I'm a Baby Faced Guitar Hero!

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

February Already???

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!

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.....

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

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

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

Returned

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

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

Still Here!

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

My BAD!!!

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

Where Does The Time Go?!

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

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

Specs Appeal!

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

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

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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Silly Slipper Sunday 2

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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Friday Is Pamper Day!

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

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Gettin' Bloggy With It!

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

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

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

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Spot The Difference!!

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


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I Managed It.........Just

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!

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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