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  • For J...

    How We Survive

    If we are fortunate,
    we are given a warning.

    If not,
    there is only the sudden horror,
    the wrench of being torn apart;
    of being reminded
    that nothing is permanent,
    not even the ones we love,
    the ones our lives revolve around.

    Life is a fragile affair.
    We are all dancing
    on the edge of a precipice,
    a dizzying cliff so high
    we can't see the bottom.

    One by one,
    we lose those we love most
    into the dark ravine.

    So we must cherish them
    without reservation.
    Now.
    Today.
    This minute.
    We will lose them
    or they will lose us
    someday.
    This is certain.
    There is no time for bickering.
    And their loss
    will leave a great pit in our hearts;
    a pit we struggle to avoid
    during the day
    and fall into at night.

    Some,
    unable to accept this loss,
    unable to determine
    the worth of life without them,
    jump into that black pit
    spiritually or physically,
    hoping to find them there.

    And some survive
    the shock,
    the denial,
    the horror,
    the bargaining,
    the barren, empty aching,
    the unanswered prayers,
    the sleepless nights
    when their breath is crushed
    under the weight of silence
    and all that it means.

    Somehow, some survive all that and,
    like a flower opening after a storm,
    they slowly begin to remember
    the one they lost
    in a different way...

    The laughter,
    the irrepressible spirit,
    the generous heart,
    the way their smile made them feel,
    the encouragement they gave
    even as their own dreams were dying.

    And in time, they fill the pit
    with other memories
    the only memories that really matter.

    We will still cry.
    We will always cry.
    But with loving reflection
    more than hopeless longing.

    And that is how we survive.
    That is how the story should end.
    That is how they would want it to be.

    ~Mark Rickerby~

    And that's how it was when you left J.. Those first day's..Month's.....almost  2years ago now..Nearly broke us as a family...But we all closed ranks and were there for each other.. We have survived without you..but it's hard..Not a day goes by when I don't think about you..Tell you I love you.

    But I should have done it then..

    Today is your birthday..

    Where ever you are..Know that you are missed..And loved.. Happy Birthday J xxx

    7/11/1972~7/3/2007

  • One day I'll fly away....

    This post contains paragraphs of negativity...So stop reading if you can't be arsed with all of that crap!... 

    Some of you have noticed my lack of 'attendance' here recently..Not to mention my piss poor 'have a hug' comments.. 

    I feel I should explain.. 

    I have been ill for a while now..but things have been getting worse over the last month or so..Im sick and tired of being sick and tired! 

    I spend hour's online looking for answers..I don't think that I will find any,I actually think that it add's to the paranoia...A paranoia that is probably caused by smoking weed! (shock horror!) Yes..I do smoke weed..I will openly admit that..but when you ache and hurt as much as I do..you may understand..so please don't judge me! 

    I am losing weight rapidly...My hair is falling out...(I assumed it was from a home hair dye gone wrong..but its not!)..every bone in my body aches..it would be fair to say that my skeleton aches! I don't sleep for more than a few hours each night..No feeling in the end's of my finger's..I have constant shakes and have even been accused of drinking too much..My skin has a lovely grey tinge to it..My mind just does'nt function properly anymore..im forgetgetfull..And I have major issues with food's..I just don't seem to have an appetite..ever!I thought that the weed might give me the 'munchies'..but no! ... And none of my sypmtoms are from smoking weed so that is that the outta the window before any anti drug police wanna have a pop at me... 

    I 'googled' my symptoms and thought it could be my hormone injection..which you are meant to be on for no longer than 3 years.I have been on it for over double that! So spoke with my GP who agreed to take me off it..but did'nt think that was to blame.. I have decided to be sterilized as i don't wanna risk taking more hormones and fucking myself up some more..

    Then it was thought it could be my migraine med's .'Topamax' .. but nowhere on the patient info sheet was hairloss listed as a side effect..

    But I found a forum and loads of people have similar problems to mine..But all he suggested when i mentioned it was more blood tests..In the mean time..I have to go on feeling like shit,Losing more weight..And living in fear of waking up completly bald..thats the bit that scares me most..every day i lose a little bit more hair... And I am fed up of people telling me i look ill..I KNOW!!

    And Im scared to come off the med's..when you rely on something..even when you think it's making you ill..But it makes me better..does that make sense? 

    Im not sure how much more i can take! 

    And Im sure this post will see a drop in my friends..(Who want's to be seen with a 'pot-head!)..but If Im honest..even though the numbers are still the same..They have dropped anyway.. 

    xxx

     

  • The Blogger's Pledge

    My name is Milly and I will NO longer tolerate online stalkers.

    I will not feed their fire by responding to their comments or posts except in three ways:

    1. I will choose to delete their offending comment if I can
    2. I will ignore their comments/posts on another blog
    3. And then, I will move on.

    I will not give them blogging space or another thought for there are many other people here that deserve my energy and attention.

    May this blogging community regain its blogging spirit and take back this community from stalkers and claim it as their own.

  • I Love you...

    All the pennies in the world..But for now,I only have £200!

    Remember this post I wrote about wether or not to take eldest away?..Well,I decided that I would do it..

    It would give us some quality time together..I might get more than a grunt and a "whatever" outta her.. We tend to communicate more through MSN these day's...

    I decided not to tell her about the trip..In doing so,Youngest did'nt need to know...yet..the plan was that Dad could break the new's whilst I was safely on my way to the concert after collecting eldest from school..And then explain to her when I got home that she could choose something to do..

    But..

    A )..I would hate the thought of her 'brooding' on it all weekend..Plotting her revenge on me..

    B )..She would never let go the fact that eldest had had a 'surprise'..

    So..I decided to plan a trip for youngest thinking of the things that she might like..Bearing in mind it MUST come to the same value as eldest's..

    I know she has always wanted to go to London..But London is not that cheap as it's touristy..A hotel in the centre cost's aound £100..Travel up on the train for us both quoted £75..Bearing in mind that was booking 12 weeks in advance!..And a single tube trip is £4..

    And then the entry fee into some of those attraction's is daylight robbery..

    But..I was determined that we was going to London..And I was determined that we was going on our £200 budget!

    So far..I have spent £167.85p..

    And our itinerary is..(and paid for!)
    Return travel for 2 to London
    1 night in a Hotel (incl Breakfast)..Next to london Victoria Coach Station)
    Entry to London Dungeons
    Entry to Madame Tussards
    A standard flight on the London Eye
    Entry to Sealife Aquarium
    A visit to 'Harrod's' Christmas Grotto ..where I must pass on a message to Mo from Landers !!
    A visit to Hyde Park Winter Wonderland

    Now..I know that it does'nt leave much for travel..Or food..But Am planning getting a oyster card as is meant to work out cheaper..And will do a packed lunch :))

    And yes.. Am excited!! Oh..And we go in december! Nothing like forward planning..It's even cheaper the earlier you book see! x

  • Being A Chav..

    Being a chav, I think, stems from more than simple choice. John Prescott might claim that "we're all middle class now", but chavs are esentially working-class white kids who dare to appear in public. They don't aspire to be accountants and they don't live in suburbia. They have the temerity to buy fake designer lables, not because the can't tell the difference from the genuine article, but because they don't have hundreds of pounds spare to buy it. One newspaper article smugly referred to them as a "peasant underclass". In a way they're probably more right than they intended.

    Mocking the way disadvantaged teenagers live isn't biting social satire, so much as old fashioned, class-based snobbery. It's not the association with anti-social behaviour that makes them a legitimate target for public ridicule, but their social faux pas.

    The above I stumbled upon tonight whilst looking up the defintion of a 'Chav'..After being called one..Again!..To me the word 'Chav'  has many different meaning's.. And I have to admit that ...I am proud to be a Chavette :))

    Thoughts? x

  • What To Do..

    Im having a major wibble with myself..

    I love both my girls equally..always have.Of course, they often squabble and fight and I treat them fairly ..but find myself getting accused of loving one more than the other..Sibling rivalry they call it..

    So here's where the wibble comes in.. Ive found a cheap-ish offer for a 'McFly' concert at 'Butlins' in november.. 3 days Dinner,bed and breakfast plus the concert..

    Cheap for a number of reasons..Its Butlins..In November..And it's McFly!..Not forgetting the venue is Minehead.. I really could think of better thing's to spend £200 pound's on..

    But...Eldest would Love it..She loves Mcfly! Plus they do loads of other activities like cheerleading and dance school..And the evening entertainment look's ok so I'll be sorted !

    Sooo..Can you imagine how the youngest is going to react when told that Mummy is taking Eldest..and only eldest.. away on holiday..Without her! I can hear it now.. " You love her more than me" ..And so it begins! That gnawing guilt...

    If I could take them both..I would.. But Its twice the cost to add youngest ..which I can't do truthfully..and she would'nt appreciate the 'first concert' expierience..I might even let eldest have WKD ! (I am joking!!) :))

    But..I really don't know if it's worth the hassle..I know youngest will have a major tantrum and quite possibly hate me..It means begging for time off from work..And spending money I aint really got..

    What to do people...

  • My Life...

    According To Pink... (meme)

    Nicked from just about everyone..As im usually the last to do anything like this :))

    Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, answer the following questions. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. Repost as "My life according to (band/musician name)"

    Pick your Artist:
    Pink.

    Are you a male or female:
    Stupid Girls

    Describe yourself:
    Glitter in the Air

    How do you feel?
    Long Way to Happy

    Describe where you currently live:
    'So What'

    If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
    Goin' to California

    Your favourite form of transportation:
    Runaway

    Your best friend is:
    Family Portrait

    What's the weather like?
    I have seen the rain

    Favourite time of day:
    Tonights the Night

    If your life was a TV show, what would it be called?
    Missundaztood

    What is life to you?
    Get the Party Started!

    Your fear:
    Lonely girl.

    Finito! :)

    xx

  • The Holiday..And The Hater's..

    Well..I survived my week away at one of those 'Holiday Parks' where fully grown adult's dress up as fluffy tiger's and throw themselves around on stage and sing badly..Make the 'Campers' act like idiots in the hope of winning a bottle of 'Lambrini' ...And convince you to drink pitchers of punch with nothing but a straw..Barman forgot to give me a glass yo see!

    And then there was the incident in the pool that has been lovingly named 'Tit-Gate'..You can guess the details so I shant bore you...

    All in all a good week was had despite the sun refusing to put in much a appereance..Holiday's are a bit like life..what you make it..

    Which bring's me on to my next subject..Hater's! In life you get Hater's wherever you go and whatever you do..And Im just a little bit sick of them..

    Before I went away I encountered 3 Hater's..Fat Hater's to be precise..
    Now,I know what I am,I realise that I have weight issues as I see myself in the mirror everyday..But what I don't appreciate is being told that I am fat/overweight/chubby etc..Does my weight affect you? Do you think I might eat you or summat..

    So..To the skinny Blogger who left the comment on my media.. "A little fat..But lovely" ..Not really a compliment was it?Why bother leaving the comment..Could you not have just kept the thought to yourself?..

    To the Blogger who sent me a freind request telling me that you were raising money for charity and perhaps I could also do a sponsered slim..Don't buy a pie and send you the money instead.. Im all for charity if asked in the correct manner..Also I don't like pie's so it was'nt me who ate them all despite my bulging belly...

    And the customer who remarked on my weight..you truly did deserve the slap that you recieved..and should you ever walk into the chip Shop that I work in again and tell me that you can see that I must eat too many chips as I have "packed on the weight" ..next time I will chin you...

    All I am saying is this..We all have opinions and are entitled to them..but sometimes it really is kinder not to share them..Cos it batter's what little confidence people have..

    Rant over...

    xxx

  • Bloggity Meet ...

    Right..Now that I feel I have recovered..I shall share with you my time in 'Ull..

    Never having been to a 'Blog Meet' before..I really did'nt know what to expect..Did you sit around talking about blogging..Did you call each other by thier Blog names.. (Actually,I did on a few occassions..Sorry!!)..I worried that things might be awkward ..Or I might find myself saying things like "LOL"..

    I mean..Yes,We all get on 'here'..But in the real world .. it might not have worked.. Im a bit like Marmite..

    So..the night before..i was literally shitting it!..And all the way there.. You see..I am actually quite shy around people that I don't know..Which was why I was surprised to find photo's like these ...

    Grope!

     

    Dissapointment..
    So Very Dissapointed....

    I completely blame the lack of alchohol..that and the fantastic company I was in..

    I've always said that i can only be myself and that is who I was..On blog and in the real world..

    So on saturday night ..at the hull blog meet..i did indeed sit at the table in Ask and instigate a conversation about 'giz tissues' ..which I had previously had with tracey on the train....Encourage another about toilets..in particular..Poo...Randomly shout 'Bogey' ..which was'nt as good as Landers' 'Pringles' i must add :))

    I also blatantly flirted with a police officer several times dring the course of the night..I even had my hands on his helmet..I burped in a bar..I learnt what a 'Dirty trombone' was .. and i danced the steps to tradgedy in a bar and loved every second of it ..

    And the best bit .. Not one of them has deleted me ..Yet !! :))

    Thank you all or a fab weekend !

    Photos to follow..Friends only im afriad for fear of shame.. :)) xx

     

  • 'Sexercise' ...

    On my quest to find the foxy little minx that *I* know lives within *snrk*..I decided that dieting alone was'nt enough..so decided to look into exercise.. *gulps*..

    The Gym was'nt an option..I felt positively 'Heifer' like as I stood next to the 'skinny minny's'..I sweated they glowed..They wore Lycra..I wore Lonsdale..And some of those stretching moves he made me do were medieval torture moves...

    Excercise DVD's were the next trial.. Good old Janine from EastEnder's was the first one..God did her voice grate me..I Think that may of been why I stopped doing it..

    And running is'nt an option either...Dodgy knee..Plus I really don't want Joe Public seeing me wobbling down the street thank you very much!!

    So..After a bit of research..I decided to *buy one of these ... Putting my faith and my money into it..Not to mention the fact that once my freinds find out about this they will find this hysterical :))

    Anyway..My new toy arrives.. after much giggling and wobbling..I am rather taken with my new toy.. 30 minutes every day..Excercise really does release that feel good factor ya know... ;)

    And it's one piece of excercise equipment that I don't think I'll tire of too quickly :))

    Here's the new toy in action..

    *52 week's interest free..Courtesy of Fashion world..

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