I did creating the colours!!And yes I am up, hubby is none the worst for wear after his roller skating bike riding sessions ;)

Love and Easter hugs for all.

Whisky

xxxxxx

P.S. Down with the yellow eyed demon!!!!!!

So Suite!

2007-04-01T12:57:00.000Z

Well, we are back from out overnight stop in France. We had a lovely journey over, me dozing in the car while hubby drove, lunch on the Eurotunnel and straight over to Belgium for our ermmmmmm supplies of cigarettes. Back into France and straight to our hotel. The Suite Hotel.

I knew as soon as we walked into the hotel it would be nice. The reception was filled with the most amazing scent, warming and comforting. We opened the door to our room/suite and I was in hotel heaven!!

It was a huuuge room, very cleverly designed. All along the left hand, curved wall, there was, toilet room, wardrobe space, kitchenette with microwave in a sort of space style space, more cupboard space, then a pod style bathroom with walk in shower and separate bath. The bed was huuuge, then the tv could be moved wherever you wanted it (ideal for when I had my bath!), there was a sofa which converted into a sofa bed, an office chair, and a work desk that again could be wheeled wherever you wanted it. Blackout blinds to ensure complete darkness in the room, but the best thing........hubby noticed a line of "runners" along the width of the ceiling. In the tiniest of gaps he spotted something. You pulled out four long but narrow rug type things and the room was converted into two rooms!!! Wicked.

It was lovely, a nice firm but cosy bed and I instantly went for a kip while hubby started his wine shopping. He came back to wake me up, I was already up and having a bath nearly ready to go out for dinner. Over to the shopping centre's food hall, a lovely dinner later and back to our cosy sweet suite.

Up the next morning and downstairs for breakfast, a cute little hamper each filled with yogurt and jams, juice and cheeses, croissants and coffee galore we fuelled up.

We popped to the designer outlet stores and hubby yet again blew out on Lacoste shirts. (More money than sense!), and I blew out on a pair of jeans worth all of ten euro's but....they were the perfect leg length for a shorty like me :)

Back to the Eurotunnel two hours early, expecting to be stuck in the carpark until the time of our train, no, they let us on the next one! Lunch on the train again, and back into England :)

I immediately snuggled down for a snooze, I was awoken shockingly whilst driving through a tunnel with sirens blaring. Panicking that the tunnel was on fire, hubby calmly told me someone had broken down. Calm once more I settled back down....next tunnel exactly the same thing again! I gave up on sleeping.

Home after dropping off the In Laws wine, Dr Who on the TV (hubby sat beside me in case the daleks appeared) and chinese for dinner.....heaven.

I watched the adorable John Barrowman on the search for the new Joseph, Phwwwoooooarr!, then hubby went to bed, and I watche the pre recorded Charlotte Church show featuring......you guessed it Jonh Barrowman.

Have I mentioned something really exciting?????? When John had his civil ceremony in December I sent a card offering my well wishes to his agent in london, with one of my little address cards in. Last weekend I only get a signed black and white picture of the man himself!!!! Thudd.....Droool!!!

So, a lazy Sunday, a busy Monday with Avon due, and three working days this week. Oh yes, and I now have the knowledge thanks to our neighbours, that our chimney is leaning and possibly about to colapse.....with hubby away all weed will I sleep??? At least they had the decency to wait until hubby was home to tell us. J next door even mentioned she would'nt want to be told something like that while she was in the house alone, bless her, that was really kind :)

So hopefully barring any chimney collapses I will blog again soon.

If any of my fellow bloggers notice an unusual ip address visiting their blogs from my town, it's me at work. Don't worry!!

My love and hugs for all

Whisky

xxxxxxxxx

Update

2007-03-29T07:13:00.000Z

Yes I'm still here! Just working hard at work with not much time to play........well not too much anyway.

I have discovered that I can do a good impression of Dancing On Ice using my office chair....I just need to remember to check no one is in my way in case I poke their eye out on the triple axle :)

Sorry Sis In Law.....I'd already crashed when you rang, then woke up, then couldn't get back to sleep again. All is well.

Off to France tomorrow for some more essential supplies. Crisps, ravioli, energy drinks and rhubarb jam :)

Posting from work before I start, so I really can't type too much just in case :)

One worn out hardworking girl clocking in.

Hugs and Love

Whisky

xxxxx

Overhearing Things Makes Me Paranoid

2007-03-23T13:54:00.000Z

At work on Wednesday I overheard a conversation. It's not exactly difficult to overhear as all there is between us is a blue separating board. Four people, having a normal conversation, one that soon went to "toilet talk". It started off quite innocently, saying how men miss their aim etc etc. Then it went further. Before I type this, I want to make it clear, that I didn't hear the full conversation as I was on the phone and keying orders. I don't know the exact context of the conversation. It could have been while they were out, in pubs, in town, in clubs, or, it could have been at work.

It basically went along the lines of the smell people leave behind after their natural ablutions. Yes I know, not a lovely subject o blog about, but not a lovely subject to listen to either! It continued saying that if it's your own smell it's not so bad, you don't notice it. Then it went to walking into a cubicle after someone else had "been". Then came the crunch line. Someone said, Even if people are on medication there is no excuse to leave THAT kind of smell behind!

My brain automatically directed that conversation at me. I re iterate here, that it could well have been about no one in particular, but I took it personally. Now I am back at work, I try to always use the disabled toilet downstairs where no one else goes. But on the odd occasion I HAVE to use the upstairs toilet, I spray my special ostomy deodorant as much as I can. I know the scent I leave behind is offensive. It's even offensive to me, and I have to live with it!!!

If that conversation wasn't directed at me then fair enough. If it was.......I'm sorry if the illness I have meant I had to have an ileostomy bag, which I have no control over which leaves an offensive smell when I "go to the toilet". The fact that had I not had said ileostomy bag I would be dead, of course counts for nothing. If people have a problem with the smell I occasionally leave behind, through no fault of my own. Talk to me! Tell me. I'll agree with you, and explain why I cannot control it. Explain to you that unless you have eaten a dodgy curry you have the option of waiting until you get home, which was also mentioned!

I cannot do that. Unless you want me to float on the ceiling while trying to key orders, occasionally I have to use the toilet to prevent this. I get wind as well you know!!!!!!!!! You can "botty burp" discreetly. I have to place a hand over my tummy hoping no one will hear the squeaks and gurgles I can't control. You'll normally hear me say...."Oh no here we go" and try and sing as loudly as possible to cover my tracks.

I was fuming. SO much so, that I ended up with tears streaming down my face as I told Supervisor S. The Gentleman wanted to go and have a word.....nooooooo. I don't like confrontation! If anyone will talk to them it will be me, gently throwing into the conversation when I feel ready.

Strangely though, two of the people concerned in the conversation have been unusually nice! One talking to me when she wouldn't normally, the other, after me mentioning I felt as if I had a cold coming on, was almost on her knee's praying I didnt. Saying she hoped so much I didn't end up with a cold, calling me Babe. Hmmmmm methinks a quiet word has already been had.

All I can say is, thank goodness for the disabled toilet. I can go in there, with no fear of anyone going in after me. I spray my blackcurrant spray twenty times exactly. The next time I go in there the smell of blackcurrants fills the air :)

I have even started just taking my spray with me, just in case people think I am going in their for other reasons, like a crafty cigarette, which I would NEVER do! But, I know other people have, I have smelt it! The smoke detector obviously is fake LOL. The only reason I will take my handbag is if I need "other things", that I cant fit up my sleeve, if I am wearing a short sleeved tee shirt LOL LOL LOL.

I'm still angry about it now. I never use the toilet at my In Laws for that exact reason. But soon they will have three toilets, so it will be fine. If I go to Sis In Laws I leave the window open, and spray furiously. If I'm at home, I live with it. Thankfully so does hubby.....but then again, he's in competition with me anyway :)

We have automatic air fresheners on the landing just to cover my tracks.

Just remember. My bag gave me life. If it wasn't for that, I would have died fourteen years ago. I had the option. Have the bag, or don't. They gave me that option. That chance to give up then, and I didn't. One thing I will not do is give up. (as you may have noticed by the length of this post!).

I'll just keep slapping on the perfume, and love the comments I keep getting that I smell nice. Angel perfume is my rock, my crutch, my cover up, and I adore it!

For now, sorry to ramble, sorry to go on and on and on.

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

Where Does The Time Go?!

2007-03-21T09:47:00.000Z

I Can't believe it's so long since I last blogged! What with work, Avon, hubby home at the weekends and trying to sleep I just haven't had the chance.

I found out yesterday that The Gentleman has read a bit of the blog :) The only remark I got was "You really are crazy!" Hehehehehehe. I'm glad I didn't annoy him or offend him. Next time....leave a comment ;0

Work is still going really well. I ad my review yesterday, and as from next week I will have reached my goal. Working three full days, hopefully for eternity. I am still in shock that work took me back, never mind realised that I wouldn't be able to manage physically with five full days so agreed to three. It's like a dream come true. It helps me admit defeat that I can't work full time, but at the same time lets me feel as if I am in control by working three days.

The hubby being away business is really starting to kick in now. At the weekends all he wants to do, quite rightly, is to stay in and not do much. He has things to do for work like expenses, and the house accounts. But it's almost getting to the point where I feel guilty for asking to go somewhere with him on a Saturday or Sunday. Never mind mention we might have visitors, or I have been invited here or there.

I understand that he spends all week away, working during the days, eating in a pub or a hotel restaurant, then cooped up in a hotel room. I understand that he might not want to go out for a meal when he get's home. But when it means that I can't do things I would like to do, or see people I would like to see......it really annoys me. Especially when he makes me feel as if it is me who is in the wrong!

As an example, I wanted to go ice skating for my birthday, that was three weeks ago. When I suggested it he was all for it. It will be fun! Now, he just doesn't want to know :(

So for now, I'll put up with sitting in the house at the weekend, trying not to act pi**** off while he sits on his lap top working. Going for yet another lie down, as I feel that even playing my Nintendo is annoying him.

Roll on June/July when hopefully this routine will be over? But who knows, maybe there will be a whole new "plan" of works. More weeks away. I've decided, if there is, I will borrow his sat nav, and go off on my own travels. I can't let him restrict me now that I have my health, and freedom back. For all I know, these things that aren't happening now, might have to be delayed due to me being ill again. So, I intend to give it a few weeks, then take control.

I've had to let Sunray Child down because of him. I hate letting my friends down. I know she will forgive me, but I know she too will be disappointed. It's funny. He can organise a trip to France for next weekend to do a cigarette run......but let me see one of my best friends....no. So watch out Sunray Child. In a few weeks I might just ring you when I am halfway to you, and ask you to put a mug of milk in the microwave :)

I don't know, I come back to blogging and become a misery guts!

I'll stew for a few days.

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

A Big Fat Zero

2007-03-16T13:30:00.000Z

I got reviewed by the gals at So Many Blogs So Little Time and I got a big fat zero.

I could use excuses, like they caught me the day I had put up my Self Portrait Challenge Pictures, in a rush before work. But I won't. I've been reading their reviews since they began, and I can honestly say, they review as they see. I have a regular internet routine. Sign on, check e mails, then read my regular blogs, and then read their site. Yes, I've been checking the waiting review list to see mine creeping up the list. And yes I knew it was due for review.

Am I the sort of person to try and be something I'm not for such an occasion, no. I won't cover my ass by doing an appropriate post "just in case" they pop by. What they saw was me, my blog, as it always is. Messy, filled with random sized pictures, and random waffle from me. My template, I like it. I gues my name WhiskyMinx, indicates a whisky guzzling little devil. Yes I have a shot of whisky everynight before I go to sleep, but that's it. I adore pink and purple, and love cute things. I found a free template site, chose one I liked and adopted it.

I should've tried to draw little devil horns on the girls head.....but I don't know how to! LOL.

Anyway, I wanted to thank the Gals for their review, and comments. It was fun :) I won't be abandoning the site. I don't do the wait for the review then disappear thing. If there's one thing I am, it's loyal.

Yesterday at work was ermmmm, hectic. Busy busy with hitches that caused Supervisor S to nearly pull her hair out bless her. The Gentleman came back from his training, I nearly hugged him with joy, but I realised he might think I was crazier than he thought. Speaking of The Gentleman. I'm still waiting nervously for him to acknowledge he has read the blog, and leave me a comment. I'm scared!!!!

Home, and I settled down on the sofa to watch a dvd. My sister gave us some dvd's of my niece in her shows. I managed to watch her solo in Fame, went to watch it again last night, and the disk is dodgy! So, I settled down to watch Disco Inferno. She plays the lead lady in that as well. As it's based in the 70's she sings some songs of the era. Most of which are songs I used to sing when I was in the band! How weird it is to see my nineteen year old niece, looking uncannily like me, singing the songs I used to sing, sounding uncannily like me too!

It's like I'm recapturing my youth through her career! She has one very strong advantage over me. Her health! What she is pursuing now, I did. She will I'm sure, get a brilliant career, I tried, and failed. It's difficult to sing with a band, act in shows, and audition for things, when you never know when you might need the toilet.

Yes my band folded. My health deteriorated. I have had umpteen chances of singing with bands, or singing solo. But.....I never knew when I might end up in the hospital again, or be stuck in bed. What sort of agent would want someone like that?

I'm not jealous of her. I'm jealous of me. I still have my voice, and possibly my looks. I could still do it. But like everything else in my life, I cant commit. For Gawds sake, I can't even have my dream of a real dog due to my health. I can't have things I want due to this damned disease. That's my only criticism of it right now. I'm in remission, I can work. I love it. Can I do much else, can I boomerangs.

Oh no, Whisky is going off on a rant.

Time to go watch some more pre recorded Supernatural.

Hugs and love

Whisky

xxxxxx

SPC Tools Week 2. The Eyes

2007-03-14T10:27:00.000Z

I had so much fun doing this challenge, but, it only fell into place last night at 10pm. I had used one of the tools listed on the site to create a picture, couldn't work out how to save it, so, I took a picture with my mobile phone of the screen. Then, I found out I could use so many different tools on my phone it is unbelievable!

I stuck to just using one, so I can use the rest for future weeks.

I adore this picture, I created it from nothing, and it looks so peaceful.

Apart from the cursor in the picture, d'ooohhhh!

I played around with it, and came up with these.

But my favourite is.......

It's stating the obvious, but I love it.

I hope you enjoyed my creations, using the simplest of tools. My phone.

You can see more Self Portrait Challenges here.

I had a visitor stay with me last night. Another family bereavement meant my Sister and her family made a trip to see us, and my 19 year old Niece stayed with me for the night. By the time we got home she was exhausted and went straight to bed. But having Take That, Robbie Williams, stage school and Drama training in common, made for lots of conversation this morning. She is carrying on with what I would have done had my health not interfered, and I wish her all the best. She is determined to fight hard to get the place she wants at University, and I'm sure her talent and determination will win her a place.

The Gentleman from work had forgotten the link to the blog, so I gave it to him yesterday. Don't forget to read last weeks! I wrote a whole post for you!

Life goes on, hubby is away and working too hard as always..

For now.......

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

Specs Appeal!

2007-03-11T13:53:00.000Z

Yayyyyy! I got my new specs. Two lovely pairs of pink and purple glasses. One with circles on the arms, and one with diamante's! Everyone, so far, has agreed they suit me :) And, I can see better, which I guess is the whole point.....d'ohhh.

Friday's visit to Clever Crafting Friend was wonderful. I finally gave her her belated birthday presents, and she loved them. I'm glad I took the time to find the little present that was in the card :)

Hubby home, chinese for dinner, snuggle and bed. Then Saturday, collect glasses yessssss! Then collect Whisky's new car!!! Yessssss! I drove it from the garage to Sis In Law's. Noticing on the way out that someone was already looking at my ickle purple car! Panniccc!

Little Miss Pink and Little Miss Purple had their snuggles, and we played just for a few minutes. Dangly earrings prove that someone is growing up fast. I just feel honoured to be able to share a little part in their growing older :)

Over to Mum and Dad's to show them my new bright red shiny car. Back home, and exhausted. I had a lie down, back down in time for Dancing On Ice, which I didn't even watch. Dinner, more snuggles, and a late night for me.

A sound woke me up at 4am. To me it sounded exactly like the lock being put down on the front door. I came downstairs as bold as brass in only my underwear to check for burglars. Nothing. Wide awake I had a cold drink and a cigarette, then back up to bed, wondering exactly what I would have done if there was a burglar. Hubby would of course have slept through it. Would I have hit the panic alarm by the front door? Would I have picked up the nearest heavy object as a weapon, or would I have run upstairs howling like a banshee!

No doubt, on seeing me, the burglar would have been the one howling like a banshee as he was running down the street! After all, I do tend to look a little like medusa when I first wake up.

Awake, breakfast, and hubby is on the phone to Mr Bleach trying to sort out our joint holiday. We will do it! I am determined to be lying on a beach with Sis In Law, cocktail in hand, as the "boys" entertain the girls by building intricate sandcastles. I have visions of hubby doing the simplest blob of sand and saying it is a work of art, while his brother is desperately trying to get the sand out of the sandcastles doorway, as it looks like dust! Oh joy. We are going to have a blast.

One rule while we are away! No hand held vacuum cleaners allowed!!!!

Here's to the beginning of another week. One where we don't know what it will bring. Hopefully happiness and smiles :)

Love to all.

Hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

He He He I Got The Finger :)

2007-03-09T12:29:00.000Z

I got reviewed over at Ask And You Shall Receive Please excuse their html wording! Well I asked, and I received. I got the burning finger, which basically means......my blog, to them, is crappy.

Sorry I wasn't an attractive man you could lust over :( and yes, I know my posts are loooooong, and some may thing boring. And I'm sorry my template didn't load in firefox, and that you think the girl on it is freaky.....wait why am I apologising? You can please some of the people some of the time, but not all of the people all of the time :)

But thankyou for not cleaning out the fridge and doing the review!

Anyway, back to the long boring posts.

Work yesterday was manniiiiic! I got the edi's, and the orders were rolling in, until the sales meeting all was just about ok, but then we lost some time and it was hard to catch up. We all pulled together and got it done. Wooohooo.

Oh yes, and I opened my trap and gave K the link to my blog. K, if you read this, please, please, remember it's me. The real me, not the sometimes snappy when stressed nutter you see at work. Please, please, there are things on here that are mentioned about work. Please remember, the last two years have been hard for me. I was close to losing it completely. My sanity, and my will to live. The thought that work might not have me back played on my mind constantly. The thought that when I went on my "secret", but recommended by my surgeon, and the disability rights comission holiday I condstantly thought people were watching or recording me freaks me out. I even thought that the night we sat next to a woman who was alone on holiday, that she was a private detective employed by work to see what I was up to. Please, don't hold my holiday against me before my return to work. Remember the photo I showed you of me and hubby on my phone? You asked when ti was taken. I fibbed and said it was three years ago in Tenerife. It wasn't. It was on my secret holiday. I'm sorry for lieing to you! Please forgive me.

The fact that while I was away I couldn't walk out of the apartment for three days due to injuring my back was probably my commeuppance for being on that holiday.

It got me walking, it got me sitting on a chair, it got me used to being in crowds of people. If it wasn't for that holiday, I wouldn't be able to walk/run around the office now without a limp. Sit on my chair. Or even be within a group of four people without being terrified.

I may come accross as confident. But belive me, I have more fears than you would believe.

I love my blog, and the people who read it. It's kept me sane for the last nearly two years. A place I can say whatever I like without fear of repercussion. I would love it if you become a regular reader, and leave comments too. But be warned, this is the real me. Complete with anger, tears, problems, milky coffee's and road rage.

K, I still have to think of a nickname for you. But right now I'm thinking The Gentleman. Because that is exactly what you are. A gentle man. Kind, caring, and most of all, and don't let anyone else tell you any different. Hard working. I remember the comment you made "some people think I don't do much". I don't know who or what gave you that idea. You have a job to do, you do it, and you do it well. NEVER let anyone else tell you otherwise. I hope you stay, I enjoy working with you, I am grateful that if I am stuck you will help me out. I love rolling over to your desk for our little chats. You truly are, and are now rechristened "The gentleman".

What did that review site say about long posts!

Last night I got home, I fell asleep on the sofa, and only woke up because although I still had tummy ache, I was hungry. All I could face eating was a pot noodle, and I had just boiled the kettle when hubby rang. It was only 8 oclock, but I felt as if it was 2 in the morning I was so tired. We chatted about each others days, and said our "miss you's, love you's, sleep wells" over and over.

I ate my mangled noodles, watched pre recorded Supernatural to drool over Jensen Ackles. Yes, I adore good looking men, but I would never stray!!!

I crawled up to bed at 10pm, and slept straight through until 9am. Up, breakfast, milky coffee and off for my eye test.

I had already chosen one set of frames, purple of course, with diamantes on the arms, when they said they had lost them I chose another pair. They then found the first pair, and told me if I bought the first pair I would get the second free. Two matching glass cases later I went in for my test.

The good news, my eyes haven't deteriorated much, the bad news, it's enough for me to have to wear glasses all of the time. But at least they will be pink and purple!!!

I can collect them tomorrow!! Woooohoooooo! A new car and two new pairs of glasses in one day. What more could a girl ask for.

Apart from her hubby being home giving her the biggest snuggle ever of course.

I'm off too see Clever Crafting Friend soon. I still feel so guilty that I couldn't give her her presents on time, or even on the day she came to see me. I hope she'll forgive me. I'm sure she'll understand.

Time to go. Could this be the longest post yet?

One final thing. K, The Gentleman, feel free to read, feel free to ask me about things at work. Feel free to leave a comment if you want, feel free to read every day if you are so inclined. I'm sorry if I snapped on Thursday, and I'm sorry if my asking about an attractive man offended you. I can, and do look. But you saw me and hubby at the Christmas party. I adore him, and would never ever do anything to hurt him. I'm more paranoid about it being the other way round.

My secrets are my secrets. I've shared my blog, I'm sharing my secrets, please, please, help me keep them.

Hugs and love

Whisky

xxxxx

Mundanity?

2007-03-07T10:06:00.000Z

Is that a word? I need to check that.

What I mean is, I feel as if recently, my posts have been sticking to just a few things. Work, milky coffee, sleep patterns, missing hubby, and more sleep.

I need to find a way to spice things up a bit! But....when I think about it, after being off work ill with my Crohn's for well over two years, it's still quite a novelty for me to be at work :)

I'm sat here now, the sky is bright blue, the sun is shining, and I think it's the worlds way of telling me to lighten up a bit after the last weeks happenings. Needless to say people will never be forgotten, but they wouldn't want for me to mourn endlessly either.

As I mentioned yesterday, I pick up my new car on Saturday, and it will be called Dot. Why? Well, it's due to the "Stupid Dogbot" Ford Fiesta adverts we get over here in the UK. A robotic supposedly superior dog, keeps doing really stupid things. Like jumping and biting the moon, and headbutting a gramophone. Whilst the Fiesta in the background is more intelligent than the robot, and can turn it's lights on itself, and supposedly make it's own phonecalls?

Anyway, when we went to the garage for the test drive of my new but second hand KA, all around the showroom were these Dogbot things. The best way to describe them is stickers, with a spring coming our of them, and then the dogbot on the top. Once the deal was done and we had signed for my car, I immediately asked if I could have a dogbot as well!

The salesman looked at me in a strange way (understandable), and asked me to choose which one I wanted. I showed him, and he promptly peeled it off the car it was on to put in my car ready for Saturday. Therefore, shortening the dogbot name you get Dot!

I love adverts, I adore the Tunes advert with the robin sneezing and falling off his branch, and the Lenor adverts with the little fairy sneezing. The new Budweiser advert has me in stitches everytime. The one with the rubber floors! If you haven't seen it I won't spoil it, but, watch it right to the end otherwise you'll miss the punchline!

With the terrestrial tv how it is at the moment, sometimes the adverts are better than the programmes!

Thankfully in the living room we have Virgin cable, so I can tune in to the Sci Fi channel for Heroes, and ITV2 for Supernatural. Jensen Ackles is such a dish!!

Hubby bought me the dvd of Saw 111 (3) for my birthday. I still have to work up the confidence to take it out of it's wrapper and put it in the dvd player. But I just love those films! I don't think 2 was quite as good as 1, the twists in 1 were amazing. But after hearing that people were literally throwing up in the aisles watching 3 I'm keen to see what effect it has on me. The only decision now, do I watch it while hubby is away? Or make sure it's a night he is home?

The sun is shining, it's a brand new day. Maybe things are turning round for the better in this little world of mine?

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxxxx

A Year Older, But No Wiser & SPC Online Tools Week 1

2007-03-06T19:07:00.000Z

My apologies for not blogging recently, things just seemed to hit me much harder than expected.

I slept a lot, as usual, on Friday, Saturday I was ok, due to a test drive in my soon to be new car, and having a pre birthday meal with Sis In Law, Mr Bleach and the two girls. I hadn't realised how much it had helped take my mind off things.

Sunday, my birthday, I got up after hearing the phone ring. I should have been in a jolly mood, after all it was my birthday. Hubby told me we were to expect visitors and I promptly burst into tears, crying and wailing that I didn't want to see anyone. I acted like a thirteen year old, not a thirty six year old.

An hour or so later I had calmed down, but I still didn't feel as if I wanted to see anyone, or celebrate my birthday after losing Pop. Visitors came and went in a bit of a blur. Cards and gifts received, as usual Clever Crafting Friend, and Navy Wifie have me down to a tee! A gorgeous chocolate bath set and (Holli will be soooooo jealous!), A lovely cupcake mug and coaster set, and pretty hair bobble, delivered in an adorable cupcake bag!!

We went for dinner at Mum and Dad's. I was at last allowed to drink as hubby volunteered to drive home. I only managed one glass of wine, but lots of Mum cooked food.

Home late, and then I realised, although it was Sunday here, it would soon be Monday in Australia, the day of Pop's funeral. I kept it together until I went to bed, then I had a little cry......realised that's not what Pop would want, and finally drifted off to sleep.

It's still hard to realise he isn't with us anymore. All I can do is treasure the memories, of him and Nan at my wedding. Their previous visits. The smell of Pop's rolled cigarettes that smelt so wonderful to me. And of course our trip over there three years ago at easter.

This weeks Self Portrait Challenge to me, although sticking to the rules of using online tools, is exactly how I feel right now.

It's the picture that I added to my site as soon as I created it. I used one of the tools as recommended on the site, and came up with this picture. I used a picture of me and turned it into a "Xanga cartoon character".

Looking at it now, although there is a recognisable smile there, there is still sadness in the big eyes it has given me.

It's almost as if the smile is hiding the sadness and the tears, exactly as I am right now. People at work keep asking if I am ok, I reply yes I'm fine and smile. But deep inside my heart is breaking.

So, the Tools for this weeks challenge have helped me show how my inner soul is feeling right now. After all the eyes are the view of the soul aren't they?

I pick up new car this weekend. No more ickle purple people eater for me :( It will be a bright red ka called "Dot". Right now it's the only thing that's keeping me happy.

I'll pull through like I always do, my friends have been there for me as always. They have listened to me talk and cry. They have supported me, and for that I am eternally grateful.

Normal transmission will resume shortly.

The smile will soon be back I promise.

For now

Hugs and love

Whisky

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I loved You, I Will Always Love You.....and Will Never Forget

2007-03-02T17:47:00.000Z

Wednesday morning I set off as usual for work. It was busy.

Came home, had just sat down and drank my milky coffee and the door bell rang.

I answered the door to my Mum. I was confused. I knew she was coming round On Thursday while I was at work to "HELP" with the housework. Although how I can now call it help seing as I am not in the house I don't know. Anyway, I wondered if she had decided to do it at six o clock on Wednesday evening.

I said hello, Mum put her handbag down, got out her cigarettes and sat on the sofa. She said she had some news. She hadn't wanted to tell me over the phone, nor had she wanted me to be alone seeing as hubby was away.

My heart sank, and I knew instantly what it was. My dearest Pop, my Grandad in Austrailia had passed away. Instant tears, instant "no's" it can't be true.

He slipped away in his sleep, with his daughter with him. No pain, no distress, simply drifting into another form of sleep to be with Nan.

We talked about sending flowers, I wanted to send something that would mean something to both Pop, and hubby and I. My first question, would a florist be able to do a flower arrangement in the shape of a Tasmanian Devil, as Pop was born in Tasmanai? No.

Then it hit me. Pop adored our local football club. Even though he lived thousands of miles away, when he visited us on numerous occasions he had "adopted" our city's football team as his own. So, culd the flowers be in their colours? Mum had already said that was what she was sending....so I went for their other colour. The complete "team" will be there at his final resting place.

The wording on the cards? Mum was going for a reference to the football team, so I went for the "secret" we shared when we were in Australia three years ago.

When we went we took presents for everyone. Mainly relating to our home town. But for Pop we chose a silver engraved hip flask. He wasn't supposed to drink, but we knew he loved a tipple of whisky, just like me!

So, when we were taken to see him, we gave him his present, but didn't let on it had been filled with the contents of a half bottle of whisky ;)

Each time we went to see him we took him another "tott" to fill it up. I knew it was naughty, and that my aunt wouldn't approve, but it made him smile and laugh at our secret.

My Aunt and her husband held a family barbeque for us at Easter. Lots of people for us to meet who welcomed us into their fold. Pop was brought to the party by my cousin. He promptly called hubby over, slipped him the flask and asked him to fill it up. Hubby completed the mission. Pop slipped it into his inside pocket and gave us a wink.

Only once during the night did he ask hubby and I to slip him a beer and a whisky. ANother secret kept.

So.....the wording on the card simply had to be, "Have a tott of whisky on us, all our love, insert names here".

He would know what it meant, and is probably in the higher place now trying to sneak a drop of whisky without Nan seeing him!

Mum left, I had deliberately not cried much. I didn't want to upset her. As soon as she was gone I cracked. I texted hubby twice, needing to speak to him, needing to hear his voice. An hour later he rang me, and I was literally incoherant.

He reminded me of our visit. The memories we would have of Pop healthy and happy.

I reminded him of saying goodbye to Pop on our last day, on our way to the airport. Pop and I had sobbed, even hubby cried. I think we all knew it was our last goodbye. I will treasure that goodbye, the hug, the words of comfort forever.

The last couple of days have been hard. I went to work in pices, Boss and SUpervisor S wanted to send me home. I needed to be immersed in work.

Hubby will be home soon, and no doubt as soon as I see him the tears will flow again. But the memories will be happy ones.

Test drive tomorrow, birthday on Sunday and dinner with Mum and Dad.

Another week gone, but one I will never forget.

I love you Pop and I always will, say hello to Nan for me.

Hugs

Whisky

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Cha Cha Cha Changes....

2007-02-27T18:39:00.000Z

As I mentioned before, my days at work have been swapped this week due to training, and extra cover needed for that. Maybe it was an omen. Maybe I was meant to be in work on Monday?

I arrived early, as always, and was setting up my desk, turning pc on etc. A member of our team arrives for work, is called straight in to see Boss S, and only comes back to clear out her desk, collect her belongings, and leave without saying goodbye. It was confirmed by supervisor S, that she had left. It's strange, but none of us were shocked. Things have happened in the past, which I knew little about, but brought forward the idea in my mind, that she wouldn't stay for long.

K on the sales desk immediately said "and then there were three". Another chapter closed, one person down. Maybe for the better, maybe for the worst. We won't know for definate for a while, but I know what my feelings are.

So, training and meetings commenced, and J and I did our best during what turned out to be a very busy morning. Everytime I went to input an order the phone rang, everytime I tried to resolve a query from a previous phone call it rang again. Just when I thought I had caught up, another query reared it's head. But, I loved it.

J and I get along well, he helps me a lot, and I do my best to help him where I can. Strange how my first instincts about him were completely wrong, and for once I had worked up the courage to talk to someone about how things were. I had never done that before, ever. I did it, we were both thinking the wrong thing, and we started again. I'm glad we did. He is an excellent work colleague. He works hard, but at the same time puts people at their ease, and makes them laugh. If ever you read this J, I'm sory for my initial response to you, and I hope you have forgiven me. Im so glad I was wrong!

A brief lunch break, where I rang my Mum to tell her what had happened. Back in, and into training. Yet another person who thought I was new to the company! But, I developed my knowledge further, and got full marks on the questionnaire at the end. WTG Whisky!

Back to work for half an hour and then home.

Milky coffee, and a phone call from hubby. I told him details of the day, and as always put my foot in it. I told him how I missed him. How my first half an hour at work is always spent feeling low, as I know I won't see him for days. I then tried to make it sound right. I dont want him to feel guilty for working away. I just wanted him to know I miss him when he isn't here.

Phone down, and I got cosy for some good tv programmes, Prison Break being one of them. It amazes me how many twists and turns there are in that programme. I no longer just sit and drool over the lead man Wentworth Miller, but sit and try and work out how they will get out of their current situation. And my guesses are normally wrong!

Up to bed at 1am, alarm clock set for eleven thirty. I hit snooze once, then turned the alarm off. Big mistake. Yet another long sleep, too long, most of the day gone. Another 15 hours gone in dreamland.

It's really the only downside of my disease right now. I feel well, so far I am coping well at work with the hours, and the gradual increase. When I am home I am doing more, washing and tidying up. Which previously I couldn't manage even before I returned to work.

My mind is yet again trying to tell me I am 100 per cent. My body holds up during the day. Letting me work, run around the office, tootle around at home, do my avon. But then, if I let it, it will shut down for fifteen or sixteen hours at a time. Is it healing itself even further? Is it recouperating from what I am putting it through,is it telling me I need to do less? Or is it just shouting at me to remind me I never will be one hundred percent.

Maybe I should listen to my body, or my mind more. Right now I'm confused. It's letting me do what I want to do with no "messages". Then just when I think everything is fine, it makes me sleep for fifteen hours.....and still feel as if I could sleep more?

Darned Crohn's. I would say I won't let it defeat me......but I have to. I have to meet it half way. Do what I can, and let my body recover itself in it's own way. If that means sleeping in, to hell with it. At least it means that I can function (hopefully) for the rest of the week. Especially with a big weekend coming up.

A test drive in a car, a birthday, a dinner with my parents on Sunday. Hopefully and ice skating session, with me hopefully not falling over. I need to conquer my fear of landing on my butt guys!

So. It's all change at work. A new member will be brought into the fold. No doubt that Boss S, and SUpervisor S will choose someone who fits in. Someone who works hard, but at the same time can laugh with us, and make us laugh. Fingers crossed.

For now,

Hugs and love

Whisky

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Happy Birthday To An Extra Special Someone!

2007-02-24T10:59:00.000Z

Firstly I have to admit to something. I'm never sure if it's the 24th, 25th, or 26th. Somehow over the years my calendars and diary's date's have been transposed. So, if it's early, it's ok, if it's late, I'm really really sorry, and if it's on the right date.....that's brilliant!

It's ten years since I met her, but it doesn't seem that long yet at the same time seems longer if that makes sense. When I first started my old job she was the lady who took me under her wing, showed me round, encouraged me when I felt defeated. Most importantly, she took the time to get to know me. She understook my concerns about my illness, looked after me, told me when she thought I was overdoing things, and helped to pick up the pieces when I would not be defeated.

Took time out of her busy life to visit me in the hospital and at home, encouraged me to learn new things to help me pass the never ending time. Sent me flowers on my return home. She was there for me, and I hope she agree's that I am there for her.

Clever Crafting Friend..............Happy Birthday!!!!!

May you have the happiest of days, and please.....let me know when I can pop round, as I have something for you!

As you may have guessed, hubby's return yesterday was a little unexpected. He was, for him, extremely early. He was fine after his 6.30am start and then a two hour drive home. Until he sat down. Then he was exhausted. I had a quick bath, and he tucked himself up in bed for a well deserved sleep.

Once he was awake, we had a lovely chinese take away, watched some tv. Then we had a phonecall. As I was watching NCIS, and it seemed quite good, I reached over for the phone and passed it to hubby to answer. It was Mr Bleach. I was half listening to the conversation, half watching the tv. Hubby fibbed to Mr Bleach that I was in bed, exhausted after my busy day at work yesterday......so I had to be quiet.

I reached out for the remote control to turn the tv down, and hubby immediately said "oh I'll just turn the tv down". He really was keeping up the game that I was in bed, until the phone was passed over to Sis In Law. He made an unbelievable comment, one which was true (too much information!), and I immediately had to start stifling my laughter. He admitted I was there, and not in bed, and that was it......I was in hysterics.

My normal laugh is, ermmm loud and witchlike. My hysterical laugh is a combination of withchlike extremely loud laughter, snorts, gasps, screams, more snorts, and the occasional "I can't breathe". I normally run this cycle three times, well poor Sis In Law's ear drums might have been near to bursting point. The tears streaming down my face, I was gone!

Eventually I regained my composure, and spoke to her. Mr Bleach really disappointed that I didn't want to speak to him, I've upset another member of their family now! SIL seemed a little subdued, maybe she is now rethinking our joint holiday. Wondering what might happen if I laugh like that in public. Knowing her she will smother me with a towel or a beach ball to shut me up. The walk away pretending I'm not with her! Oh it will be fun!!!

Hubby went up to bed, and I decided to have a glass of wine, my first since late December! and watch a pre recorded show. I finally went up to bed, nicely tired at 1am.

4am, next door were banging around the house, up the stairs, down the stairs as loud as their feet would stomp. I got up, stomped down our stairs to let them know they had woke me up, sat and had a cold drink and went back to bed about 4.30am.

9am and their children are running riot, they are screaming at each other, and then a huge lorry arrives to make a delivery to them. I gave up and got up. See when hubby is away and our bedroom is a snore free zone, I don't hear the neighbours. Maybe I need to make hubby sleep in the little room at the weekends. He would, and has, slept through anything.

I cannot wait until our new bedroom is decorated. Bliss. A newly decorated room, fitted furniture, and a whole room away from next door. In other words, permanent peace and quiet. That will mean when hubby snores I have the choice of another double bed away from them, rather than a single bed right next to the adjoining wall.

Their extension is still in the making, and it's only been six months! I'm really (not) looking forward to the summer, when I want to sit in the sun in my shorts and bikini top, and he is out their making cement, and bricklaying. It's bad enough having to light incense sticks in your own garden to cover up the smell of next door's doggy doo, without having a "watcher" as well.

I've decided, if the smell is bad this year I will say something, or...call the council. I've read of a woman who was fined for exactly the same thing. If you have dog you don't walk, you shoudl regularly scoop the poop, not leave it their for months on end.

Oh my.......this started out as such a nice post. I'm sorry CCF, but knowing you, you will see the funny side of things :) At least I hope you will.

Anyone got any spare incense!!!

CCF, once again, Happy Birthday, and that's from me and Bborriss. He is still eternally grateful for the handmade cover you made for him. In fact I think you are the only person outside of my family who knows who Bborriss is!!!

Lots of love and extra special Birthday hugs for you.

Whisky

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Pffffffffffft! To HTML!!!!

2007-02-23T16:44:00.000Z

I have just spent three hours trying to encode my links sections to roll up or drop down. Basically shorten the list on my sidebar. Can I do it......nup! So....if any sympathetic reader feel like e mailing me a code I can enter into my template to do this for my Blog links and archives, feel free. Whisky is now seeing double and seing "_"" in triple. yuck!

Yesterday work was hard. We were three team players down, leaving Boss S, obviously having to do things Boss S does, which none of us can help with, which is completely understandable :). J in another section helping us. But bless him, he has his own department to run. I did my best inputting orders, taking calls, doing the EDI's which normally consume one person all day. We did it, we survived, got all the orders on, all the phone calls and quieries answered, and hopefully all of the EDI's went out without fault. What a day!

But....while we were working so hard, also formed a bond. We pulled together, helped each other out, asked each other for help and got it, and vica versa. It was hard work, but it was fun! We even had the customers laughing along with us :)

There was one person who called late on to ask if I had passed a message on to the one person in technical, I hadn't had chance, the person who answered the call, who had just that minute stepped out of training. Politely but firmly told him that I had been on sales all day on my own, I had done all I could, the fact that I hadn't passed his message on, but had managed to get 600 orders out of the door on my own soon brought him back to reality, and he passed on his sincerest apologies. I should coco! I know my new nickname at work is "Wonderwoman" But obviously my gold lasoo wasn't working as well as it should have been.

I had planned a really long post.......but, hubby has just walked through the door!!!!!!!

Oh, SIL, Thursday's are your day off, Firday's are mine LOL. How many phonecalls?!

I'll ring you later Love youuuuuuuu!!!!

Hugs

Whisky

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Pasta, Spinach and Pancakes

2007-02-21T10:45:00.000Z

Yesterday at work I had my monthly review with Boss S. It, as always, went well. SHe seems really pleased with my progress, and my determination to gradually increase my hours. As from next week I will be doing two full days, and one half day. Then it's only one more step to my full working dream of three full days :)

Next week I have agreed to work Monday all day instead of Tuesday to help them out. There is loads of training going on, and it will leave them really stuck on the sales desk, so of course I obliged. They have been so good to me, I am willing to repay it with compromise :)

It started off slow, then geared up a bit. It seemed to be dragging then before I knew it, it was time to leave. I headed for my journey to French Friends house, confident of the way as hubby had talked me through the directions.

But......this is me, the woman who can't get from A to B unless she has had a test run. So, onto the never ending ring road, missed the turn off I needed, but didn't realise until three junctions later! Found an island, turned round, and was straight to her house :)

It was good to see her, and of course doggy Sammy :) She cooked me a gorgeous dinner of walnut and gorganzola pasta parcels with spinach in greek yoghurt and pesto. Followed of course by pancakes!!! Scrummy and and I was completely stuffed.

We sat and chatted about work and things, and then we did some readings with my Tarot cards. I don't follow strict diagrams for laying them out in pattersn etc. I shuffle them seven times myself, pass them to whoever wants the reading, ask them to shuffle themn then split them into three piles for past present and future. They seemed to be quite accurate! I don't embellish the cards or their meanings, I simply find the card in my book and read out the meaning stated there. That way I'm not making things up, I'm being completely honest to the cards and the vibes they are getting from the other person.

We also did some question readings. Think of a question and pick on card, and the same but split the pack into three again. We both did it, and the readings, I think, were spot on! But.....the cards did tell us when it was time to stop. They always do that. They can tell when they are being overused, or being used for too accurate an answer.

I have been bidding and watching on e bay for sooooo long for some Angel cards. I recieved some the other week, but they weren't what I wanted. I found the ones I wanted and got outbid every time! Until yesterday. A last minute bid, paid straight away, and they arived this morning! They are exactly what I was drawn too, and perfect! I can't wait to read them for myself this evening after I have dlivered my Avon.

Life is so busy for me now. Compared to twelve months ago, I am a completely different person, and in a good way. I have some strength and energy, but a vitality for life I had lost somewhere in amongst my hospital stays.

Hubby came home for one night last night. He looked exhausted, he has so many long drives this week bless him. He'll be back on Friday, and I will snuggle him, and rub his brow to help him sleep. I'll miss him until then.

Just a short post today.

My SPC didn't seem to go down too well yesterday? Someone even left a comment inferring I was breaking the rules by writing like a penguin. Surely all ideas thrown into the mix are interesting, even if they are a little profound! Ok, so I didn't take a picture of myself, I can't always do that with hubby not here, it would end up being the same picture over and over. But, yes I will try harder for whatever the next challenge is. Photography isn't my strong point, but my imagination is. SO if I use my imagination around a picture it's just my way of being involved.

I'll keep trying, I'll keep thinking.

For now

Love and hugs

Whisky

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SPC Black & White 4 - Penguin

2007-02-20T09:59:00.000Z

I can live on the land, I procreate on land, lay my eggs on land, and raise my hatchlings on land. Yet, I am most at ease in the water.

On land I stumble around, my feet seem to get in my way, sometimes I lose my balance and then I end up in a heap on the floor.

From inside my enclosure I see the look of delight on the watchers faces. Adults holding children up high to catch a glimpse of me. Or children bending down low, their faces pressed to the glass leaving vapour trails from their breathing apparatus. For some strange reason they don't have flippers like me. They have these rounded things on the end of their legs. They all seem to have different colour rounded things. Some of them even totter around in a worst state than me on spiky multicolour rounded things. How strange?

They don't have wings like me? They have long protuberances with ten tiny things on the end of each one? They seem to feed themselves with these, fluff their fur, wipe their faces, scratch themselves like the monkey's, and the grossest thing ever.....the little humans even stick their protuberances up their breathing apparatus, come out with something and leave it on the glass! Now how disgusting is that? Don't these creatures have any manners?

I know my parent humans have manners. They come into our territory twice a day with a bright orange container full of.....Oh dear, I seem to be drooling at the thought of it! Full of fish. My friends, family and I go simply silly with glee. We waddle as fast as our flippers will allow, we band around our parent humans and call for food. Some of us that are able to even jump elegantly into the water and catch the fish they throw.

My favourite habit is to look as if I am going to catch it, miss it by a nanosecond, watch the fish fall to the bottom of our territorial water and gracefully glide down and pick it up. That way to me the fish seem alive as they should be.

Whenever I do this the humans, both adult and children alike seem to act like seals and bang their protuberances together to make the most awful racket! They show their teeth, at least thats what I think they are. They don't have beaks like us.

I've often wondered how these humans procreate. After all, it must be one big egg they lay to get those terrors they call Children. Speaking of which, my little ones are calling. They aren't yet black and white like me, with sleek feather which are waterproof. They are still grey and white, with fluffy feathers to keep them warm. I must save them a fish. Well I say save. I have to eat it of course and then regurgitate it to feed them with.

I wonder if that's what those mini humans do when they wipe their protuberances on the glass after sticking them up their breathing apparatus? Maybe it's excess food they don't require?

Well I for one don't fancy eating it.

I'd much rather be a penguin, so much more elegant.

I'd like to thank Aunty Whisky for translating for me. She says I may be featured on some web site called
Self Portrait Challenge? Oh I could be famous, I could be recognised around the world! Oh my flippers are itching at the thought of it, notice the extra wiggle in my rear as I walk away?

I'll hand back over to her now, as she tells me I have limited time to tell you things. Bye for now, and please don't leave behind your excess food......it's really annoying!

No I haven't flipped, I just wanted to do something completely different for this weeks SPC.

I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it.

Love and hugs

Whisky and Pippa the Penguin

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Countdown To 36 Pannniiiiiccccc!

2007-02-19T10:18:00.000Z

In a little under two weeks I will be another year older. Scary. I still feel as if I am 17, although I don't have the energy I did then. My face still looks reasonably young, thankfully. Whenever I ask someone how old they think I am, they always say late twenty's maybe 30 at the most :) That makes me love them. I've only got four years and two weeks until I am the big 40! Now THAT is scary.

For the last three months I have been explaining to people, in front of hubby, and even to hubby, how precious our time together is at the weekend. So, what does he do this weekend? Spend all of it on his laptop working! And he wonders why I was in and out of the room shutting doors louder than usual, sighing heavily and staring at him? Hello? A little attention wouldn't go a miss. I think we had a conversation on Friday evening about my shopping trip with Sis In Law, then we had another one last night before we went to bed. Nothing like spending quality time together!

If I had known just how engrossed he was going to be in his work on Sunday I would have gone over to Sis In Laws for dinner on my own, he could have cooked his own chicken (literally), and I would have had someone to talk to! MEN.

He's away tonight, back tomorrow, but I have already made plans and am out for dinner with a friend, then he is away til Friday. Let's see how next weekend goes. Maybe a nice romantic walk, a trip to a garden centre, at least a conversation maybe? Or probably another weekend of him working. Ggggrrrr!

My Avon has arrived so I have tonnes of sorting to do :) I'll sort Mum's and her neighbours first, collect my prescription from the doctors, collect the stuff from the pharmacy, then pop to Mum and Dad's drop off Avon, take Mum shopping, and I think I might go to the local B&Q to look at wallpaper. I need to get an idea of what I want in the new bedroom. I can get some samples and stick them on the walls. Maybe this will give hubby the hint that it needs finishing? After all, I wrote on the wall in pencil just before we went to Australia, and that was three years ago!!!

Ohhhhh. Whiny Whisky today. Hopefully I will have my happy head on tomorrow. FIngers crossed.

Hugs

Whisky

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Silly Slipper Sunday 2

2007-02-18T14:19:00.000Z

Yes I remembered. It was late last night when I suddenly jumped off the sofa and grabbed the camera, but I remembered. I was going to "choose" a pair of slippers carefully, maybe with a matching pair of pj's, but as I had left it so late I just decided to take a picture of my slipper socks that I was wearing.

Here we have......

Ten little piggies all cosy and warm in their own piggiefied slipper socks.

I managed to peel them off my feet just long enough to take a picture to show you the underside, with the magical "sticky bits" that stop you from slipping and sliding on wooden and tiled floors!

So there we have it, Silly Slipper Sunday 2. I promise I will be more organised next weekend!

Friday, and I had to be up at 7am to take my car in for service. My poor ickle purple car was leaving me, and I wasn't sure for how long. We got to the garage, and I immediately jumped out of my car and got to Mechanic C before hubby did. For at least two years now I have been begging for new wheel trims on my car. The front drivers wheel trim looked gross! Rusted and dirty. So....I asked Mechanic C if he would pop me some wheel trims on to make my ickle car look perfect again. He said he would, and I was over the moon.

Hubby dropped me home, and I then started to get nervous. Would my eleven year old car pass it's mot. Would it need endless work to keep it running. I bought my car second hand from my Dad. When they bought it they chose the number plate as it was my house number, so now it is mine, it is MY house number :) Even though my car is eleven years old it still only has 39,000 miles on the clock. Not bad going hey!

My College Buddy came, and we spent ages talking. Me about my "whatever" audition. And her about her trip to another country to see Take That. Yes she goes everywhere, she is a married woman, but she still follows them round the country, and gets to talk to them and have her picture taken with them. This time they were even in a hotel room slap bang opposite Mark OWen, and therefore had full view of his bedroom antics all night! Tutt tutt.

Sis In Law called, College Buddy left, and Sis In Law and I headed into town. It was fun! We hit a couple of shops before our main aim.....Primark. This has to be the best shop in my town. Bargains galore, and trendy ones too. As soon as we walked in the door we spotted short sleeved tee shirts for £1.50 in a variety of colours. Of course I got one in pink and one in purple. SIL I believe got an orange one. We wandered round, SIL better at hunting through rails than me. She ended up with loads of lovely stuff. We both bought the same coat too. A lovely parka style coat, with fur trimmed hood, inner pull string, zip and buttons, and lovely deep pockets for my Avon stuff. I chose black, and I think SIL went for beige, guess how much? £5.00!!!!

We payed up, and walked out of the store grinning. We both agreed there is no better buzz than getting bargains!

We sat and had a cigarette under cover, and I realised we were right by the famous statue that Holli has previously mentioned. I immediately gave SIL my handbag and trotted off with my mobile phone to take come pictures.

One thing I havent mentioned is that at work on Tuesday I had an accident. I was trying to get some sellotape of a holder without the cutting blade in. I pulled down on the sellotape and promptly broke my nail. Not in the usual straight across fashion, but right down the middle of the nail, and across, way deeper than it should be. There was no way I could remove the piece of nail as it would be extremely painful, and bleed! So, my thumb is covered in two plasters. One over the nail, and one around it to keep the plaster on.

The reason for mentioning this, is that when it came to pressing the relevant buttons on my phone to get to the camera I couldn't do it! I kept trying with my index finger, missing the button, going into text messages, alarm clock, everything but the darned camera! Eventually looking as if I needed some sort of tablet I crossed my hands over each other and managed to take a couple of pictures. It wasn't until we had got back to the house that SIL mentioned how stuupid I looked in the town centre trying to operate my mobile phone.

We headed back to the car, got a pack of soft drinks, got to the car and started drinking as we were both really thirsty. There then ensued a burping contest all the way back to my house. How ladylike are we!!

SIL left, and I lay down on the sofa and was awoken by hubby ringing to say he was on his way home. Chinese for tea, tv on, I snuggled up and fell asleep on him. He was under strict instructions to wake me at a certain time. No more 16 hour sleep ins for me! So Saturday morning the phone rings, I pull the duvet over my head and ignore t. It rings again, I jump out of bed panicking, knowing that it must be serious for someone to ring me again. I answer the phone no one there. Phone down and it rings again. It's hubby telling me it's time to get up.....I tell him straight away I am awake and need the toilet....NOW.

Downstairs preparing my breakfast, phone rings again GGGggggggrrrrrrr! It's my Mum making sure I hadn't gone back to bed! Sit on the sofa and just finish my breakfast, and the phone rings again. Thankfully I didn't swear down the phone as it was Mr Bleach, SIL's Hubby.

We were invited to dinner on Sunday, I said I would check with hubby and ring them back later. All I will say is, we had to say no due to the fact hubby had already bought dinner and we had no room in the freezer. Two little princesses were reduced to tears by the fact that their mother was telling them that their Aunty and Uncle didn't want to see them! Cruel SIL!!!!

So here I am......Sunday afternoon. Hubby hasn't yet stopped working on his lap top.....Yaaaaawn. There's me telling everyone weekends are precious, time together etc etc. So much for that!

Avon tomorrow, tonnes to deliver so I may not post until Tuesday.

For now,

Love and hugs

Whisky

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Coincidences In A Small World

2007-02-15T18:28:00.000Z

The last two days have been filled with little "coincidences" that sometimes have freaked me a little to say the least.

Remember, There is only Boss S, and supervisor S that I know from before I went off work ill. So, I'm on a learning curve getting to know the "new" people I am working with. Yesterday I asked someone for some help with the research for my book. This person was there originally, but at the company Murder Mystery Night she mentioned she was studying certain things that interested me, and would be helpful for my research. She automatically said I could pick her brains any time. So.....she came into the office and I asked for her help on stalking. I instantly felt as if I had put my foot as far into my mouth as it would go. I didn't realise that along with studying behavioural psychology she had in fact been stalked herself! I was so shocked and immediately apologised. She was fine with it, she can now look back on the experience and laugh about it, even though she was scared witless at the time. She said she would help me still. But that coincidence really freaked me out!

K in the office overheard this, and said he too was tring to write a book! Another coincidence. Two in one day in fact.

Anyway, a full day today, and one of the conversations I had led to me saying I had studied for three years at drama college, and then sung in a band. J in the office then said he had also acted, and sung in a band! Wooooooohhhh Spooky! We both have a wicked sense of humour, and sometimes can tell what the other is thinking, it's so funny. Yesterday I literally reduced myself to tears laughing at something we were saying. My thoughts carried on, and I began with a little chuckle, before long the whole office was either wondering where the witchlike laughter was coming from, or looking at me rather strangely. Needless to say it involved chocolate and cream!

I like the atmosphere we have there now. It's slightly different to before, but Boss S has chosen the people who work there now, and she has a real knack for choosing people that will fit together, not just in a working relationship, but in a good atmospheric way as well.

I was slightly upset last night. Hubby rang me to wish me a happy valentines day, he thanked me for his presents and I thanked him for mine. He then said "You didn't get the flowers I sent did you?" I replied "No, what flowers, what do you mean?"

He then reeled off a story of how both him and his colleague had ordered bouquets to be sent to their valentine through the same website. His colleague later asked if he had received his e mail confirmation. Hubby hadn't. He hadn't confirmed the order!!!

Does this remind you of the SIM CARD SAGA?! It does me.

He even said he had e mailed Boss S to let her know then realised she was on holiday. That was why he told me that he had sent me flowers, but he hadn't. I did ask him why he had even told me. He replied that he was worried Boss S would ask what my flowers were like, then I would say "what flowers". I told him he should have just sent her another e mail explaining his mistake, covering his tracks, and then I would have known nothing of the non existent flowers!

In our 19 years together, nearly 15 years of marriage he has not once sent me flowers. The one time he tries to he gets it wrong bless him. I told him to send them me another time, you never know, miracles can happen!!

I spoke to my Chinese Friend last night. SHe was concerned about some of the stuff on the blog. It's so hard to know what to write on here. Originally when I started it, there was no one that read it that knew hubby, and hubby wouldn't read it, he "doesn't do" reading. But now, through his work, both Chinese Friend, and French Friend, are just what their names indicate. Friends. But they both either work with hubby, or have worked with hubby. We all know each others husbands, we go out together in either a four or a six.

I don't want people to think wrong of hubby. I don't want to influence anyone's opinions of him. But I do tend to write about my grudges and annoyances. Like my Avon manager, or the neighbours, with no fear of repercussion. So......I've stepped over the boundary, shared stuff about hubby, that if he ever finds out I have written on here, or talked about with others will really, really, really annoy him. I know I can trust people.

But maybe the reason I did it was brought to life last night. Chinese buddy talked to me, and listened to what I had to say. What she didn't realise was, that by the end of the conversation I was yet again in tears. It breaks my heart to think of hubby in such a bad way. I love him to pieces. He has literally kept me alive over the last few years, and I mean that honestly. So to criticize him in such a way is really really hard to do, but it has had such an impact on me I needed to let things out.

She summed it up last night by saying that girls CAN talk without fear of repercussions. Women open up more to each other than men do. Women are more emotional, therefore they can understand other women's feelings in a way men can't.

I know I always say this, my friends mean the world to me. Up until about three years ago, I thought I only had one or two real friends. Now I know different. They say in times of trouble, difficulty, or need you find out who your real friends are. I truly have. Bouquets of flowers on my return home from hospital, phone calls, visits, text messages, little presents that mean the world to me, cards, etc etc. People who are willing to take the time to visit me, both at home or at the hospital because they knew I couldn't get out of the house. Who are now willing to let me visit them.

People who I can talk to about things, and find they feel the same way. About perfectionism in DIYing...shopping on a Saturday in Tesco..literally anything from A through to Z. Yes hubby and my parents and Sis In Law and her family have pulled me through the tough times. But my friends have done just as much, and for that I will be eternally grateful.

I want us to grow old together. To swap crocheting tips holding a crochet hook in one hand and a walking stick in the other. To talk about our love of pigs and cows, crystals and pink things as we help each other into our stanner stair lifts. To still be training Nintendogs as we use our motorised wheelchairs. To walk dogs in France, or visit China when we are one hundred and two. To watch sunrays together as we pop our dentures into a pot, (no offence Sunray Child). To learn together and be friends forever.

College buddy is coming to see me tomorrow. We've known each other for 18 years. Grown apart, then reclaimed our friendship and our memories. She honored me by letting me do a reading in the church when she got married. Like me she adores Robbie Williams, and she (luckily) has met every member of Take That. Tomorrow we will talk as if it was the first day we met. We will hug as if we haven't seen each other for years even though it has only been weeks.

Look......I'm getting really mushy here. I just want my friends to know I care, I think of them daily. All of them, each one an individual, but each one a friend.

Please, today, or tomorrow, or next week, even next month, let your friends know you care. I have today, as I have in the past, and will in the future.

Be proud to have friends, and be proud to BE a friend.

Take care.

Love and Hugs, and thankyou to "My Friends" and yes I'm afraid that does include you SIL!!!

Whisky

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I'll Wear My Badge With Pride

2007-02-14T10:09:00.000Z

Work went well, we had a laugh about Valentine's day, and managed to catch up on all of the quotes that had come in in leaps and bounds. One of the girls (who started there while I was off ill) mentioned that I fitted into the team perfectly! Ahem, not being funny here, but please remember I have been part of the team for four years now, not two honey. Gggrrrrrrrrrr. Ok so two years were spent lying on my sofa in agony, but my spirit was at work! Meeeeeeeeeeeow! Can you tell that really got my goat! Tssskkkk.

Home, milky coffee, and off I popped to collect the last of my Avon books. When I got home my area manager had text me to ask if I was placing an order. They promised me they would change my area manager!!! Have they? No! I felt like replying with "Why do you constantly feel the need to question my ability, why do you always ask me stupid questions, why do you constantly babysit me like a three year old?". But I didn't. I just sent a one word answer. YES!!!

I entered my orders online, and yet again I am over the £200. Not bad considering I only really have between 10 and 15 regular customers. Although, my hairdresser friend visits an elderly peoples home on a Thursday to do all of the ladies hair. Their Avon rep has stopped doing it, so, she has kindly taken my books in, and brought me a tonne of orders!!! Bless her. She said I was the only person she trusted to be reliable. So, I now have some more regular customers, who apparently can place orders for £100 a time between them. WTG Whisky!

The order is due on Monday, and I will have so much fun opening the boxes and sorting the stuff. It's like Christmas every month for me. I know none of it is mine, but it feels as if it is. I check it for damage, colour or shade etc, tick it on the customer order form and then on the invoice. I bag it up, put in the invoice and the new book with a new order form. It's fun! I love doing things that need organisation!

Oh, and my new territory has finally been given to me. Yes it is within walking distance. But I think giving me 80 odd houses was more to see if I really could do it, rather than give me some territory. Ok, so I only managed 40 houses this time, and got some orders too, but that was because there was only a week to do it in. This time I will be organised and hit the remaining 40 in two shots. I'll use the last campaign rather than the most recent, that way if I "lose" any books it won't matter so much. Some people tend to just leave them in their recycling bin. They cost 39 pence each you know!!!

Anyway, I got up this morning and found a text on my phone. A poem from hubby. Not extremely romantic, but telling me where I could find my valentines card. I opened the drawer and there was a huuuuuge Valentines bag filled with goodies. Robbie Williams pencil set is going straight into work! Some waffle style bathroom stuff, make up bag, slippers, headwrap, and bath pillow, that totally match my summer waffle dressing gown. And......ermmmmm some other stuff that is a bit......you know.

Oh, and the card.....beautiful. It has a lovely red heart badge on it that says "I'm loved to bits!" and I will proudly wear it at work today :)

Speaking of work again, something spooky happened yesterday. I printed off a quotation, went to the printer to collect it, and found some stuff on apartments in Cala D'or Mallorca. Which, is where hubby and I went on our secret holiday in September. Anyway, M from the technical department came and claimed it and told me he was looking for apartments for this years holiday. I told him which apartments we stayed in, thankfully the same ones we stayed in three years ago, were brilliant and I would highly recommend them.

He then told me he had been to Cala D'or last year, in September!!!!! OMG, it was the one of the same weeks hubby and I were there. WHat if he had seen me? SH** we could have been on the same beach, in the same bar or restaurant! I know I've been over all of this with the Disability Rights Commission and my surgeon. I know I was ok to go away. I know I wasn't breaking any rules, and I was enabling my recuperation......but that was close!!!

Avon complete, I sat and watched tv whilst I ate my dinner, then moved into the living room to watch a film. The Excorcism of Emily Rose. In a house on my own. In the dark. A true story. Bad idea. Thankfully I didn't have nightmares!!!

So here I am, blogging before I go to work. Whatever I wear, I will wear my Valentine badge with pride. :)

May I take this chance to wish you all A Happy Valentines Day. I hope cupid makes it a happy one for you!

Hugs and love

Whisky

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Valentine My Valentine, Oh Where For Art Though Valentine?

2007-02-13T11:01:00.000Z

This year will be the first year in 20 odd years that hubby and I haven't been together for Valentines Day :( Normally we see each other after work, and last year he postponed Valentines until I was out of the hospital. This year, he will be away.

I packed him off on Sunday evening with a carrier bag full of goodies, I deliberately stapled it together so he couldn't peek. It's hard to think that he will open that bag, and his card a hundred or so miles away.

It's been three months so far since he has been away during the week, it's not been too bad, apart from the occasional glitch. But then I think, there are four or five months to go of this, and it hurts. I miss him when he is away. Yes I enjoy having the house to myself, and the tv. But I miss his companionship, his smile, his hugs, his voice next to me rather than on the phone. I know he's happier, but it still makes me sad sometimes.

The only good thing is that I am back at work. I hate to think how I would have reacted had I still been on the sick. Alone in the house all day every day, no contact with the outside world. My cherished friends of course would still be rallying round and visiting me. But, I'm glad to be in the office atmosphere. Answering phones, making customers laugh, using my brain, making myself tired for a reason rather than just because of my health.

I know that there will be thousand of women in the world without their valentine's tomorrow, and there reasons and heartache will be much stronger than mine. No I don't want pity, but if anyone wants to send me a secret valentine......feel free!

I know that the weekend will soon be here, in fact it's not the weekend this week. He will be home on Thursday!!! And then no doubt I will be tutting at him for making too much noise, or eating too loudly. But I do that all the time!

So......I won't get a hug from my hubby on Valentine's day. I won't see his face apart from the photographs I say goodnight to every night at the side of the bed.

I'll miss him. I love him. Even with the recent problems I have had, which he seems completely oblivious to because I am to worried to talk about it, I still love him. Yes I keep mentioning going it alone, having no security if I wanted to do that. Yes I begrudge the fact that he see's his money as his own and isn't willing to share. Yes he buys me things. But.....is it my fault I'm not on an equivalent salary to him and never will be? For one I'm a women, and women are renowned to be paid less than men. For two I have no aspirations to become a manager or MD, I am happy in my little Sales Co Ordinators role. And for three, and most importantly, is it my fault that for the last two and a half years I have only been paid sick pay or disability allowance. If I could control my disease and therefore my income I would. Yes, it's made me who I am, a strong person on the outside. But maybe if he took the time to see the "inner me", recognised the sad eyes, he might realise how I feel sometimes. Worthless.

Please, if you know us personally, don't mention this. Hubby doesn't read this blog, he doesn't read anything much other than the financial times!

This is My space. My personal rantings and ravings that I am willing to share here with people who are willing, and interested enough to read. It's my choice to talk about my sleep patterns, building snowmen, and the one chink in my marriage that I hope doesn't become a crack or a break.

If it wasn't for my health maybe I would have savings of my own. I would be more confident. I wouldn't have to rely on him for everything. I would know who my car is insured with, and which energy supplier we use because i could control my own finances. The fact is I would HAVE my own finances.

But on the reverse, my health has brought us closer together, it's proved to me how much he loves me. I used to believe that money wasn't important. But when you don't even have the money in your purse to buy yourself a loaf of bread....that's a whole different story.

Tomorrow is another day. Valentine's day. Maybe I will have a completely different outlook, maybe I won't. All I know is, I will be alone.

Hugs for all

Whisky

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SPC Week 2 - Black & White

2007-02-12T16:47:00.000Z

For once I am prepared, organised. Thanks to the 4 inches of snow we had last week I have a multitude of ideas for this weeks Self Portrait Challenge, theme being Black and White. Last weeks post provoked quite a few comments, and made a few people think about an animals/dogs point of view.

This week, apart from anything else, I had soooo much fun preparing for and taking these pictures. It made me relive my youth, and for that I am grateful.

The day began with me driving to my parents house doing no more than 10 miles an hour, I don't understand some of the nutters that risk theirs, and other peoples lives by driving any faster than that in the blizzard conditions we had. I took my hubby's advice, drove slowly and in a higher gear than required, and used the gears to bring me to a stop, rather than risking a tail spin in my little car.

Mum and Dad had so much fresh untouched snow, that I just barged outside and decided to make a snowman for the three year old girl who lives next door to them. I did get some funny looks from them as I rolled it down my parents drive and into their back garden, but when I looked later it had been lovingly decorated :)

More of that later, let's get the SPC photo's on first!!

I finally realised that the snow in my back garden could be used as a tool, and not just something that looked nice. So.....using a garden candle I wrote this as one of my attempts.

Again I wrote the words "Black and White" in the snow.....using it as a canvas to express the idea.

Then I realised that none of my posts are complete without a .....

Snowy Hug!!

Footprints in the snow followed by.....

Handprints in the snow, or are they angel wings?

Just to prove how much snow fell.

The daffodils were confused?

and so was my garden mole!

My lovingly made snowman, now lovingly dressed :)

Only to find a few doors down.....

A friend of his had joined in the fun!

Even snowmen can be 2 faced!!!

or just have one face viewed at a time......

But what's this I see?! Uh Oh, looks like someone has been playing like the birds and the bee's

Where there was one, now there are two....nothing like a snowman cuddle :)

So, not only is snow a valued event of nature, it can entertain yet at the same time be dangerous, be fun, yet at the same time say something, and be cold but be made to be a warm hug.

I hope you liked the "Snow Show".

Hugs

Whisky

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Silly Slipper Sunday

2007-02-10T22:19:00.000Z

Holli gave me the inspiration for this idea. A while back she showed some pictures of her adorable bunny slippers, and I left a comment saying I would show her my whacky slippers and nightwear. I finally got round to taking some pictures, and have decided to, for a few weeks, have a Silly Slipper Sunday section.

If anyone wants to join in, feel free....just drop me a comment with a link to your blog/post, and I will post them on here. It could be fun!!

Some of you may know I am a pink and purple fan, so much so I have a purple car, hopefully soon to be a new pink car!

But.....not everyone on here knows I am a secret pigaholic! I have pigs absolutely everywhere! Living room, dining room, conservatory, bedrooms, and bathroom. I often get piggy birthday cards, and I keep every single one of them. Navie Wifey....I have your complete set, including the wonderful piggy bags she has given me :)

I love it that when people think of me, they have the choice of pink, purple and piggy. This Christmas was the BEST ever. Two of my closest friends both took the time to choose things that were both pink and piggified and I adore them for it. I've only just realised that they both bought me things from the same shop!!!

Clever Crafting Friend bought me the most adorable tax disc holder for my car, that is a pig, his trotters even have sparkly gems on them. I have explained to her, that this will not be setting foot (literally) in my car until after my MOT. Yes, the guy who looks after my car at the garage is trustworthy, we have used him for 20 years. BUT I don't know the man who is doing my MOT. All things of importance to me will be removed from my car, or not put in my car until it is back safely in my possession. This includes the kit that Navie Wifey bought me for Christmas. (I have to mention here, that there is no specific reason for the order of listing, each mean as much to me as the other). She bought me, from the same shop as CCF, a car kist, yes a piggy car kit! A hand warmer with a pig on it, a scraper that is pink and fluffy, in a lovely piggy bag! That will not be used until the MOT is done. I'm not risking losing two treasured gifts!

Anyway, back to the slippers. I have a multitude of nightwear. 15 years ago I had hardly any. I had to borrow nightshirts from my Mum for staying in the hospital. Now I have at least 20 pairs of pyjama's or nightshirts. Some of which I will be detailing in later weeks as they are matching sets with either slippers or socks.

I might even extend it to include slipper socks as some of those are wonderful too!

Anyway, for the first week I wanted it to be piggified.

I present to you, slipper pair No 1.

Two twin piggy's that fit perfectly on my dainty size 6 feet.

A closer shot, showing the detail. Yes they have four trotters cuddling my feet, and blue eyes too.

Luckily they don't snort, and they don't mind the smell of my feet!

I think I'll call them Pinky and Perky, or Lefty and Righty!

So, please please please pretty please with piggies on top, join in, share, have fun, enjoy!!!!

Next week I will show a different pair of slippers, or a matching set of pj's and sippers or a pair of slipper socks. Oh the joy.......slippers, piggies, nightwear, pink and purple all rolled into one!

Yayyyyyy for Slipper Sunday!!

Lots of love hugs and oinks!!

Whisky

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Friday Is Pamper Day!

2007-02-10T22:02:00.000Z

Thursday I awoke to see snow, snow and more snow.....it fell all day and was wonderful! I managed to make it to Mum and Dad's in the car. We made a snowman for the little girl next door, rolled it round to her garden and her mum and dad wondered what we were doing and thought I was a little crazy :) But.....she loved it!

Mum and I caught the bus to the hospital to see Mr R. I did have to put my foot down with a firm hand when his registrar walked in. They should know by now I ONLY see Mr R himself. In he walked, happy as ever. Checked my wounds, told me off for being at work, and said for me to bugg** off for another six months! I haven't been on six monthly check ups for four years, so for me, and my disease, this is a BIG breakthrough!

Back to Mum's off out in the car, shopping, paying papers, getting petrol, collecting prescriptions, lunch, housework and ironing, dropped mum off home, and back I came to relax on the sofa.

Hubby eventually rang, let's just say his phonecalls this week have either interupted my dinner, or been at 10.30pm not amused!

Up at 6am, at work for 08.45 regardless of the snow and ice.....the UK still had four inches! Work was good. A full enjoyable day, until....the snow pulled down our phone lines, which meant we were all sent home 15 minutes early.

Home, hubby back, a quick coffee and over to Sis In Laws for our girly pamper evening.

I was the first person to put my name down for an Angel Card reading, then an eyebrow pluck, and then a neck head and shoulder massage using aromatherapy oils. I tried to help a little with the "work". Setting up glasses and bowls of crisps, and helping with the raffle, but I think I was more of a hinderance than a help.

My Angel Card reading was extremely accurate. In fact spot on. I won't go into detail here, but needless to say she mentioned my current "problems" with a certain person. The advice was for me to resolve them once and for all, to make my own decisions and not rely on other people's advice. Spooky!

Eyebrows plucked, I had my aromatherapy massage. Considering I was in a room full with approx 30 people, it was that good I forgot where I was!

SIL took me back to hers, and left to pick up her neighbour. I was falling asleep on the sofa!. I then fell asleep in the car on the way home, up to bed........I had asked hubby not to wake me. Worst mistake ever after a busy week, two extremely early starts, and an aromatherapy masage. Let's just say I slept for 16 hours solid. Yes you read that right.....16 hours!

So, I haven't seen much of today. I had my breakfast when I should have been eating my dinner, and I forgot to get my Avon books in. Ooops!

Holli, my e mail is back up now.....please drop me a line as I'm worried about you now!

Typical. NTL swap over to Virgin media, and my e mail does a bunk. Thank goodness it's back today, as some of you may have guessed as I've bombarded you with e mails ;)

I'm all prepared for this week's SPC for once! But.......I have had another idea. Once I've posted this, it will be above this post.

My "problem" still isn't resolved, I doubt it ever will be. Some people are just born the way they are and there's no changing them. I did talk about it with my Mum, she was extremely surpised that this was happening, and told me in no uncertain terms she wouldn't stand for it. I have some thinking to do. I have some talking to do, but it needs to be at the right time. I need control of the things I don't have control of. I need something to re assure me that if I need to "go it alone" there is something for me to fall back on. I need material security, and right now I have none. Let's just say "pocket money". I'm 35 not 14. Married, not single, partly own a house, but am treated like a lodger.

I've said too much already, but you guys know this is playing on my mind big time.

Hugs for now

Whisky

xxxxx

Every Person Has A Hidden Side

2007-02-07T10:12:00.000Z

I realised last night, that even the people closest to you have hidden sides, secret agenda's, things they have inherited. There is only one person who knows about this, and they will know when they read this. A conversation was had, mainly in jest. But, when I came off the phone it got me thinking. It also got me upset and very angry. Not by what was said, but what had been said by the person we were talking about.

Nearly 10 years ago I had this same dilemma going through my mind. But the difference then was that I was working full time, I was in remission. Somehow, I talked myself out of it. What, or where would I be if I hadn't done that. If I had done what I wanted to do and broke free.

Maybe it's time to talk it through, but that would only end in silence for a few weeks, and I hate that. When it comes to this subject there's no "give" from the other side.

After lying in bed last night and thinking about this until 2am, I now have a contingency plan. Something that may well be noticed in the short term, but I can make up excuses to cover my tracks, but in the long term it will give me a little glimpse of the freedom I need, want, and deserve. Yes, it will probably take me years and years to get anywhere near what I want. But at least it will be in my mind that I am doing it, that I am taking control, taking the lead.

So, the cutbacks begin, every loose copper in my purse will be stashed, every penny given to me will be noted, every penny I spend will be noted. I will bust a gut on my Avon, and I now have even more of a reason for it. I will write my book, and I will keep trying, and trying and trying until it is published, until I have the contract in my hand, and the cheque in MY bank. I will have the freedom and security I so want, and deserve.

Yet again, because I have a disease I am literally crippled. This "thing" that hangs over me doesn't just affect my health, it affects a certain persons view of me. And as always it's something that is completely beyond my control, something that isn't my fault, something that for once I will admit, if I could change it I would.....and I have never ever said that about my disease before.

With all my wordly goods I honour you?

Or

What's mine is MINE, and you have to fight for what is your own.

I have a new mind set, I have a new view, no more rose coloured glasses. Just pure brilliant clarity.

I have been given the kick up the ass I needed, yes it hurt, at the time I was laughing, but later I cried. But that kick has given me the internal desire to move forward, and move forward I will, with strength, and with dignity.

I may not post tomorrow, as I am at the hospital and having a much needed haircut (if I can afford it!). If I have time I will.

Friday I will be at work all day, and then at Sis In Law's and Mr Bleach's house. For a night away from the reminders of my inadequacies.

The weekend......who knows. If I blog I blog, if I don't I'll be back sometime.

Hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

In A Blink - Getting To Know You For Create A Connection

2007-02-07T09:58:00.000Z

Yup, I know the pictures in the wrong place.....d'ohhh.

Ok, for the Create A Connection I have to answer these questions straight away, if it takes me longer than 2 seconds to think of my answer I have to leave it blank......here goes.

1. You run into a friend who has just chopped off all her long hair (or suddenly has an Afro). What do you say?

Wow! What made you choose that style, did you keep the hair they cut off? I still have my ponytail from x years ago!

2. You walk by a well dressed man with manicured hands who smells like a gin martini. He asks you for money. What do you do?

Tell him sorry, I don't have any money.....I don't get pocket money. :(

3. Your brother or sister or best friend falls madly in love with someone you think is a jerk. What do you do?

Tell them politely of my opinion, and reiterate it is only MY opinion.

4. You get a terrible present from your husband, wife, girlfriend or boyfriend. Do you let it show?

Probably yes, I can't lie very well.

5. Who's your favorite Beatle?

Dung Beetle's are really cool!

6. You walk by a disheveled man wearing soiled & tattered clothes. He politely asks you for money. What do you do?

If I have any spare change, give it to him, and point him in the direction of the nearest charity shop, wishing him well as he goes.

6. Skinny Elvis or Fat Elvis?

Skinny elvis preferably....those hips just wobbled too much otherwise!

Next, go find an outrageous picture of your Elvis on the net and post it at the bottom of your answers. Be sure to give credit to the photographer. No photographer but the cartoonist is amazing!!

And yes I did mean what I said about the Beatles.....am I old enought to remember them? no, do I want to pick a favourite and offend any of the other beatles, no.

Hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

Be Prepared!

2007-02-06T10:06:00.000Z

That is going to have to be my motto for next weeks SPC. I need to think of something, and get hubby to help me set it up and take the picture. After all, I can only take so many pictures of myself in the hall mirror.

I know what I want to create, I know how I want it to look, I know what I want to do! I just need him here to help me.

So......next week I WILL be prepared!

Hugs

Whisky

xxxxxx

SPC Weeks Black & White

2007-02-06T09:53:00.000Z

I have racked my brains all week for this. And I just couldn't come up with anything. The camera we have is cr** at night shots. I tried all sorts to take some pictures of some amazing shadows being thrown into our conservatory by the moonlight, but they just didn't work.

Firstly, I hope that V and A don't mind me using Sammy the dog as this weeks focus. It's one of the few pictures I took of him during his last stay with us. Here's the reasoning for using his picture.

I don't think anyone knows for sure, but it is said that dogs only see in black and white. They use their other senses like smell and sound more than their eyes I guess, or the power of their eyesight doesn't require them to visualize in color.

So....imagine life from a dogs point of view. Firstly you could be at absolutely any height, from a yorkshire terrier to a great dane. Secondly you can smell another dog, or food from miles away, thirdly, noises can upset you or excite you depending on what they are. The sound of food rattling in your bowl can make you instantly drool, the sound of fireworks can scare the bejesus out of you.

But your view. You see familiar surroundings, the sofa, your food bowls, all in different shades of grey and black and white? Friendly faces, just features outlined. No blue eyes, or red hair. You recognise people mainly by scent.

The outside world, to us a lovely lush green field, brightly colored flowers, blossom on the tree's, white clouds against a brilliant blue sky. To you, is it all one color? can you define a tulip from a rose? A tree in autumn full of reds and golden oranges, do you see that as just grey leaves?

Maybe colors aren't important. Maybe you can tell what we are thinking by the expression on our faces, the tone of our voices?

We know that some animals see in colour, otherwise why would beautiful butterflies be able to camouflage themselves as leaves, or chameleons be able to disapear into their surroundings if they couldn't see in colour? Why would flowers be brightly colored if insects couldn't see the vivid reds and yellows.

Ohhhh. this post has left me totally confused, and probably has you as well. All I know is, that dogs are man's best friend, and maybe we should take a tip from them. Rely more on facial expressions than any other thing?

Hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

Gettin' Bloggy With It!

2007-02-05T20:19:00.000Z

Yes, it's still me, still ickle old Whisky. I just wanted to play.

I came accross Caz's template completely by accident.....but fell immediately, totally and utterly in love with it. I wanted it! It had to be mine!. Did it work with Beta Blogger. No. But I wouldn't be beaten. I googled, and blog searched until I found out how to convert it. Fingers crossed my blog wouldn't completely disappear, and hit Save Template. It worked!!! I lost my links, but it worked.

So, if I have forgotten any of my fellow bloggers I apologise, just drop me a comment and I will add you back on :)

Monday morning, well afternoon I awoke. I had to have a lie in today, it will be my one and only this week. Work tomorrow and Wednesday, hospital and haircut on Thursday, and a full day at work on Friday......all that means no sleeps for Whisky :(

I had a quick blog update check, my milky coffee gulped down, and off I went to pay in my Avon money, and go and see Mum and Dad. Mum and I went to Morrison's, and the three of us had a good old chat. In fact I talked that much that I apologised for bending their ears on my way out ;)

I received a lovely phone call last night. Instead of calling her C, I am now going to rename her "Sunray Child". Ok, ok, so her age indicates she isn't a child....but, she has a childlike heart and soul, and that fills me with love for her. The Sunray part comes from the fact that everytime I see the sunrays through the clouds I think of her.

Anyway, Sunray and I were on the phone for aaaages. We caught up on things like me being back at work, and we laughed, and laughed. I just love phonecalls like that. I can honestly say that with all of my friends we have the ability to make each other laugh. I can tell if someone is not quite themselves....yes we talk about the serious stuff, but I know when to throw in a joke, or a memory that will bring them a smile, and they can do exactly the same for me :)

Poor hubby was waiting to go to bed sat at the side of me....but he was smiling and grinning like a cheshire cat at our conversations. Off the phone, a snuggle, with lots of Love you's and will miss you's thrown in, and he went off to bed. Yet again, another week of long distance phonecalls, empty rooms, and empty beds, but knowing that he is so much happier makes me happier, and makes the loneliness easier to bear.

He will be home on Friday, the night I am at a Pamper Party with Sis In Law. All being well he will drive over to her house, spend the night drinking with his brother, and be there when I get back. However, he has said, if he feels too tired he will see me on Saturday Morning. Sis In Law? Did I mention/ask if it was ok for me to stay over? I think I may have forgotten that one small issue! (panic!!).

I'm so looking forward to a head massage, and an Angel card reading, you wouldn't believe how excited I am. So much so, that I got out my Tarot cards and my book last night and did some practise readings for myself. Some people say it's not right to do your own readings, some people say it is a good way to learn the meanings of the cards. I agree with the latter.

Every time I shuffle the cards seven times, I did a seven card reading by splitting the cards seven times, and I did three three card readings by splitting them three times. Every single time it gave me the same message. The past has been riddled with trouble and turmoil, the present ground is even with some stumbles along the way, and the future is to be guided by myself. Hmmmmm......I think I had better start guiding!

So, tonight, I thought I would just "pop online" for a few minutes. Mainly to have a look at a certain car manufacturers website to see if they do a pink version that isn't a convertible! But I got totally distracted by this new template.

It's so me.....childlike, wanting so much to tell people things. Whether it be on the telephone or on the blog, via text messages or e mail, I want to share my life with everyone. ALthough, one thing I have vowed not to do is give anyone from work the link to my "private life".

I hope the new template meets with your liking. Please let me know if there are any font reading problems and I will try, and I mean try to address them.

Let me know if in error I have missed anyones links off. Please forgive me if I have.

Most of all..........I Have So Much To Tell You!!!! & I hope you will pop by again.

Lots of love and hugs.......and Please get better soon CCF, you are in my thoughts, and if I wasn't working on Friday I would pop in to see you. Huggs especially for you.

Whisky

xxxxxx

Peaceful Sunday........Not!

2007-02-04T13:57:00.000Z

Saturday was filled with lie ins, dozes, eating, and yet more dozes. I gave myself my B12 injection about two weeks ago. I have to have injections as the vitamin B12 is absorbed my your lower intestine, or Ileum. This is the part of me that was removed when I had my bag fitted, hence it being called and Ileostomy. Anyway, ever since then, for 13 years now, every three months I have to have a B12 injection.

I used to have to go over to the doctors and book in, wait for my appointment and then the nurse would do my injection. About three years ago, the nurse told me I was more than capable of doing the injections myself, to save time, and enable me to do the injections when I needed it, rather than wait another week for her to do it.

I know when I need the injection, firstly I get tired easily, secondly I don't sleep as well. I give myself the injection, which is fun in itself!, and then for the first two or three nights I sleep like a baby, then for about a week to a fortnight I hardly sleep at all at night, but doze throughout the day. Strange.

The B12 is injected into a muscle, normally my right thigh as I am left handed, it is then send through the blood cells in your muscle into your liver where it is stored and dispersed as your body needs it. It's great fun doing the injection. I get to snap the top off my own vial of bright pink liquid, I get to open a sterile needle, draw the fluid into the syringe via the needle, and that's when the fun begins.

Of course you have to "flick" the needle to disperse any air in the syringe to the top. Then you have to gently push the plunger until the air is forced out, and the liquid begins to appear. Easier said than done. I flick ferociously, I don't want even the slightest air bubble, then I try and gently push the plunger. With air in there there is some "stiffness" at first. Trying to push gently when you are meeting with resistance isn't easy! Of course, the air shoots out, the plunger shoots up, and the bright pink liquid squirts everywhere. I've tried angling it down the overflow. But this doesn't provide the right angle for the air to come out. So.....it has to be done completely upright.

Needless to say, every time I do my B12 injection I end up redecorating the bathroom. Sink, tiles, windowsill, window, and last time even the ceiling!! Lovely.

Then, gently insert, pull back the plunger slightly to ensure you aren't in a blood vessel and away we go. When the nurses do it I end up with a sore leg and a lovely bruise. When I do it all I get is a small pin prick on the skin. Cool.

Anyway....I'm in post B12 mode. Not sleeping well at night, but dozing throughout the day. I went upstairs for a sleep yesterday afternoon, but due to the neighbours still working, yes still working, on their extension, I couldn't doze off.

Back downstairs, and learnt some of my Spanish from my free cd with The Sun newspaper. I listen to it, write down the phrases in a way I can read, and say correctly, along with the meaning, and away I go.

I even rang Sis In Law last night, trying to be really clever and speaking to her in Spanish.......she didn't even know who it was!! We've decided when we go on holiday together this year, all six of us, that me and her can speak in Spanish and the boys won't understand! Wicked.

Up this morning, and Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest isn't it? Well not here. We have next door doing their renovations along with continuous shouting at each other, and somewhere over the way we have a budding band. The drummer plays at his highest level, on and on, and on, and on, the guitarist seems to do his own thing. I can make out things like Nirvana, but most of the time it's just lets see who can play the loudest! Aaaaaaaargh. A few minutes ago next doors dog was in competition with the drummer.......and losing.

Oh the fun of living in a nice quiet area!!!

Tonight Supernatural with the lovely Jensen Ackles is on ITV2.....I can't wait to see the new series!, and on Wednesday my new man, Eric Mabius is on Film Four in Resident Evil. I have to admit I've seen that film three or four times and always wondered who he was, he is cute in it.....but now I know, and I will watch it again, and again, and again......and record it for posterity.!!!

This week I have a funny week. Monday, day off. Tuesday work in the afternoon. Wednesday work in the afternoon. Thursday day off (when I normally would be working)....but, I have an appointment with my surgeon in the morning, and a hair cut in the afternoon.

Friday, working all day, then straight over to Sis In Laws for a pamper evening. Scrummy! Head massage, and an Angel card reading methinks. I might even treat myself to a set of Angel cards :)

So.....the weekend will come all to quick. I'll be staying over at Sis In Laws, so no doubt Little Miss Pink or Little Miss Purple will wake me, probably by bringing in the Nintendogs at 8am! Aaaaaaargh!.

Enough for today. I'll leave you in peace, whilst I sit hear listening to the sound of trowel on cement, on brick.

Hugs galore

Whisky

xxxxx

UK Alert!!!

2007-02-02T15:05:00.001Z

If you live in the UK I have a SERIOUS alert for you.

Tonight on channel 4 at 9pm Ugly Betty is on, including the gorgeous Eric Mabius. Not only that.....but at some point next week, (Time to be confirmed as soon as I have a copy of next weeks tv guide). Resident Evil is on on Film 4, of course starring Eric Mabius. He is the hunky policeman who ends up in the sleeveless white tight tee shirt.

Ok alert over.

Wednesday night, I had a play, with my hair. I washed it, and instead of blow drying it with my new fandangled hairdryer that straightens as it drys, and then straightening it again as I have soooo much hair. I decided to go for the curly look. One of the perks of doing Avon is that you can buy the odd thing at a cut down price. I bought two sets of six bendy curlers. Sort of like bright pink liquorice sticks that you bend in your hair. I sectioned my hair into twelve, twisted it round into ringlets, and wrapped it around a curler. I blasted my hair for ten minutes each side with the hair dryer. Was it dry? Naaah. So. I sat in these curlers all night. Eleven pm, was it dry? Naaaah. Sooo much hair I tell you. So. Me being me, and knowing if I took the curlers out now my hair would just be frizzy for work on Thursday. I slept in these liquorice shaped curlers. They were actually unbelievably comfortable!

Up at 6am on Thursday, breakfast and juice, bath, dress, get everything ready for a day at work. Flask of milky coffee, energy drinks, coke, pen, etc etc etc. Last minute before I left I took out the curlers and combed my hair.

Not afraid to show my awful side, this is how I looked last Thursday after my 1st full day at work. Exhausted!! and, flat straightened hair clinging to my head.

From the front.....curls galore! I did manage to tame it down just a little as I thought it was slightly toooo big LOL..

My best side! :)

I've only just noticed that one side of my hair is blonder than the other!! I must have sat in the sun more on one side on holiday in September, but it just goes to show how much the sunlight can lighten my hair!

Shheeeeesh! I look like one of Charlie's Angels from the 80's!!! Is 80's style hair back in? Please say yes!

Anyway, in the car on the way to work I actually had two men giving me a wink! And when I got out of my car and walked across the car park my hair bounced! I could feel the curls moving :). N from HR was walking in behind me, I turned to hold the door for her, and she saw my face. She told me she was just about to stop me from going in as she didn't know who it was. She then said she didn't realise I had so much hair!!

Quite a few people failed to recognise me as they walked behind me in the office, turning to look at me as they got past then smiling and saying hello. I felt like a new woman!!!

Yet again, I remind you what my ex team leader M said to me at the Christmas works part. Your long hair seems to give you more confidence. I so agree. I feel me again. Like when Delilah cut off so and so's hair. I have my strenght back :)

Work was fine. Team meeting in the morning, training until lunch. I mean 4 hours of training on a range of our products. That's 12 hours training this week! And yes, I have reaped the benefits. I was complimented in the first two training sessions, each with a different trainer. They stumbled whilst looking for a particular product or saying something about a machine, so I passed the product over and explained what they were trying to say. They were amazed that I remembered so much. And to be honest so was I. I had forgotten how much product knowledge I have, and need to do my job properly. I may have mentioned before it's order input, telephone queries, filing and quotations. But when you are talking to a customer, and advising them on what pipe to use at -40 degrees when they are running 98 per cent sodium hypo chloride through their system, you need to know what you are talking about. This after all is life and death in the pipe world!

After a cigarette infused lunch break in my car, and ringing mum to let her know I would be popping in on my way home to show her my hair I resumed work. Or tried to!

They had decided to replace my computer with a new one while I was at lunch. My lunch ended at 2pm. At 3pm my computer was up and running! Filing, getting orders off the fax machines, and standing and waiting isn't much fun when all you want to do is work!

Finally up and running and guess what. The keyboard had no legs, leant backwards, was black, and therefore reflected the light back into my eyes. IT man back upstairs to swap over to my old keyboard.

Guess what, word doesn't work, TPA (phone system on pc) doesn't work, dps (Internal order check system) doesn't work. Was it worth it?????

I finally left at 5pm feeling as if I had been no use whatsoever in regard to Sales, but knowing I had learnt a lot during my training. Oh yes.....On Wednesday one person had a bad cold. Now.....three people have a bad cold. In the training room yesterday I was surrounded by people who had a bad cold. I was sat in between them pushing my box of tissues taken with me especially for them in between the three of them. I just hope my immune system kicks in and kicks this cold out. I DON'T WANT A NOTHER COLD!!!.

Home, milky coffee and chilled out with some music. hubby rang to say he would be home at 9.30pm. Yayyyyy!

He came home, we ate together, late yes, but it was together. A quick snuggle before he went to bed exhausted and I slept like a baby. My head filled with curls, which Mum and hubby loved, my brain filled with, different typed of pipe, different temperature ranges, different chemical absorptions, different machine fusion types, different solvents, cements and cleaners, different valves, ball valves, actuated valves, strainers, valve check valves, pneumatic valves aaaarrrgggghhh! and did I dream about them?

No I dreamt about tonight with Ugly Betty being on tv.....Eric Mabius starring in that, and Resident Evil on Film four next week.

Did I mention the UK Alert????

Love and hugs

Whisky

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Spot The Difference!!

2007-01-31T10:58:00.000Z

As you know I regularly have hunks which I adore. I did my top ten men, which included, Wentworth Miller, Robbie Williams, Dominic Purcell, Tom Cruise, Dermot O Leary, hubby, and oh.....hubby.

Recently added was John Barrowman, a total dish. But.....I've just discovered Ugly Betty on Channel 4. I was hooked on Celebrity Big Brother, and the first to episodes were shown in between the two Friday evening programmes, as a consequence, I used this hour to wash up, get changed, do my hair etc etc, and never really took much notice of the programme. This Friday however I did.

The lead man in the show is simply.......adorable! Tight suits, beatifully colored shirts with matching tie's and hankies in pockets. The way he stands with his hands on his hips, hmmmm. Chiselled jaw line, amazingly blue eyes, lovely thick messed up hair, oh and did I mention his muscles?

Anyway, I instantly fell for this man, but......he reminded me of someone else. So much so that I thought one of our English actors was playing the lead, and not an american man. Instant Google, and I found this. The lead man in Ugly Betty is Eric Mabius. Same age as me. The english actor I was thinking of is Lloyd Owen, quite a few years older. He was in Monarch of the Glenn, and is now in The Innocence project on BBC1. He too is a hunk, the same blue eyes, chiselled jawline, thick hair and did I mentione muscles?

Anyway..apart from Lloyd's scar on his chin, I think these two could be twins, dopplegangers, brothers? I'll let you see for yourselves.

Lloyd Owen, the one on the right obviously! In a lovely suit and tie.

Eric Mabius, in a lovely suit and tie.

Note the blue eyes, the cheeky grin, the chiselled jaw line......

Oh......did I mention the muscles!!!

What do you think? Do they look alike, are they both extremely dishy, cute, adorable? I only wish I'd watched Ugly Betty from the beginning! I have found, however, that on NTL I can review and record it, and see the next episode tonight before it is aired on channel four on Friday....methinks both dvd recorders might be in action to catch the rest of the season! Then, play, pause, play, pause etc etc etc. Come back hubbyyyyyyyyy!

Yesterday at work I had some wonderful news. At first I was scared whitless being called into an office by Boss S. But, to cut a long story short, instead of filling in weekly time sheets, they are putting me in a contract for the hours I currently work, they will issue me a new contract each time I increase my hours. Boss S announced that she, and the company are perfectly happy for my final, permanent contract to be three working days!!!!!!

No more worrying about whether there will be a position for me with just the hours my body can manage! No more worrying that eventually I might have to tell them my body will not let me work full time! No more worrying!!!

Boss S came back to me and said that the lady in HR is fine with this, as long as I am fine. In other words, they are looking after me so well it is unbelievable! I was over the moon. I texted everyone I could think of with the news, and I got some wonderful texts back. I have such a support network around me of friends, family and work colleagues and bosses that it is unbelievable. Now is the time I find out who my friends are, and how much people think of me.......and that means so much to me.

Gone are the days of worrying if someone is watching me through the letterbox, calling themselves a friend. Welcome to the days when I have people I know I can turn to, people I can talk to, people I can text at any moment and get support and care.

It makes me so proud! It makes me so happy :)

Of course when I spoke to hubby he analysed it financially....but all is well in Whisky land.

So, have you decided yet....do they look alike?

Maybe you need to look some more (wink wink).

Hugs galore

Whisky

xxxxxx

A Quicky

2007-01-30T10:22:00.000Z

Just a quick post to enable me to get the SPC right. I have to have a post in front of it to enable me to post the link correctly. In other words, I can't work out how to do it any other way!!! D'oooohhh.

Work today, up early, blogged and SPC'd, now I need to go have a bath and get dressed. Tonight I will become the Avon lady and deliver orders galore.

Until tomorrow.

Hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

SPC B&W - Round Like A Circle In A Spiral

2007-01-30T10:04:00.000Z

The challenge this week at Self Portrait Challenge is to express yourself in black and white. I thought about it all of last night, and only came up with one idea.

My life seems to follow a never ending circle. Healthy and happy, seriously ill or recuperating, and then back to healthy and happy. I have so many photographs of me looking skeletal, pale, horrible, but finally, I have some pictures of me looking reasonably well.

A lot of people have said to me lately that I look the best I ever have......if only they knew.

When I was seventeen, just engaged to hubby, I had the opportunity to "make it" as a singer. An agent had heard a demo tape my parents paid for me to have done in a recording studio, it was being copied in a sound studio, he heard it, and signed me immediately. He told me I could be the next Patsy Cline, he offered me talent shows, entering the Eurovision song contest, and a job singing on a cruise ship. He wanted me to sign on the dotted line there and then. My parents said it could be "my" chance, even soon to be hubby wanted me to go, even though it would have meant being away from everyone for months on end.

The only thing missing from my portfolio were pictures. So, my parents, yet again, out of the goodness of their own heart, paid for me to go to a studio and have some portraits done. I only have one of the originals left, and it happens to be black and white.

This picture represents me with a future, with health, with happiness and the thought of marrying the man I loved. I never took the chance to go on that cruise ship. The gulf war started, and the thought of being in the ocean scared the heck out of me. If I had gone, my disease would have taken a hold of me whilst I was on that ship, away from my family, friends and soon to be husband. Yes, maybe I did loose the only chance I had to make singing my career. But I gave it up for the people I love, and because of my illness.

At 32 hubby made my dream a reality. To visit my family in Australia. To spend some valued time with my Aunt and her husband, the cousins who were born when I was last there, or been born since, and my dear dear Pop. My disease was in full swing, but for that time I was in remission. I had three cherished weeks with my family in Australia, and they are memories I will never forget.

But even in this picture, you can see the shape of my face, gaunt, tired, my hair, cropped because I couldn't look after it at the length it was while I was ill. A precious photograph of me in a motel in Australia, dampened by my illness. (and also my attempt to turn it into black and white!).

Now, three years on, after eight operations, weeks in and out of hospital, two years and more off work, I look a little more like the old me. The hair is long and full, the smile is back, my face is fuller, and I have the cheeky glint in my eyes again.

(Black and white version)

(colour version).

I have come round in a complete circle. Like a spiral I keep fighting my way back up to the surface, up to the top. I will try my hardest to stay at the top.

Hugs galore

Whisky

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Shine, For Someone Special

2007-01-29T19:00:00.000Z

The weekend was lovely, hubby home, shopping done, lots of snuggling, talking and I love you's.

This week he's "conveniently" (as long as all goes to plan), back on Thursday evening. As soon as he told me I realised he is coming home to see how I cope with my full day at work. Bless him for checking up on me :)

Lots of text messages were sent to someone who doesn't normally smoke, yet was texting me to ask me to save them an orange cigarette as they were puffing on a hookah pipe! Tutt Tutt.

Also a special Happy Belated Birthday to A, Sammy the dog's dad, for Sunday. I did send a text wishing him happy birthday but got no reply :( I wanted to ring and play the magical birthday cake to him! Boooohooo.

On Thursday evening there was a special preview of a bands new single. A band I used to like before they broke up, and who have now reformed. I recorded it.

For some reason last night I kept playing it over and over and over. The lyrics were trying to tell me something, but I didn't know what. Then I realised, they weren't for me. They were for someone who needs these words much more than I do.

You,
You’re such a big star to me,
You’re everything I want to be,
But you’re stuck in a hole,
And I want you to get out,

I don’t know what there is to see,
But I know it’s time for you to lead,
We’re all just pushing along,
Trying to figure it out, out, out
Oh your anticipation pulls you down,
When you can have it all,
You can have it all, all , all

So come on, so come on, get it on,
Don’t know what you’re waiting for
You’re time is coming don’t be late, hey hey
So come on, see the light on your face
Let it shine, just let it shine, let it shine,

Stop,
Being so hard on yourself,
It’s not good for your health,
I know that you can change,
So clear your head and come round,
You only have to open your eyes,
You might just get a big surprise,
And it may feel good,

And you might want to smile, smile, smile,
Don’t you let your demons pull you down,
‘Cos you can have it all,
You can have it all, all all,

So come on, so come on, get it on,
Don’t know what you’re waiting for
You’re time is coming don’t be late, hey hey
So come on, see the light on your face
Let it shine, just let it shine, let it shine,

Hey, let me know ya,
You’re all that matters to me,
Hey, let me show ya,
You’re all that matters to me

So come on, so come on, get it on,
Don’t know what you’re waiting for
You’re time is coming don’t be late, hey hey
So come on, see the light on your face
Let it shine, just let it shine, let it shine,

People will presume it's for hubby, but it's not. This person will hopefully read the blog, and they will know that most of the words, I stress not ALL of them, are for them. I've always known I have connections with certain people, and intuition sometimes. I know now, that deep down I knew this person was troubled, but I didn't know why. Maybe me recording the video was me picking up on something, maybe it's just coincidence. Maybe me playing it over and over until I knew the words off by heart was someone calling out to me. ut at the time I didn't know who, why or where.

Now I do. I don't think it's coincidence. I think it's fate. I think it's my link to people's feelings and emotions without even knowing it. Someone maybe thousands of miles away, but I can still sense when they are in need of a virtual hug. Or, some song lyrics that might mean something to them without seeming patronising.

I have a very strong link with another friend. I know that when I see the sun rays through the clouds we are thinking of each other. We can think exactly the same thing at the same time, I think that right now that she might need me as well......but is hesitant for some reason. Maybe it's pride, maybe it's a worry that I may repeat things to other people, which she should know by now I won't. Or maybe it's a fear that I will judge or take sides. I can promise you now that will NOT happen. The two people I am mentioning here mean as much to me as my family does. We may be hundreds or thousands of miles away from each other, but I still feel your pain and your confusion and worry.

If you need to lean on me I am here.

Maybe the lyrics will mean different things to different people, maybe everyone that reads this might take a chance, and learn to shine. I am not, and will not ever try to force my opinions on anyone. I only offer words of hope. Written by someone, put to music and transformed into a song.

I often listen to songs and can relate to them. Anastacia - left outside alone, Kelly Clarkson - Because of You, etc etc etc, but from my point of view. This one however was meant for someone else, and I don't think that has happened to me before.

I only hope these words are taken in the right way. Not as an instruction, a patronisation, or a judgement. Just to let someone know I am thinking of them, and I care.

For now, I'll leave you to ponder.

And Sis In Law, yes I was up at 12.35. I was up at 9am waiting for my Avon delivery. I was out ding dong Avon calling at my Mum's when you rang :)

Stay strong, be true to yourself, put yourself and those closest to you first and you can do no wrong.

Love and hugs across the miles

Whisky

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Happy Birthday Holli!!!!!

2007-01-27T13:12:00.000Z

Fancy only mentioning it the day before!! You thought you could get away without a blog from moi!

Here goes.........

To my dearest blog friend Holli.

Only a year since we met
Miles and miles over the internet
Next blog, next blog, then this pink one was found
Pictures and words so much joy did abound.
I soon said hello, filled with fear and with dread,
Never done it before so gently did I tread,
A hello back and it filled me with joy
Now to find out if Nate Nate is a boy?

Baby Faith, Nathan too now Tom joins the crew,
E mails pass one by one, between me, between you,
Holli my Friend. Oh Holli my dear,
Can you believe it's been only a year,
Now I hear it's your Birthday, and only by chance
Once I knew I stood up, did a furious dance,
For no chance was given for me to prepare
An appropriate poem, one thats good, filled with flair,

So this one I write, it's from me, sent to you
I know it's not much, but I hope it will do.
And as a finale guess what, bet you never will
We've more things in common than pink, for my heart you do fill
With hope, and with FAITH, and with love it is true......
And guess what....have a guess...

we're both five foot two!!!!!!!

So sorry if it's not brilliant, but I didn't have the normal opportunity to sit and write, and re write. This was just what came into my head :)

What I'm trying to say is, (without seeming like a stalker), I admire you, your courage, your outlook on life. Once again, thankyou for sharing your's Faith's Nate Nate's and Tom's life with us. Along with Sto Sto, Nana, Poppy, ALi Ali and everyone else. Sometimes I can have the saddest of days, I click on one button.....read your blog, and know that there is someone out there who cares about the world and the people in it.

Many Happy Returns Holli. I hope you have a wonderful perfect "cupcake" Birthday.

All my love, and tonnes of hugs on this your special day.

Whisky

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I Managed It.........Just

2007-01-26T14:55:00.000Z

Wednesday afternoon at work was the usual, still one person down, but nice and busy. The time flew by and it was soon 4.30pm and time for me to go home. Milky coffee, talked to hubby :) and I made myself have an early night in preparation for my full day of work on Thursday.

I must have slept straight through, which I was relieved about, as I had slept poorly at the beginning of the week, as the next thing I knew it was 6.30 and time to get up.

Breakfast, bath, dress, I looked out of the living room window and panicked! I knew that the main road I use to go to work was closed for road works, so I would therefore have to take an alternative and longer route. What I hadn't planned for was that my poor ickle purple car would be covered in thick lumpy frost! You know the kind that is half frost and half frozen snow. The kind that is physically impossible to remove from windows unless you have the muscles of Hulk Hogan!

That was my car.

I quickly made up my flask of milky coffee, donned my coat, hat and gloves, double checked the contents of my handbag. House keys, pen, energy drink x 2, can of coke, flask of milky coffee, and other essential items, and out I went.

Imagine. A 5ft 2" 9 stone weakling scraping superglued frost from her car.

I tried the sideways scrape. Excellent for removing the delicate frost. But useless for the lumpy frost.

The up and down ways scrape. Ok, until you get stuck in a lump and then the shock reverberates up your arm and into your shoulder.

The random pick a spot and scrape it scrape. Again ok until you get to the lumps.

In the end I went for the random whack it scrape. Pick a loose bit and scrape at the rate of roughly 1000 scrapes a minute until you can no longer breath, rest start again.

I ended up, with frost/snow in my shoes, all over my trousers and the arms of my coat, in my hair.....and gawd knows how but up my nose as well!

I got into my car, just about to remove gloves and fasten seat belt. Guess what I had forgot?

The bloomin windscreen!

So....at this point, already feeling as if I have done a full days work, I opted for the cannned de icer, (Sorry to the ozone layer here). I picked up one can.....could I get the lid off it? Could I nuts! Second and larger can lid already off, and away I went.

I sprayed for england, each and every centimetre of the windscreen had a good splattering. Windscreen wipers on........jammed. I lifted them to release them and got a face full of slush mixed with de icer. Sprayed again, and again and again and soon the windscreen was clear! Wooohoooooo!.

Into the car, wet cold gloves removed, rear window nicely defrosted due to the heated window. cigarette out, lighter in hand. Hmmmmmm, is de icer flammable. Is there enough remaining on my finely plucked eyebrows to enable me to burst into flames in my car.....well at least if that happens it will be thoroughly defrosted.

To hell with it. I tentatively lit my lighter, brought it closer to my cigarette, all safe and off I set on my journey.

Sorry if this is a long post, it's about to get longer.

I've always been told by both my Dad and hubby, in icy weather, when the roads are slippy. Play it safe. Drive slowly, and with the car in a higher gear than it needs to be. So......5 miles an hour in 3rd gear worked well until some moron decided to pull out on me. I avoided the natural instinct to slam my foot on the brake, and slightly tapped the brake with my delicate size 6 shoe. Luckily the moron and his car had already passed me as my tail end swerved from side to side down the remainder of the road!

Main roads, ice free, alternative route, and I still got to work with fifteen minutes to spare!

I had been told the day before by my supervisor that if it was icy in the car park I was to ring up to the office and someone would come and get me from my car to the door in safety. the last thing I need is to land on my butt!

I took a risk. Walked along the pebbled gaps in the car park and made it in one piece.

Into work, slaving away until the morning meeting. Always a team meeting on a Thursday morning. it felt good to be there for it :)

At about eleven am I started to fade, and fast. My brain, eyes and fingers were no longer connected. I reached into my bag, pulle out my flask, and took five to drink my milky but strong coffee. I was back on top form and raring to go.

Lunch, in the car chains smoking as they have closed the smoke room, and there is no way I am standing in a bike shed to smoke!

Back into work and it was soon 5 oclock and time to go. Boss S had checked on em all day that I was ok, and I was.

Home, milky coffee, feet up, bath, yes another one! Mum rang to say she had been worried about me all day. I rang Sis In Law and we had a scream!

Tammy had found my blog via the Be Connected website, and also takes part in the Self Portrait Challenge. She had left me a lovely comment, that Sis In Law had read, and clocked on the link to her website. She was reading things out to me from Tammy's website that had us both in stitches. I'm sure Tammy knows that this in in no way ridiculing her site. She just has the most fantastic sense of humour that is down both mine and Sis In Law's street. Now every time I think of Tammy, I think of a woman in a velcro suit!

I've a feeling my garden of friends is soon to have another seed planted :)

On that note, with laughter in the air, I ate my dinner, and headed up to bed. On my way into the bedroom I caught site of myself in the mirror. I looked terrible. I knew I felt tired, but I didn't realised I looked as bad as I did!! Grey completely pale skin, eyes sunken with dark circles underneath them. Scary! That effect after just one full day at work. How the hell did I used to manage five full days. What has happened to my strength! Did Mr R the surgeon remove that when he removed my wounds? I'll have to ask him when I see him in a fortnight.

Yet again, I forgot, not only do I have the Crohn's I also have two other conditions that sap strength from my body. I will fight them and try to gradually build up my energy. Hopefully I will win when I get to three full days. If I don't I will admit defeat, and hope that work will stick by me.

What a day.......what a blog.

Today, after a lovely lie in with no alarm clock I am refreshed and awake. Waiting for hubby's return.To see his smile, to smell his aftershave, hear his voice and most of all, to be wrapped in his arms and hear him tell me he loves me.

I'll blog soon......don't be too scared. LOL.

If you have battle with the lumpy frost.........I hope you win like I did :)

Hugs galore

Whisky

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We Have Snow!

2007-01-24T10:12:00.000Z

It only started at midnight last night, but it looked thick and heavy, light floaty flakes that covered the ground within seconds. When I got up this morning, there was still the odd scattering around, but it looks like the the roads are frozen over.....black ice, I hope not!

Thanks to Avon no longer accepting cheqies via the post office, I have to make yet another visit to make a payment. I have to get a prescription from the pharmacy, and all of this with some of the roads closed on my way to work!

Today is my Daddy's Birthday!!!!! I know he doesn't read the blog.....but him and Mum mean the world to me. They have done so much for me and hubby throughout my illness. They let me stay with them after a particularly long hospital stay. They ran my bath for me every morning, brought me breakfast in bed, let the nurses in who were doing my dressings, helped me downstairs and settled me on the sofa. Cared for me whilst I was in pain, and embarrassed.

So......today is my Dad's day. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!!!!!

Work yesterday, again one person down was busy. But it was fun. The people that are there are fun, caring, and hard working. It makes for a pleasant few hours at work. The majority of the customers are fun too. They understand me when I incorrectly enter a code for a stock check and tell them my brain isn't connected to my fingers, or even try and enter the stock check on my calculator!! Dippy Whisky.

Home last night, milky coffee, washing, out to collect the lady's Avon money and give her her cheque back, collect some more books. I had a quick bath to warm me up as it was freezing! Hubby rang and we had a lovely chat.....I miss him more this week, but that's due to the "monthly's".

A late dinner and watched tv. I was just heading upstairs when I heard the tapping on the roof. Turned on the outside light, and there were the snowflakes drifting down to the ground.

A beautiful way to end a day.

I must fly.

Hugs to all

Whisky

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Wicked Weekend!

2007-01-23T10:30:00.000Z

My visit to see Clever Crafting Friend was wonderful. We caught up on so much, and it is always lovely to see her, although I am a little worried that she is over doing things. But. I know that she has this in hand, and will look after herself :)

I got home to find hubby had just got back. The tell tale sign being a hot cup of coffee next to him, and him opening his weeks mail. It was so good to see him. We talked about our week, the things that you leave out on the mobile phone as they would just cost too much on the phone bill!

He had fish and chips, and I had a lovely chinese, we snuggled together, and I went to bed happy he was home.

Saturday morning I was awoken by a phone call, thankfully hubby was home from shopping so he answered it. I was under strict instructions to call Sis In Law as soon as I was up. The plan was we were going to hit the shops with the girls to get Little Miss Purple her Nintendogs game. Did any of the three shops we went to have it, did they nuts! We were even told it was being fased out for a rather rubbish version of the game.

Poor Little Miss Purple was distraught, so I told her she could borrow my game until she found one of her own. Home, hubby cooked a lovely steak dinner, and we chilled and snuggled and watched the tv.

Sunday, as arranged by phone calls on Saturday we met up with Chinese friend and her hubby, Sam the dog and V and A his owners. It was a really really nice day. We walked around a local park and talked, and talked and talked. We headed for a village pub, found ourselves a seat in the corner and talked some more. I mentioned I was interested in going to see a spiritualist or a medium again, and mentioned that on my previous reading I had been told I had powers I needed to develope. The next thing I know we are talking about dreams. Chinese friend started to talk about her recurring dream and I stopped her dead in her tracks and said "Royalty". My heart was pounding and my chest felt funny, but I saw her with either a tiara or a crown on her head. She was then as nervous as me, as her dream was her in a what seemed to be a large mansion type house, overlooking the sea. Maybe coincidence.

She carried on talking, and I said "birds". She then freaked out a little, as did V, part of her dream invoved the birds perched on the cliff face, and a painting of a bird in the house. I told her it felt as if she was once a princess who was being forced to marry someone she either didn't know, or didn't like.

We all sat there with goose pimples on our skin!! We then swapped ghost stories, and said we really must have a night together to see if I really do have any powers at all. I'll get the tarot cards out and we can have the chocolate fountain as well :)

I have asked her to send me a picture of something close to her, that I haven't seen yet to try and get a reading from that (hint hint). She hasn't sent it yet!

She also gave me some gorgeous presents. She really spols me! Sweets, a lovely chinese fish ornament, two little handmade rabbits, and some orange mentol cigarettes which are wonderful! Thankfully hubby doesnt like them, but my Mum does!!!

It was such a lovely day, catching up with four wonderful friends. We really need to do it more often, although with hubby being away most week nights, our weekends are precious. But, we can't stay locked up with each other every weekend!!

Back home, with some team work, hubby and I made a lovely stew. He ate, as usual, two platefulls, and then promptly snuggled on me and started snoring through my programmes! I sent him up to bed with lots of love and I'll miss you's, knowing I wont see him again until Friday :(

We spoke last night......I miss him, but I focus on work, and Friday and his return :)

Work this afternoon, then tomorrow afternoon, and then all day on Thursday Aaaaargh! What have I let myself in for!

Anyway, I'll love you and leave you.

Chinese friend, don't forget to send me that picture!!

Love and hugs

Whisky

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Self Portrait Challenge Week 4

2007-01-23T10:23:00.000Z

Here goes for my second attempt, and hopefully this time, as I am doing a post straight after this one, I will get the link right!!

As I previously mentioned, one of my new years resolutions, was my daily skin care routine. Which I have been sticking to rigorously. Using my exfoiliating wipes on my face, neck and decollatage, and then using Nivea Creme as a moisturisor. So far I think the effects have been wonderful.

Week one of new skin regime.......

Week two of new skin regime.......

Week three of new skin regime.....

As you can see with pictures one and two, it took me some time to get rid of the pink stains on my hair, but by week three I am seeing a smoother skin, and less facial hair.

I have to add that although this is for the Self Portrait Challenge website, being shy, I wanted to add in a touch of my sense of humour.

I no I stand no chance of being one of the "pick of the weeks". But this is me trying to learn to be adventurous and artistic with the camera.

Hugs

Whisky

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Whisky In A Pickle

2007-01-19T13:55:00.000Z

Yes, I'm in a pickle, and possible in trouble, and was up until a few moments ago in floods of tears.

Yesterday work was extremely extremely busy. Two people down on sales, two people left, me being only there for half a day, and a very kind person from another department helping us. There were orders like I have never seen before. It's as if the customers know when we are short staffed and save up their orders for then.

Amongst this I was called up to a meeting room to see Boss S. Without going into too much detail, even though I have only been back at work for approx two months, they have awarded me a pay rise.

I was gobsmacked. We, as a team, finally managed to get all of the orders on and I made my way home. No I didn't do the weekly shop as mentioned yesterday, I was too exhausted.

I spoke to Mum and mentioned about the pay rise, and then it clicked. I could be in deep deep trouble.

The letter was dated 8th January, I was given it on the 18th January, and the pay increase would be effective from the 1st January. This would mean, that for the last three weeks I have been, without knowing it, over my allowance to be entitled to my disability payments!!!! Panicccccccccccccccccc.

Hubby rang, I discussed it with him, we worked out my new hourly rate, and I worked out how much per week I was earning over my allowance, all of £2.53. But it was still fraud!

This morning I rang the relevant department and spoke to a lovely chap. I explained I had previously filled in a form declaring my earnings, that I was due to ring him this week anyway to advise that as from next week I would be over that, and need to be disqualified from benefit payment. Then I turned into jelly, burst into tears and told him I could be in trouble. I explained the situation and he immediately told me not to worry. Yes I was over the allowance, did I know I was up until yesterday, NO! He told me it was totally out of my hands and I had done nothing wrong. This months payment may well be recalled as it has already been payed out......but he thought that could be unlikely as I am only over my weekly allowance by pence.

I have to write a letter to them explaining the situation and wait for it to be reviewed.

There's me, worried the police will come knocking on my door over an overpayment of £2.53, when there are other people out there who get thousands of pounds from disability payments and are found to be not ill at all. They are watched by people with video camera's. Claiming they have an injured back, carrying boxes, wheeling wheelbarrows, on holiday water ski ing and still claiming their payments. They are the people that are de frauding the system.......me, I just got caught out unawares. But I still got upset. That's how genuine a person I am. How honest I am, hoe worried about getting into trouble I am.

If every person was like me, the government would have lot more money to put into things like hospitals and schools. But not everyone is as genuine as I am.

So, I'm quickly blogging before I go to see Clever Crafting Friend. Hopefully my eyes won't be puffy by then!

Then I will get home, and hubby will either be on his way, or already there. Wooohoooooo!

I love Fridays! A whole weekend of hubby, snuggles, cuddles, tickles, talking, laughter and most importantly, love.

I've gone from upset Whisky to mushy Whisky :) all in one blog.

This is one of the reasons I adore blogging. It's an outlet for my panics, for my thoughts, for my dreams and aspirations. It keeps me in touch with my friends, whether near to me, or thousands of miles away. I can be the "real" me on here.

Anyway......have a brilliant weekend guys and gals.

Lots of love and Whisky hugs for all

Whisky

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Appraisal Praise

2007-01-18T10:01:00.000Z

Yesterday at work I had my appraisal. I raised a few points regarding my return to work, but none were too negative, in fact only one was.....I want my cordless headset back!!!!! Trying to stretch my cord over to the fax trays is ridiculous, and I nearly end up hanging myself in the process.

Anyway, Boss S had made a few point about me. My professionalism, my positive attitude, my bubbliness and sense of humour, my willingness to work, my hardworkingness (if that's a word). How it is a pleasure to have me back etc etc etc. Remember I don't do praise!!! I sat there squirming in my chair. Ok ok enough of the wonder woman stuff, it's what I'm paid to do LOL.

I was supposed to finish at four, but there were just so many orders I jung on to help them enter them. Then I got the orders whipped off me by the team leader, and told to go home!

Home, milky coffee, watched Paul O Grady, and tidied up before Mum comes round today. I changed the bed and did some washing, then settled down to watch Celebrity Big Brother, then a progamme about a shooting at a school in America which I found highly disturbing. Up to bed, then I decided at 1am to do a shopping list so I can do the weekly shop tonight on my way home to give hubby some more time for himself at the weekend. I'm not 100% sure this will happen yet, it depends how I feel when I get out of work.....but at least I thought about it!

Sis In Law rang to catch up on things and invited me out to a girl night. Reflexology, Angel card readings, Indian Head Massage, crystal therapy....and you can buy things there as well......Whisky's idea of heaven!! Just a shame there isn't a spiritualist medium there as well so I could get a reading.

The last one I had was pretty accurate, but that was about 16 years ago. If anyone is willing to come with me to one in my home town, let me know as I would love to go again, and know where there is one!

This morning, tired, reading blogs, and the post drops through the door. Now....not only do I have my new sim with 300 free texts and uk minutes on it.....but I have a new cover for my phone! And guess what...........it's purple!!!! De nuuuuuuhhhhh!

That's another job for hubby at the weekend LOL, along with changing the lightbulb in the hall lamp.

So, here I am, another working week nearly over, and a whole new one set to begin. Next Thursday I will work my first full day in 2 years and six months! I bet at the end of that day I will be a comlete jelly ball of exhaustion.

Tomorrow I visit CCF and hubby will be home. Then a blissful weekend of cuddles and snuggles and someone to tickle my feet at night LOL.

I'll love you and leave you. SIL do you have a copy of High School Musical? The double 2 box set? If you do please may I borrow it for a while? If not.....I might be stumped LOL

Hugs and snuggles for all

Whisky

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Thumbs Down For Tesco Mobile!!!

2007-01-17T11:23:00.000Z

After getting one of the guys at work to take the back off my phone, which I couldn't manage to do, I finally put in my new sim card only to find my phone was blocked! I had already phoned o2 to get the authorisation code to keep my old number and was ready to go apart from this.

I rang Tesco mobile and was told that to unlock my phone I had to top up with £30 first!!! I told him politely it was a comlete rip off as I would then have £30 pounds of credit to use plus 300 free texts and minutes. Bye bye Tesco.

So, this morning I did a simple google, unlock tesco phone. Paid £2.99 via Pay Pal, received a code for my phone, entered it, replaced the sim and voila!!! It worked. Wooooohooooooo! I'm up and running. I have just rung Virgin and given them the pac code, and should be transferred back to my old number within a week Yesssss. Normality will resume.

Firstly I text hubby on my new temporary number to let him know it was all sorted, then I text C to tell her to expect a phone call. In fact I have loads of minutes to spare so watch out for your phone ringing if you are in the uk!!

I'm due to see Clever Crafting Friend on Friday and I can't wait. It was only the week before Christmas that we saw each other last, and yes I did notice that she stirred my milky coffee at least a hundred times (wink wink, and thankyou). I'm sure she has plenty to tell me, but after yesterday I have plenty to tell her as well! But no CCF it's not to do with "whatever".

Work yesterday was mental, somethings went on that I can't discuss here, it started strange, and ended even stranger. The atmosphere was terrible. Not with all of us, but just......well just.

I have my appraisal today and I'm sure I will be told all I need to know. There was lots of whispering yesterday, and everytime I thought I could hear I started singing out loud. I don't do listening in on private conversations....it's just not me. At first I was worried that all of the goings on were linked to me, or the dreaded R word. Redundancies. But no, it was centred around someone else entirely.

Got home, had my milky coffee and filled in my Avon forms. Delivered books and orders, got home, oven on, and waited for hubby to ring. We had a long chat. After all I had lots to tell him. Poor chat, I bet he thinks I never stop talking!

I've had a good response to the Self Portrait Challenge, and I will try and put the "button" on the page as soon as I have a minute to spare. It seems the last two days have been spent sorting out sim cards, lost packages, and work.

Anyway.....I really must go, I'm ready to leave for work, but there's one e mail I must do before I go :)

Hugs galore

Boooooh to Tesco Mobile!!

Whisky

xxxxxx

Self Portrait Challenge - First Attempt

2007-01-16T11:29:00.000Z

I've finally worked up the courage to enter the Self Portrait Challenge challenge.

I believe the theme for this week is New Years Resolutions, or New Year New You.

Well, one of the things I am working up the courage to do, is be myself more, and share my heart...... as shown in the picture above.

I took loads of pictures on my camera phone last night, but none of the resolutions on the pictures were good enough, so I dug out hubby's camera.

So......here goes for SPC 1.

Hugs

Whisky

xxxxxx

Well, Would You Adam And Eve It!!

2007-01-16T10:24:00.000Z

Hubby ordered the sim card (finally) on Sunday, e mail confirmation received on Monday, sim card received today in the post!!! Already contacted 02 for my pac code to transfer my number over, and now I can't get the back of my phone off to replace the old sim card with the new one!!!! Tutt Tutt.

Bad nights sleep last night, just couldn't get comfrotable and feel safe for some reason?

Work today and I'm already exhausted!!!

Hugs

Whisky

xxxxxx

Nightmares, Dreamcatchers, and Sore Arm!

2007-01-14T15:20:00.000Z

For the last two nights I have had the same dream. Normally in a nightmare I can "control it". I know when things are getting too scary, and wake myself up. I did this the night before last, as the dream was freaking me out a little. Last night, my subconscious curiosity must have got the better of me. I let the dream carry on.

It was almost like a mystery thriller, sort of like a horror movie where I needed to collect clues, and use my intuition along the way. It's still so vivid. Searching through knife drawers in a strange house as I knew there was a dangerous threat on it's way, only to find they had all been taken apart from one. The other person in the dream, female, who I have never met before, acting strangely. Leading me to places, different rooms, almost making me look for things. One of the biggest clues that she was a "baddy" was when I walked into a room to tell her something, and she was doing something? She told me she was putting clothes into a tumble dryer. I picked up an item yet to be put in, and found it completely dry?!

Doors opening and closing of their own accord, hearing sounds, her leading me into the kitchen to get a knife to protect ourselves only to find them all gone. But somehow, even though I didn't know the house, I knew they should have been there. Then it cut to outside, something coming, but I didn't know what. My heart was thumping, me stood with her behind me, me holding the only knife we had. I started to look over my shoulder.......then woke up.

Absolutely terrified I went downstairs, got myself some orange juice, and had a cigarette. A few minutes later hubby came downstairs, it was only 4.30am! I apologised for waking him, but he said he was already awake and needed the toilet. I felt safer with him next to me. Back upstairs to bed, and I slept like a baby.

Much use my dreamcatcher was! When my nieces stayed over on New Year eve, they saw it and asked me what it was. I told them it took away nightmares, and helped you remember good dreams. So much for that. It was as if it was making me dream the same dream, making me go further into the terror. So much for peace and tranquility.

Yesterday was fun. Of course I got up late, hubby had been shopping, and got even more Christmas presents for next year :) along with some lovely old fashioned tree decorations, and some more fancy gift tags. This year my presents for others should look wonderful, and the way we are going they will all be wrapped and tagged in July!

We made our dinner of stew together, hubby peeling, me chopping, and it was scrummy! Dumplings galore, and then a lovely chocolate dessert whilst watching Kylie on the tv. I flicked over after hubby had gone to bed and caught most of a film with Bruce Willis in it called Mercury Rising......a brilliant film, and the ending......perfect.

All day yesterday my right arm was achey. As if I had slept funny on it. Today....it hurts even more. It's ok when my arm is below shoulder level, but once I try and lift it up, OUCH! I really don't know how I'm going to wash and dry and straighten my hair later?!

Oh yes, my much awaited SIM card, that I have been telling everyone I will get soon, and moaning it hadn't arrived. I asked hubby to chase it up this morning. Guess what.......he hadn't even ordered it. I immediately panicked, sure that the offer had ended on December 31st, but thankfully they have extended it to March 31st. I saw him order it, I have the order number written down. SO......soon I WILL have my new sim card, I will be able to transfer it to my usual number instead of using a "temporary number", and I will have 300 free texts and minutes a month, that can be carried over if not used. Men!!!

I also heard some sad news today, Lady Hawk has shared with us the bad news that Moggie has passed away. A treasured feline friend, along with his owner who I was, and still am proud to know. His resting place looks beautiful, peacful, serene, just as it should be. Moggie, my thoughts are with you.

For now,

Love and hugs

Whisky

xxxxx

Windmills Of My Mind

2007-01-12T15:14:00.000Z

Everyone has a little windmill in their mind. It's the windmill that keeps their thoughts ticking over. Their "inner voice". I've decided that it's the wind going in your ears and nose that keeps the windmill turning.

After all, there are now windfarms to provide electricity, maybe it's not the heart pumping blood to the brain that helps us think, but the windmill turning.

Sometimes our windmills turn slowly, like when we are mentally and physically exhausted, sometimes they whizz round, a million revolutions a minute. That's when our minds go into overdrive and help us through a hectic thought process.

I'll admit, in the past my windmill has become a little rusty. It squeaked as it turned, and most of the time the thoughts it produced were silly. But now my brain is being used fairly regularly at work, sort of the equivalent of using WD40 on a squeaky hinge, my windmill has it's own gears, and can go from turning slowly to full speed ahead within seconds.

Yesterday I walked into work, one person down due to holidays, and was told that the faxes had been literally streaming of the machines all morning, therefore hundreds of orders. To some this would be their idea of hell, to me, heaven. Our structure for orders at work, is regular orders or "routes" sent on our own transport, and "overnights" sent on carriers for delivery next day. Up until about 2.00pm routes take priority, then the overnights have to be frantically keyed before 4.15pm.

I asked my team leader which she wanted me to key, and it was routes. I didn't pick out the orders I wanted to do and therefore leave some in the tray, no, I grabbed them all.

My windmill cranked up, my brain was in full gear, and I was in full swing. I even spotted silly mistakes by customers on orders. i.e. a code pulls up a description on our system, and the customers, mostly, provide us with the code, along with their description. One code on one order didn't match the description. I could have just entered the code and left it at that, but no, I rang them to check. Sure enough the code was wrong, therefore the order would have been delivered incorrectly, and it would have been my fault. Windmill working well.

All routes keyed, onto overnights. Again, I just grabbed them all. Occasionally I would walk to the fax machines, sort out the orders, and just add them to my pile. By 4.30pm all were done. What a team me and my windmill are. What a team we are in the office. How I love work!!!

When I got home, my windmill was still running on fast. I made myself sit on the sofa, the desire to go upstairs and empty my wardrobe and sort my clothes had to be stopped! It would have resulted in overburn. My windmill would have been damaged, and so would my strength, and possibly my health.

Milky coffee stirred a hundred times, tv on, feet up, and soon I was relaxed, and my windmill had slowed right down to the same speed as my heartbeat.

Of course, our windmills, like our stomachs and bodies need fuel. Mine last night was pancakes! Someone at work, actually it might have been me! had mentioned it was pancake day soon. That was it, I knew I had all of the ingredients in, so pancakes for tea it was.

Upstairs to get changed and use the facilities, and I could hear next door reprimanding their 3 year old in a not very nice way. I could hear her telling her father that she loved him, he reprimanded her all the more. She was begging for Noddy, which I presume is a cuddly toy, and he was effing and blinding and telling her no. I heard her say he was hurting her, I stood there and cried. I've decided, the next time I hear any of this outside the house, like the last time on their drive, I will say something. If it happens again I will report them. I cannot stand the thought of small children being scarred mentally because their parents cannot reprimand them in a civilised way.

Anyway, hubby rang, we chatted and chatted, and both looked forward to him coming home today.

Back downstairs, comfy on the settee, I watched Celebrity Big Brother, which due to it's mind numbing stupidness, brought my windmill to a complete standstill. Then I watched Criminal minds, and my windmill showed signs of interest by cranking up a notch and helping me work out who the criminal was!

Exhausted, me and my windmill went to bed.

So......if you think your thoughts are random, if you think your mind is in overdrive, think of your windmill. Take a deep but slow breath, take a minute or to to calm down and let your windmill rest. Serenity will be yours, and your windmills.

Stupidly enough, today I didn't know what to write, I looked out into my back garden, saw my mini silver windmill in the border, and that was it. It all clicked into place. Maybe the windmill of my mind, had connected with the windmill in my garden.

Happy Friday to all. Look after your windmills!

Hugs a plenty

Whisky

xxxxxxx

New Years Resolutions

2007-01-11T10:06:00.000Z

I had to make some, I've already told hubby one of them, but now I've decided on a couple more. Firstly, I am going to ensure I stay in more regular contact with my friends. By ringing at least one friend a week. I spoke to Navie Wifey on Sunday, but I'm not sure that counted as it was me asking for a favour. My friends have rallied round so much for me over the last few years. Maybe I've been too wrapped up in my little cocoon of not working, and at times being scared to answer the phone or the door, let alone leave the house. So, now that I'm more like my old self I'm determined to make more of an effort.

Another of my resolutions is to trust more. For as long as I can remember I have had a fear, that as my body isn't what it should be, as in scars everywhere, and additions to my body (ileostomy bag) that aren't the "norm" that a certain someone may need to find solace with a normal person. I've sat for hours on end thinking about it. Each time someone from works name was mentioned that was it. It's her! I used to think. Occasionally I would mention it, but it just induced anger. At my works Christmas party, we were outside having a cigarette, now remember that hubby never, ever, ever compliments me on how I look. That night at least ten people came up to me and told me I looked gorgeous, and don't forget the over amorous man who wanted a cigarette and "brushed past" me in an embarrassing way.

Anyway, there we were, snuggled together to keep out the cold, and I finally worked up the courage to ask him. I've asked the question before in a round about way, P & C will remember the spin the bottle game at their house, I asked him then, his answers were brilliant, but he was very very drunk.

Basically I now feel safer, that although my body is scarred, and has additions that could get in the way......hubby loves me. He loves the me inside as well as the me outside. His answer that night reassured me, and gave me confidence. I now feel more confident, I hate to say this, but I even feel slightly attractive. Not right now sat in my dressing gown and slipper socks, hair unbrushed etc etc. But when we go out, and I wear a dress, a little make up, and a little perfume. I feel......kinda good :)

So, in the theme of feeling kinda good I've decided to keep up a reasonable facial routine. I love Liz Earle products. Completely natural, made from plants and herbs, and the Cleanse and Polish is truly, truly amazing. But.....now I'm only working part time, it's a little out of my reach financially. So, on my way home from work last night I popped into Tesco. I looked at the expensive products, ans thought I would pooh pooh them and give Tesco own products a go. I bought their exfoliating cleansing wipes (buy one get one free), and a jar of Nivea creme.

An hour before bed last night, I used the wipes, and darned good they are too, my skin felt lovely and clean, and nice and soft. I slapped on some Nivea, plenty, to let it soak in for an hour, and by the time I had gone to bed it had all soaked in! My skin must be undernourished!

This morning, my skin is still lovely and soft and feels fresh. The next thing I need to tackle is my teeth! But that will take some confidence, maybe hypnotism, or even winning the lottery and going under and anaesthetic to get it all done in one go!

If hubby ever reads this, which I doubt he will, I apologise for doubting you. It must be hard for a healthy person to understand how it feels to have scars on your tummy, and (excuse me here) bum cheeks, and....ermmmm other bits and bobs. As well as my bag permanently stuck to me. It's hard sometimes to feel your body is attractive under those circumstances. It's hard knowing at times that things aren't feasible no matter how much you want them. But I think I've finally come to terms with the fact that he doesn't want to look elsewhere. He loves me, he is mine and I am his. He takes me as I am.........and for that I love him all the more.

Blimey....heavy blog or what.

Work today, then a relaxing day tomorrow, and hubby will be home!!! Yayyyyyy.

So, tonight, exfoliate, slap on the Nivea and I'll take the option to "call a friend".

Hugs and love for all

Whisky

xxxxxx

Unknown Title LOL

2007-01-10T10:10:00.000Z

I couldn't think what to call today's post, so it's Unknown.

Yesterday at work, yet again, the Q (quiet) word had obviously been mentioned. With me only working afternoons (at the moment) I am covering the lunch period, and boy were the phones busy! I had a training session in the afternoon, on how to be safe in the warehouse, and I even got to sit in, and move the forks back to safe position on a diesel forklift truck!!

After that I had my review with Boss S, and the next increase of hours has been agreed. Soon, I will be working two afternoons, and one full day. Thursday was the best option for this, as it means I have a four day weekend to recover! Eventually I will work full days on Tuesdays too, and my main aim is to see if my body can cope with three full days! Boss S seemed fine with this as an ultimate outcome. But, this time, if I don't think I can cope I will back off. Things are going to well healthwise at the moment for me to be silly, think I can do things that I can't, and knock myself right back to the beginning.

I'm not wonder woman, I will never be 100 percent, and I have finally admitted this to myself. What I have is a lifetime disease, but I will do whatever I can to lead a normal a life as possible. I love work......I look forward to going in, seing the people, talking to the customers on the phone, entering orders, doing quotes, filing. That just goes to show that when you are in the "right" job it can be fun. No offence to anyone from V here. But thinking back, I don't know why I didn't just tell them to stick their job where the sun didn't shine.

These last two and a half years have proved to me that my health and happiness is much much more important than earning a wage. I value my family and friends more than money. I value being able to sit, walk, lie in a bubble bath and work, more than risking my health by over stressing myself. For once I have found a manager who appreciates that, and looks out for me at work like my Mum does.

Ooooooh! I've just thought, not long to Valentine's day! I must ask Holli where she got her pink heart from, if it was Target I may be able to order online and get it here in time for hubby :)

Yes, he's a man.......but he has a soft side too awwwwww bless.

As always we spoke on the phone last night.He'd had a bad day as only one ip address was available where he is training, that mean that him and his colleague had to tke it in turns to work on the internet, and catch up on e mails. Bless hime, he has a job to do.....using the internet training facility, and they can't even get that sorted for them! He asked for a new ip address before Christmas and it's still not done. Mind you, we ordered my new sim card before Christmas and that still hasn't come yet either!!! Ggggrrrrrrr.

So, another afternoon of work ahead, another night of washing, tidying up, eating and resting ready for Mum coming round tomorrow, and me going to work. Then before I know it, it will be Friday.

I have lots to do on Friday....including going to the post office to send a certain person a special gift in America ;)

And then hubby will be home!!!

I love him, I mis him when he is away, I adore talking to him on the phone every night.....but most of all I love giving him a great big hug as soon as he gets home. The first thing he says........."I missed you"...........my baby!

Blimey.....mushy Whisky or what!

Anyway, time for this little Whisky to go get ready for work. And if anyone says the "Q" word today......good on them, it keeps me busy, and it keeps the profits rolling in!!

Love and hugs to all

Whisky

xxxxxxxxx

Whatever....

2007-01-09T10:15:00.000Z

Whatever it is I've done it.
Whatever it is I gave it my all.
Whatever it is I think went well.
Whatever it is gave me the chance to show my sense of humour.

Whatever it is, due to signing a confidentiality agreement, will have to remain "whatever".

It began with a train ride, searching, lunching and shopping. The outfit was changed right at the last minute, a dress found by my Mum after I fell in love with a pair of shoes. Was it an omen that they were both "my color"? Was it an omen that the dress fitted me perfectly? Was it an omen that the shoes, even though they were a size four, and I am a size 6 fit me perfectly? Was it an omen that whilst in the cafe having a strong cappucino that hubby and my song was played on the radio? Was it an omen that in the newspaper my Mum read while I was getting changed mentioned "WHATEVER" in my horoscope, and so did the paper I bought on my way home?

So many what if's, and omens? Could it be........

All I can say really is that it was a fun day. We laughed, we walked, we talked, we shopped, we ate.......and my Mum, as always, was my rock when I was trembling like a leaf.

For now "whatever" cannot be revealed. After the end of January maybe it can. By then I will know. But......by then it may be a whole new, bigger and better whatever.

Home, settled in my warm pink fluffy dressing gown, darkness outside, no hubby and the doorbell rings. I peeped round the kitchen door, saw it was the figure of a man, and stood there until he had gone. I dashed into the living room to see if I could see who it was, and which way they had gone. No. I WILL NOT open the door to any unplanned visitors after dark while hubby is away. So, if you know me, if you want to pop round, either text me, ring me, or shout through the door who you are. I'm not letting anyone other than my friends and family see me in my dressing gown!!!

Hubby rang and we talked about our day. Sis In Law rang, and I had to call her back as I was just preparing my tea. We chatted and laughed as always :) I went up to bed with my shot of whisky and my purple teddy, snuggled down and that was it until the alarm clock woke me. I must have been exhausted!

Morning, and yesterday is a pleasant memory, one that will be always in the back of my mind until.........February I guess.

Work today, then home, eat, and sleep some more.

This little Whisky is in a land all of her own.

Love and hugs

Whisky

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Another Sleepless Night In Whiskyland

2007-01-06T11:05:00.000Z

I went to see Mum at the shop, and no luck in finding an outfit for Monday. There was a lovely red dress that I tried on, but I couldn't breathe in it!. Not only have I jumped up to a size 14 in trousers and skirts, but also now in tops as well!. When I'm healthy the first place I put weight back on is on my bust. Then it spreads evenly out everywhere else. Now I think I'm at the stage where "everywhere else" is full up, so more is going on the boobies! Yikes.

Anyway, I went to all of the little shops near Mum works, I picked up a couple of new tops for work, and got Faith's birthday present!! Now I just have to post it :)
I gave Mum a lift home, and her, Dad and I sat and chatted. They helped me narrow down my choices from Monday from two to one. They agreed with me!

Back home.....and there was hubby's car! Yayyyyyyyyy!

Big hugs, and chats all round, we had kentucky fried chicken for tea whilst listening to a tape that Dad had of me when I sang with the band. I only have one tape, and it's one of our very first gigs, and only the first set. This tape is one when we had been together for about a year, and it has all three sets on it!!! I'd even forgotten some of the songs we used to do. But it did remind me just how good my voice used to be.

We watched some tv together, I went off into the living room to watch yet more Torchwood, then started to get tummy ache :(

Hubby went up to bed, I went up to bed, and it was only eleven thirty. Three am I was awake, dreaming non stop and still with tummy ache I came and sat downstairs for a while. Back to bed, and slept through til 8.30am. Even hubby wasn't awake! I had breakfast, and asked hubby to drop me into town.

So, in town for 9.15, and home for 10.15 with a definite outfit for Monday, and a possibility if hubby doesn't like the first one.

Here I am, worn out already and it's only 11.15am! So, I think a much needed sleep is in order, then I can spend the afternoon filling our forms, and printing photographs to take with me on Monday.......and doing whatever else needs doing ;)

I need to pluck my eyebrows, epilate my legs after an exfoliating session in the bath. Then I can try my outfits on for hubby and he can choose which one looks best, hopefully.

I think I might do a practise make up session as well just in case. I don't want to overdo the make up, but there needs to be some as it will be being........ermmmmm shhhhh can't say.

Oh yes, and the choice has now gone back up to three, as hubby has added another suggestion into the mix. Oh poop. Oh nuts, Aaaaaaaaaaargh. No wonder I didn't sleep. Too much going on in my head, and too much chicken skin and sweetcorn in my tummy!

I'll love you and leave you, I'm just going to get some inspiration (drool over) from John Barrowman on You Tube :)

Hugs and love

Whisky

I'm Waiting For A Service......

2007-01-05T13:10:00.000Z

Well, the boiler is ;)......and hubby will be home later yayyyyyy!!

Yesterday at work, someone once again said the "Q" word......and orders galore. 7 page orders, 8 page orders, 9 page orders etc etc, and yes I got to ring the bell yet again, right as our Sales Director walked into the office. Me blushing, he grabbed me, said well done and hugged me. It's only an order! The point of ringing the bell is to let everyone in the office know that you have keyed an order worth over £10,000. Let me just explain here that the average price of our items is about £17.00. Therefore, that's a lot of keying! Imagine 20 items with 9 digit codes on each page, times that by ten......lots of entering :) But, you know what? I love it. I really thought I would struggle keying numerically. After spending the last two years on my laptop using numberical keys above the letters, to have a number pad at the side of your keypad is bliss!

The phones were busy too.....and one customer in particular kept ringing me every five minutes.....it was fun :)

So, goodbye's said, and Boss S forgot to wish me luck :( I tootled off home. The house was lovely and clean as my Mum had been round, I settled down to a milky coffee, and practised ermmmmm let's just, for now, say practisd two. I have a choice of two SIL, but I still don't know what to wear!!

I'm off to see Mum at the shop as soon as the boiler man has gone, and if there is nothing suitable there, I will go all along the shops until I find hopefully, the right outfit. Mum has poo poo'd the hat. Saying it might give the wrong impression :( I'll take it though, as my good luck charm from you and the girls :)

I have numerous forms to fill in, along with a confidentiality clause! Oh my, what am I letting myself in for.

I'm determined not to tell more until after the event, I've done things like this before, told everyone about it, and then all fell through, so I don't want to jinx things. So, all will be revealed on Monday. I know nothing will come of it, I know I'm not good enough, I know it's just something I need to try. If I think negative, and it's a positive outcome then I won't be disappointed.

Let's just say here and now, please can anyone who reads this have their fingers crossed for me at 2.00pm UK time on Monday. Please!

I'm hoping that hubby won't be home when I get back from seing Mum. Then I can have a lovely hot bubble bath, and greet him smelling of ermmmm blackberries!

I was going to post two video's to ask you guys a favour, but it won't let me Grrrrrr. So, if anyone has a video phone, and they would like to see my two "options" for Monday, let me know. Navie Wifey?

Oh, Navey Wifey..........I LOVE LOVE LOVE the new "do". It suits you sooooooo much. Cute and chic, sophisticated. Just like you :) I really must have a go at doing one of your French Manicures, do you think pink or purple would look right? Maybe a deep purple at the ends would stand out better!

I'm buzzing......and it's not due to the milky coffee. Hubby has so many decisions to help me with over the weekend. So many forms to help me fill in. He even has to take a photograph of me and print it out on his new printer :) Ooohhhhhhh exciting!

I must go, the boiler man will be here any minute. Then it's off to the shops to loo for the special outfit. Anyone got a purple or pink leather trouser suit?! Tight trousers? Oh........I really don't know what to do!!

Bye for now.

Hugs

Whisky

xxxxxxx

Busy Busy Bee!

2007-01-04T10:41:00.000Z

Work yesterday started slowly, someone said the "Q" word (quiet) and the faxes starting coming in in droves. The phones were busy too, but now that I am well and truly settled in my own little space it's fine. I feel "at home" again, and I still can't believe how nice everyone is. We have a laugh and joke at relevant moments, but then if there's more work we get back down to it. I even had a new photograph taken for the company website. The last one was about three years old, me with red short hair, and looking pretty skinny. This one, totally unprepared for at least shows off my chubby cheeks and long hair, although it was tied up :)

Home, and I had a mad tidy round. I have to do it, I know Mum comes round on Thursday's to do my housework and ironing, but it's just me, I have to as much as I can before she gets here.

After washing up, washing clothes, sorting clothes, and tidying up, I went off to barbershop. That should give you a clue that the telephone call isn't to do with that. I was only going to stay for an hour or so, but I enjoyed it so I stayed until 10pm. I just about know four of their songs now......and it was only really my first singing session with them!

Home, had some dinner, hubby rang......he hadn't finished work until 9pm! Ggggrrrrrr. I told him off, but he then explained it was so he could leave earlier on Friday to get home to see me! Mushy bless him. I really think he misses me while he is away.

I settled down on the sofa, and watched my second version of pre recorded Torchwood. I recorded it on the dvd in the living room on Sunday, and in the conservatory last night. I can watch little bits over and over and over. The acting is amazing! Plus I get to drool over John Barrowman time and time again.

I finally went up to bed after midnight, my head hit the pillow and the next thing I know the alarm clock is going off.

Sis In Law.....the pink cowboy hat is already in the outfit! In fact, so far, it's the ONLY thing in the outfit! I received the confirmation letter relating to the phone call today, and it says I can't wear black!!! Panic. I was going to go for the all in black with the pink cowboy hat look. So hubby is on the case, I'm on the case, and hopefully Sis In Law is on the case too. Maybe if I wear my pink dressing gown, matching slipper socks and cowboy hat? No bad idea. In other words.........help!!!!

I even have to take photographic identification with me on the day. As if I'm going to put someone else through that!! Ok, so now I've made myself extremely nervous.

I told Boss S about it yesterday as well. Just in case. Not that things will go well. But, you never know.

So, work today, then home, and I think I will just get in, have a milky coffee, have a bath, have dinner and watch Torchwood over and over and over. Then sleep. Oh yes, and fill in my forms relating to the phone call. Lots of forms. Lots of declarations.

I managed to get a text message through to my blog friend Aly yesterday. I got a reply and was overjoyed! I didn't get the two replies that Holli sent me. I really need my new sim card!

I need to think pink. I need to talk to my "worry angel". THINK PINK, THINK PINK.

Now I'm rambling....and my hands are shaking! Oh shucks, what have I let myself in for.

I'll love you and leave you.

Hugs from me

Whisky

xxxxxx

Little Angels On New Years Eve

2007-01-03T10:56:00.000Z

Way back in November I agreed to having my two little nieces stay with us on New Years Eve. Ever since then I was nervous and excited. The last time anyone stayed with me that was a child was my nephew and niece. They are now 22 and 19 respectively. That shows how long ago it was, they were 7 and 4 at the time. Snap!! The same ages as Little Miss Pink and Little Miss Purple.

Chocolate spread, raspberry jam, Marmite and jacket potatoes in stock, and in they came.

Sis In Law said her goodbyes and went off for some well deserved time alone. Then the fun began.

Sleeping arrangements were sorted. No one was willing to sleep in my "scary" bedroom. I collected masks when I was younger due to going to drama college. I have a beautiful set of masks on our bedroom all. Well I think they are beautiful. But the girls thought they were scary. So, that bedroom door had to be shut, and that was where hubby was to sleep.

It was decided that the three girlies (including me) would have a sleep over in our big spare bedroom. We have a single mattress and a double mattress on the floor. The girls decided this was their idea of heaven, and promptly agreed on who was sleeping on which side and with which teddy.

Back downstairs and we played and had fun. Drawing, singing, dancing, talking, nintendogs, played Frustration and Hungry Hippo's watched some tv. Had dinner, sang and danced some more. Then it was bedtime. Me me milk and cereal had we all trooped up to bed.

I left the girls to have a talk and settle themselves down, listening to the baby monitor and their conversations.

After three callings for me, hubby went upstairs, and finally managed to get them, and himself! to sleep.

Finally we welcomed in the new year, big hugs watching the fireworks, and decided this year was going to be a good year.

I went up to bed at 1.30. 3am Little Miss Pink had pains in her leg (cramp), and we were awake until 5am with me me milk and snuggles. Back in with her sister all was peaceful. 8.30am and everyone was up. Breakfast, singing, dancing, drawing, dressing up, more frustration game and hungry hippo's and nintendogs.

Sis In Law and Mr Bleach arrived and we had a lovely dinner which hubby had been preparing all morning bless him. They left for their journey home, and hubby and I slumped on the sofa. It wasn't long before he went upstairs for a rest and I set to work on the kitchen, in between watching The Wind In The Willows.

Hubby back up, and me watching the final two episodes of the current series of Torchwood. After the last episode I wandered back into hubby in tears. I won't give the plot away to anyone who has yet to see it.....but I thought Captain Jack was gone for good!!!!!!

Bed, and up early yesterday for work. It went well, fairly quiet, but now I'm sat with the rest of the team it was fun. Home, and I had a phone call.

I'll leave it at that for now. Just a phone call.

Hubby rang and we talked about the days happenings, him at work, me at work and at home. It was a music night for me, digging through old cd's and tapes, could it be anything to do with the phonecall?? I wonder.

I went up to bed at 11pm, back down at 1.30 and finally dozed off about 2am.

This morning has been spent catching up on other friends blogs, e mails and listening to more music for some reason. One particular song over and over, I wonder why?

SO here I am, adamant I will keep my secret. Sis In Law has been sworn to secrecy, as had my Mum and hubby. I don't want to jinx anything. 2007 could see me writing my book, or it could see me just working. Or.....

So with John Barrowman singing to me on the cd, and work ahead, I'd better go and get ready for work.

I may blog later, I may not blog until tomorrow. I have a lot of preparation to do.

SIL????? What the **** do I wear?

Hugs from me

Whisky

xxxxx

Happy Birthday Country Girl.....I'm Sorry It's Late

2007-01-02T10:27:00.000Z

I'm so sorry this is late, but two little people were keeping me very occupied at the time! More on that later.....

My Dear Friend Countrygirl. May I wish you a belated

Please forgive me for being late.

I hope you had a wonderful birthday.

Lots of birthday hugs for you my Texas friend!!

Love

Whisky

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Yeeeeehaaawww!!!!

2006-12-30T13:58:00.000Z

No that's not a piggy impression!

As mentioned yesterday, from Sis In Law and Mr Bleach I received one of my favourite Christmas presents. It was totally unexpected, totally random, totally thought of by Sis In Law, but most importantly, totally me!!

Introducing to you........

Whisky The Cowgirl blowing you a kiss...and of course it's a PINK HAT!!!!

Once we had left SIL's we went to Tesco on the way home. Throngs of people trying to grab last minute bargains, and there's me wandering round in a pink cowgirl hat :) When I told SIL this, she asked if I had had any "funny" looks. I said, no, people just smiled at me, she told me they WERE funny looks. I think the long hair confidence thing is really kicking in LOL.

Anyway, Little Miss Pink took the following picture. Remember I had been awake for less than twenty minutes, hair not brushed, sleep not yet removed from eyes, anyway, do I look like a zombie or quite cute, you decide?

Cheekbone definition or what?!

Holli, I got a PINK hat!!!, but it's not the same as the one you got from Kiki.....did you ask her if she is selling them yet? Hint Hint.

Anyway, as mentioned yesterday we went to SIL's birthday party, and yes, I wore my pink hat. When I went to my Mum and Dad's, yes I wore my Pink hat. It is on top of the coats at the bottom of the stairs, and as far as I am concerned, as I put my coat on, pick up my handbag, and put on my shoes.....before I leave the house, the hat will go on!

It looks especially good when I am wearing my pink dressing gown and matching slipper socks from Ma In Law.....I look soooo......PINK!!

Yes, I'm a purple freak, my car is purple, my bedroom is purple, and the majority of my tops are purple....but pink is slowly becoming the new purple. In fact from this day forward, let it be known that there is no longer pink and purple....just "piurple". Schluurple Piurple in fact.

SIL sent me numerous pictures, of course I will not show any of the girls. But one of them did remind me of the film "The Shining", just minus the axe. But I can't put the picture up because hubby is Blog shy :)

So tomorrow the girls descend on us for their first overnight stay :) We now have, in readiness, Nuttella, raspberry jam, a pink Nintendo, and hubby and I. I think that's all we need for a happy party. Fingers crossed all goes well.

May I take this opportunity to wish you all a

Stay safe if you are using fireworks. Especially in the UK as we are due for some mega storms, and possible hurricanes!!

Should old acquaintance be forgot and never.............

Hugs, handshakes and new years kisses for all

Whisky...........Yeeeeeeehaaaaaaaaw!!!!

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Spoilt Whisky, And My Man Has A Civil Partnership!!!

2006-12-29T16:50:00.000Z

Well, it's five days since I've posted, and soooo much has happened. Up early on Christmas morning, having laid the table ready for dinner, and prepared all of the veggies ready for Mum and Dad coming for dinner. Had breakfast, and then hubby and I opened our presents from each other in the conservatory.

I gave hubby his presents first, knowing as always, that what I gave him was little but thoughtful. Sure enough in he walks with boxes and packages galore. Choccies, dvd's and cd's, even a Robbie Williams karaoke cd!! Pyjama's and clothes, the Nintendo Browser I so desperately wanted. It means I can (hopefully) go online on my Nintendo ds!. And, a new doorbell :)

With hubby being away so often, if I am in the conservatory I can't hear the doorbell, so I had mentioned we should get a portable one, that way if someone is at the door I know! It's a bit spooky though, it plays the tunes, but also has a blue eye shape on the front that flashes! It looks like Big Brother is watching me!

Hubby's Mum and Dad came round, a little later than planned, therefore meaning we were going to delay picking up my Mum and Dad. We swapped presents with them. They bought me the snuggliest dressing gown ever, with matching slipper socks....and it's pink!!

Hubby went off to get my parents, and soon the house was full of laughter, cooking, washing up, and celebration. The whole idea of us inviting Mum and Dad round, was so that Mum didn't have to cook.....but within minutes she was in the kitchen helping hubby do the dinner, and washing up!

The meal was lovely, we were all stuffed so we left the table and sat on the sofa talking. I relayed some of my Spanish from my new spanish dictionary from hubby. I played some music, then we finally had our Christmas pudding, sat on the sofa again to watch Dr who, and hubby promptly falls asleep and starts snoring!

We woke him up in time for Vicar of Dibley, he promptly asked what time was Dr Who on!! Typical after dinner snoozer bless him.

Hubby went up to bed, and Mum and Dad and I chatted for a while. We all went upstairs and slept like logs.

Morning, and yes, hubby had been snoring, apparently so had Dad, and so had Mum! Oh Joy! A quick breakfast and off to Sis In Law M's. The boys loved their presents, and Pirates of the Caribbean cannon balls were fired fiercely.

We headed off to Sis In Law and Mr Bleaches, but hubby decided we really should visit Sis In Law D as well. Popped in on the family full of illness and dropped off their presents. They gave us Little Miss Pink, and Little Miss Purple's presents, and we finally headed off to the house of fun :)

Greeted as always with open arms, snuggles and kisses. A gorgeous dinner, a few glasses of wine, presents opened. I am waiting (hint hint) for a picture of me wearing one of my favourite presents. As soon as I have it I will put it on the blog. It's special, it's me, it's something pink, unusual, and since Boxing day I have lived in it!

We popped next door the Sis In Law's neighbours to help her celebrate her birthday, but Little Miss Pink wasn't well at all. SIL, LMP and I went back to the house. Poorly one in bed, we sat munching, painting nails and chatting until the boys came home. Hubby tucked up on the sofa, snug as a bug in a rug, everyone in bed, and the next thing I knew it was late morning and I was awoken to the sound of "wakey wakey" from Little Miss Pink. I automatically rub my eyes on waking, the next thing I knew, LMP had dashed into her bedroom and gave me cherished Pink Teddy as she thought I was crying!!

Milky coffee, a cigarette and some toast later, SIL caught me out yet again. We went home me convinced that hubby had had turkey and stuffing sandwiches for breakfast, and was a budding artist!!

The 28th, and I was planning a lie in, but the Avon delivery arrived at 9am. Hubby was at my Mum and Dad's fitting their Polycool, I went round, delivered Mum's Avon, and we went to Morrisons and Tesco. Got home, had a lovely bath and off to Sis In Law's to celebrate her birthday!!

It was a lovely night. Most of her neighbours are so nice! Especially J who intrigued hubby and I with her stories of travelling the world as an air hostess. Little Miss Purple made a mad dash for her pj's and toothbrush thinking she was coming home with us.......no, that's this weekend.

Home, dressing gown on, hubby to bed, and me watching Dracula, on my own in the dark.

Hubby was under strict instructions to wake me at a certain time, but he left me two hours longer in bed!

Yesterday I heard the news that my man, John Barrowman, had joined his partner in a civil ceremony. Yes I was disappointed. But, I wish them every happiness.

Congratulations to...... John Barrowman and

Scott Gill on their marriage.

But........Whisky can still dream ;)

I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas.

Hugs galore

Whisky

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P.S Whisky finally managed to work the spell check woooohoooo!!!

I'm Dreaming Of A Pink Christmas

2006-12-24T12:32:00.000Z

Holli's most recent post just about sums up exactly how Christmas should be. It should be all about the giving and not the receiving. SHaring, not being selfish. Thinking about others first, not yourself. Well said Holli, now all we need over here is a Target store!! We have the Starbuck's.....so we're getting there ;)

I had the funniest conversations with my Mum yesterday. Both her and Dad, and hubby and I have ordered a product. It's called Polycool. Basically, if you have a polyprop roof in your extensions/conservatory, (the sort of roog made of clear grooved plastic rather than glass) you can insert this into the grooves. It reflects the heat of the sun away from the roof in the summer, therefore keeping cooler. And in the winter it reflects the heat from within the room back into the room, therefore keeping it warmer.

Anyway, hubby was fitting our yesterday....he's just finished it today. I rang my Mum for another reason, and was telling her "how hubby had a long yellow thing, how he lubricated the hole first, punched a hole in the end, inserted the yellow pole in the hole, which could be a bit of a tight fit, then how he pulled it back out again quite easily". My Mum was in fits of laughter at the other end of the phone, and she knew what I was talking about. She said I should have chosen my words a bit more carefully! She also told me that if hubby was a) having to use lubricant, b) having to punch a hole in the end and c) it was yellow, he needed to get himself to the doctors quickly!

My Mum has such a dirty mind Tutt Tutt. But then again so do I. There we were laughing away, and all the time hubby is looking at me from outside wondering what I'm laughing at. He then picked up his tin of lubricant and waved it at me grinning. He had guessed! What a laugh!

We did notice last night how well it reflects the light back into the room from the one light fitting we have in there. But today, now it's finished, because it's such a grim grey day outside the roo looks quite dark.

Hopefully tonight we will feel the benefit of the heat, and in the summer we will be cooler :)

As it was the final of "Strictly come dancing" last night I dared hubby to ring Sis In Law, knowing that she would refuse to answer the phone and that Mr Bleach would have to answer it. They had a bit of a chat, and hubby told me that SIL would call back after it had finished.

Sure enough the phone rang. What I didn't realise was, that hubby and Mr Bleach had plotted together. They had told SIL that it was her Mum in Germany that had called. So, she was all set to ring her Mum at what would have been 11.15pm over there, and probably wake her up in the process. Luckily SIL realised that Mr Bleach was speaking English, which her Mum may not have understood, and checked the answer machine as it had recorded the start of the conversation. Thankfully she rang us and not her Mum. I've promised to call her on Christmas day, I won't disclose why.....but it might be a helpful phone call ;)

So here I am, excited about tomorrow being Christmas Day. Excited that my parents will be here for dinner, and staying the night. Knowing that we will have fun, and of course stand up and solute the Queen during her speech (not!).

So today, it will be peeling sprouts, preparing cauliflower cheese, carrots, parsnips, potatoes, swede etc. That reminds me I must defrost the prawns too!!

For the first time in many years I have wrapped most of the Christmas presents. Of course the girls presents have to be pink. So I thought I'd share.

Pink and Purple presents for Mum and Dad.

close up of one pf the presents.

And finally a girl has to have pink and purple shoe's.........

and here, they are on a Christmas card from Navie Wifey :)

I'm not singling out any Christmas cards here deliberately, as they have all been gorgeous. It's just that this fitted in with the pink theme for today :)

Sorry if the pictures aren't very clear, like I said, it's a bit of a dark and grim day today :(

As always I will leave a mince pie and a drink out for Santa, and a carrot for the reindeer on the fireplace tonight.

May I take this opportunity to wish you all a Merry Christmas, and a Happy and Prosperous 2007.

Lots of Christmas love and hugs

Whisky

Two More Sleeps 'Til Christmas

2006-12-23T12:10:00.000Z

Only two more sleeps to go until Christmas Day!

I went to see Clever Crafting Friend (CCF) and her new kitched floor is gorgeous! The whole kitchen looks fresh and bright, and that's before the new wall tiles are on! It was, as always, lovely to catch up....we talked about everything, caught up on old work, and told about new work. I had a lovely milky coffee, and a home made mince pie (which I forgot to say was scrummy!). It even turns out that Mrs W that I met on Sunday, CCF knows her! What a small world :)

Anyway, off into the fog to leave CCF and R to get ready for their works Christmas party, and home. It was a bit of a dodgy drive....of course I took the long route past my Mum and Dad's, which just happens to be near a lake! Fog galore. Home, sat and had a ciggy with hubby, and off I went upstairs wrapping presents.

I have to say at this point, that the most awkward present to wrap out of them all was for Sis In Law. But, it's what she wanted, so I made it look as good as possible :)

I've only got hubby's to wrap now....I'll wait until he either pops out today, or goes to bed tonight to do them.

Someone must have told Santa that I've been a good girl this year, as the pile of present under the tree is huuuuge! and no, hubby's aren't there yet ;)

So here I am, listening to John Barrowman on CD......gorgeous voice! Gorgeous man. I spoke to one of my customers last week, and he was from Cardiff, where Torchwood and Dr Who are filmed. He told me he quite often see's them filming from where he works. I asked him to give John a kiss from me if he saw him, he instantly said no, but that he would shake his hand for me :) I HAVE to get to Cardiff to see the pantomime he is in. I HAVE to stand at the stage door to meet him, I HAVE to have my picture taken with him, an autograph, and maybe a peck on the cheek. Then if it's an overnight stay I will visit each and every memorable feature in Cardiff that is featured in Torchwood, and have my picture taken there. Especially on the "Invisible transportation paving slab, that is one of the entrance's to The Hub, right by the water tower in Cardiff. ANyone guessed I'm a huuuge fan yet.

And.......I heard this week, they have signed Torchwood up for a second series wooooohoooooo!!!!!! Captain Jack Harkness Rocks! Of course I will watch, and record Christmas day's Dr Who as I have a feeling he will be in that, as well as a couple of the other episodes of Dr Who...Ooooooooooooh brainwave!! They are recording the new series of Torchwood in the spring! Maybe Whisky could take a trip and watch some of the recording.....maybe even be an extra in the background pinching Captain Jacks Bum....ahem! Getting carried away here.

Even though he is gay, he did admit on The Johnathon Ross show that he finds women sexy......well, one look at me could change that idea LOL.

Anyway enough rambling from me. I'm more excited about Torchwood than Christmas now!! Typical nutty Whisky.

Jingle Bells Jingle Bells and all that

Hugs

Whisky

Last night I wrapped just about every present we had in the house.