Merry Christmas you gorgeous lot!
The wonderful Emma over at Emma and Family (her tag is here) and Jayne at Sticky Mud and Belly Laughs have tagged me to answer some Christmas themed questions and so here I am 🙂
What’s your favourite Christmas movie?
Ooh this one is so hard – I LOVE Christmas movies! Lily’s favourites are Home Alone (but only the first one!) and Elf, when I was little it wasn’t Christmas unless we watched Miracle on 34th Street, The Santa Clause and Die Hard and even now I can’t get through the festive season without watching It’s A Wonderful Life and Love Actually. Oh wait Mean Girls is a Christmas movie too right?! And Gremlins…and Lethal Weapon… and The Muppets Christmas Carol…
*well you did ask ahem*
Have you ever had a white Christmas?
Erm no – not that I can remember! We tend to end up with snow in January
In an attempt to get into the Christmas spirit (after speaking about my lack of it here) I have spent the last two days listening to Christmas music. I used to avoid listening to it – simply because it reminds me of working in retail where we would have the Christmas CD on repeat from November until the new year #overkill but now I don’t work in retail I actually quite like popping on the Christmas tunes and having a little singalong!
I was travelling in Iceland this year when my team at work had their Christmas get-together and exchanged Secret Santa presents so I wasn’t able to get involved. I was actually kind of gutted because I really look forward to our team dinner and getting to spend time with my team who are based all over the country working from home so it’s quite rare to see them all together. Not gutted enough to have cancelled my epic Iceland adventure though of course ha!
Is anyone else completely lacking in the whole ‘Christmas Spirit’ thing this year? Normally (well every year up until now!) I LOVE Christmas.
When I was growing up Christmas was the one time of the year when we would get to see family – first on Christmas Eve when we would all descend upon my Great Nanny and Granddad’s house and I’d get to see all my cousins and aunts and uncles; we would exchange gifts, over-indulge on sausage rolls with Robbie Williams crooning in the background and play with the huge collection of Lego and Meccanno that my Granddad kept for such occasions. Then it’d be round to church for Midnight Mass – the only time we ever went to Church (and I’m pretty sure it was only for the free mulled wine and mince pies). When we finally got home a little after midnight we were always allowed to open one small present, we got our new Christmas pyjamas to wear to bed and then drifted off to sleep worn out and excited to see what Father Christmas would bring us in the morning.
Lily’s Chocolatey face – decorating the tree for her 2nd Christmas
I’ve been wanting to write this post for so long, but I’ve never been able to find the right words – and even when I do manage to put the words down I never manage to press the publish button.
Anxiety. Mental Health Issues. Depression.
These words carry so much stigma in our society. You can have a physical ailment and everyone is understanding, supportive, empathetic. But you try and tell someone that you have a mental health illness and suddenly it’s awkward, uncomfortable, and you find them looking at you a little differently – or just staring at you seemingly worried that you are about to snap and hurt them.
One in four people will experience a mental health problem every year* – that’s a LOT of people; that’s one of your co-workers, your friends, your family… maybe that’s you. And yet, despite the volume of people who experience them we are seemingly unable to talk about the subject or to share our suffering with others. This lack of communication is a vicious circle – you have mental health issues, you feel like you can’t tell people and so you isolate yourself more, the more you isolate yourself the more your mental health deteriorates and so on. I know this from my own experience – it can be so hard to start the conversation, it can feel impossible to get others to understand what you are going through. And yet the right support can really help with mental health issues.
Even as I write this post I feel embarrassed, ashamed and scared; I am worried that when I click publish people will look at me differently or that they will find it uncomfortable to be around me. I worry that writing it down makes it more real, my chest is hurting and I feel nauseous thinking that other people will know this truth about me – they’ll know my weakness. Continue reading
This week I was invited to attend Yours Clothing’s Blogger breakfast for the launch of their new test-a-tattoo app and so yesterday I got up extra early and even brushed my hair (not that you can tell in any of the photos *yay*) and made my way over to the Bourne & Hollingsworth building in Islington.
Unfortunately the transport strikes turned what was supposed to be a simple 30 minute journey into a one and a half hour journey – leaving me a hot mess, literally sweating buckets and anxious as anything by the time I got there.
Thankfully the beautiful setting and the lovely people put me at ease and of course, me being me, within minutes I was oversharing over coffee with a bunch of strangers *yay for nerve induced talking* Continue reading
I can’t wait for the day when I have a house of my own to design and style – living in tiny rented accommodation really limits what you can do with your space and how much stuff we can actually have (our place is really really small!). It won’t be anytime soon but one day I WILL have a place of my own and I’ll be incorporating some of this ‘rough luxe’ design into my home.