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Stuff you might not know about me…?

. Birth Name: Christina Wunna

. Starsign: Sagittarius (Born Dec 19th)

. I’m thirty five

. I can tap dance

. I can play the piano

. Went to Ackworth School. (A Private British Boarding school in         West Yorkshire….Ruby…my daughter…goes there now.)

. I’m a mum of two.

. I am kitten esque. Weirdly I’m girly, with boyish banter.

. I am best known for my time on ‘Paris Hilton’s British Best Friend’ ITV2.

. I designed a sex toy range for Ann Summers.

. I dislike negative people, uncertainty,  conga lines, hoarders, lazy folk , sausage dogs, scary films & naggy people. Or folk who just can’t see the good anything.

. I love….LOVE, success, good times, life, adventure,fun, reliable folk, surprises, flowers & people.

. I’m 100 percent Burmese, through blood. Born in Yorkshire. Grew      up in LA.

. I live in Pontefract, West Yorkshire. (I’m Northern.)

. I got an art scholarship into school. (Naturally creative. So ace at       all things that don’t involve logic. 🙂  I could actually draw you.)

. Best form of escapism for me is to write stuff out. (Hence the blog)

. I am…passionate, sassy, direct, positive, loving, sarcastic, fun, hard    working, playful, driven, warm, silly, thoughtful & romantic.

. I am a decent singleton, yet always prefer to be in a relationship. I love togetherness.

. I love a drink. I’m a cocktail drinker.

. I don’t take myself too seriously (I probably should try to. 🙂 ) But i’m not bonkers, nor am I a mess. I adore stability and sense.

. I’m bored of…dick pics….(the amount my inbox recieves means that I could probably make molds of each one of build a willy Eiffel Tower…if i could be bothered.) I also don’t like ‘dilly dalliers. Lol. People should be able to make firm decisions fast and not sway back and forth. Lol

. I’m really good at making folk chipper. When the people i know are   down, or swirling down the plug hole, I am their first call, as i’ll soldier them up with ease and laughter.

. I am scared of….anything bad happening to my children. Or even worse…bad things happening to them, as life is life and them not feeling able to come to me, tell me everything and ask for help or guidance. That would be pretty awful. It would make me feel like i had lost my sense of purpose.

. I find it funny that i’m in the British Boobpedia (Which is an

encyclopedia of the best boobies in Britain.)

. I was once on the Google black list. (But i was in good company.)

. Used to be a model. (Definitely not now. Whatever, I still goddit.)

. I am traditional and unconventional all at the same time.

. I am non judgmental…unless i feel judgey. 🙂

. I get bored easily and like to be doing stuff.

. It’s been really difficult, through the decades, finding a life partner.

. My favourite colour is pink or yellow.

. I adore sexiness in anything, when it’s done correctly.

. By nature, I am…confident…or funny? I can’t decide. Infact no, i’ll  go with independant. No…i’ll go with loving. I’m lots.

. I’m lucky. Super lucky all the time. Annoying lucky.

. I don’t like bad manners.

. I love the witty

. I always want a massage

. I never want…another dick pic 🙂 (Unless, I am your bird, then by    all means, it’s fun. Lol)

. People should, eat sushi, embrace life, enjoy new chapters, understand the ways of others & not ruin fun.

. I am good at everything but….maths.(Can’t calculate for shit, as my brain seems to be numb to it.)

. I appreciate the simple things in life, yet adore luxury. I’m ambitious

. I’m vain…but happy. 🙂

. I like attractive, smart, loving, romantic, witty, intelligent, sexy, expressive and direct men. (Men who cut the faff out of  ‘the game’ of dating and just get on with adoring me. Hahaha.)

. Do i fancy anyone right now? YES! I fancy ‘Eton Mess.’ (Lots)

. I’m rubbish at replying to people via text (unless i really like them) or listening to my voicemails…And rubbish at doing hair.

. Heels over flats any day.

. I love a selfie.

. I always hope for the best.

. Nicknames: Wunna…Woo Woo….Chrissie

Cheers! x *Cue Song.*
















Manchester, Tattu’s & the perfect ‘Eton Mess’

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On Friday morning, around 7am, I woke up to the most beautiful soul, that I had spooned all night, inbetween the four walls of 740 at the Macdonald Manchester Hotel. Literally, the most amazing human that I could ever EVER cross paths with…

Yet, let’s rewind to Thursday 2.30pm, when i had got on a train at Doncaster Station, Platform 3b, in the rain, filled with excitement, as a random blond, in a suit, civil engineer with an ipad had decided to sit next to me and show me his work plans? He must’ve been bored or something? Yet, weirdly I had already been told previously what his job actually encountered. So I nodded and listened and got to Manchester, almost in a jiffy! It was the quickest route ever. Literally 30 something minutes and *blink* I was there. It had stopped raining…which is always a good sign.

Checked into my hotel and I chose it simply because it was directly next to the station and let me tell you the staff at The Macdonald Manchester, couldn’t be more efficient or nicer! As soon as I whizzed through that revolving door, I was immediately greeted with an..

‘It’s Chrissie isn’t it! Hi! We’re so happy to have you here! Anything you could possibly need just ask….I’m….’ and straight away the manager, concierge and social media manager, who had been Tweeting me right at that exact moment, introduced themselves with comfort, professionalism and warmth. It made me feel really great! I mean, this was as soon as I whizzed through the door.

Then once i had checked in…they poured me a quick glass of fizz and a lovely gent escorted me up to my room, with the fizz in tow on a little silver tray, as I took pictures of him on my phone. Lol.

‘I’ll have to get used to that, right?’ He chuckled. 😉

Service was amazing, and to me that means a lot. I couldn’t have been happier and i’ve stayed in tons of hotel rooms all over the world, big ones, small ones, ones with bunk beds that rock a 2*, the best executive suites in a five *….all rooms, everywhere. They were kind and i appreciate that massively. Plus, I love hotel rooms, they always make me feel a sense of escapism. I find them really interesting simply because, they are buildings where in which behind every single door, something different is happening, all under one roof. People are living their own version of life, behind a door with an allocated number, plaqued on the other side of life.

I chilled and enjoyed it and then I began to get ready as ‘Eton Mess’ (who is the guy that I was meeting) finished off his work day. I will admit that I was nervous AND excited But i like that, as it makes me human and it means I really liked him. People never think that I’d be nervous and I never know why? It was a good nervous that really meant excitement. I’d never met him before, so i guess if i was being honest….I didn’t want him to hang out with me and think ‘nah.’ Lol. But the awesome thing was that I had been chatting to him on a friendly basis for months, a really long time, so i felt really comfortable, we  naturally get on really really well, he’s funny, he’s smart, he’s driven, he’s kind, I knew everything about him and already sort of felt a part of his world. You (as in blog readers) might not have really known too much about how I may of felt in regards to ‘Eton mess’ as I kinda kept it to myself because I was really interested in him. HOWEVER, if you work with me on a daily basis you WILL HAVE KNOWN how much I like this guy, as I chat about him all the time. 🙂 Haha.

But anyway, let’s fast forward to the evening.

I’m ready, he’s done working, we’re messaging, I’ve chosen ‘Tattu’ as our cocktail venue of choice. (I’ve never been there before, but my hick friend goes there lots, so I figured ‘why not.’) I felt good. I felt all confident at this point. He sounded ready. His banter was hilarious, I was sure he panicked a little. Lol. Yet, with a ‘man up’ message from moi and a ‘middle finger’ return emoji message from ‘Eton Mess’ (hahaha, i love that about him) I was in a taxi, en route to Spinning fields, in the evening, through the Manchester city streets, in my dress to meet him…at Tattu. In 10 minutes, which felt like five, he’d be right in front of me.

…and bang on the dot…as my taxi pulled up outside, there he was…(I saw him as I peeked through my taxi window.) He was stood under the Manchester evening stars, under a giant umbrella, waiting by my taxi door, in a white shirt, looking AMAZING! Like, I was even shocked at how AMAZING ‘Eton Mess’ looked. I mean, i knew he was hot anyway. I was attracted to him physically from pictures regardless…Yet, it’s a whole different thing when you actually see someone right there in the flesh and they are even more attractive than you could’ve ever imagined. (I did tell him that…because I would…wouldn’t I…and he smiled and said, ‘Are you trying to say that I take a bad picture.’ Lol.)

Let’s just put it this way, he is the most attractive man that I have seen in a very long time…as in YEARS! I was like ‘Holy Shit’ but quietly, on the inside. 🙂

But i got out of my taxi and there he was…as happy as can be, as lovely as can be…and with an umbrella! I love that! Good thinking! Lol…and we walked into Tattu, ready to well…begin our night.

We sat down in a booth and straight away got along, chatted and scanned the cocktail menu for immediate drinks. You need that immediate drink don’t you. I knew we would get along anyway, that didn’t worry me, as like i said, I’d been chatting to him for ages, longer than you would think…and it was like our paths had to cross, needed to cross, yet kept missing the ‘cross.’ Lol. So, more than anything, it was finally SO GOOD to meet him. Like, i said, you meet people in life, when you’re meant to meet them…so that night…was the night ‘The Gods’ wanted us to meet…and Yay, with the funnest cocktails in all the land.

We talked everything, he was down to earth and FUNNY and charming, yet real. He’s easy going and like i said such a great soul. I felt really lucky to me sat there with him, doing our own little version of life. He’s so interesting. I find him REALLY interesting and we’re quite similiar in the way in which we see things. I’m always of a positive, strong and supportive nature…as I know what matters in life, i understand people and he is the same way. We don’t dwell on the shit that doesn’t matter and only on the things that do. He’s a life enhancer. Someone who i would see as a best friend and a lover, yet someone who adds ‘sparkle,’ support and love to your world, rather than make it dark. He’s driven. He’s talented. he works hard. He’s passionate. He’s intelligent. He’s stylish. He’s dedicated. He’s gentle, fun and affectionate. If i’m talking about balance and connections, we are definitely aligned….as we see the world through the same eyes. Yet we’re different enough to keep it ‘sexy.’

We got the drinks in, lots of them, all sorts. Strong, sweet, in glass skull heads, in fruity, well designed numbers. We shared rinks, we guzzled our own. Our drinks were ‘showy’ all smokey and magical. He likes a show piece. Lol. And hey so do I.

We talked about everything, life, love, people, our own lives, work, each other…our pasts, our presents, our future…we talked about our children…our own views on life, love situations and all sorts..everything. It was fun. I had an absolute blast. I listened to his stories and he was fascinating and funny with it. He’s a gentle, loving soul…yet with humour and spunk. He told me about how he nearly got eaten twice in a row, in his life and his minor fear of spiders. 🙂

I adored him. And there we were… just us and life….in that moment, with cocktails, on this massive Earth ball, getting to know each other. I couldn’t have been with anyone more perfect. It was just easy. He is a non stressful human being and that makes me really really happy. He’s emotionally sound. Like i said, this guy is amazing…someone that you’d treasure. He’s doing well and will do well in life. He’s a good person.

I will tell you that as my night started my chick friend ‘McC’ (who i ADORE) sent me an essay text reading…

‘Winner! Your shallowness will not be peeking it’s head up so far then…let’s now hope that he is loaded, has an ego to match yours, has a huge ‘****,’ be good in bed, be good with kids, have his own helicopter, have banter, run his own (non market) business and not be too much of a dick, but just enough to keep you interested. Ha..ha…and magic exists right?’  *Then a kissy face*

Hahaha. I love ‘McC.’ Funnily enough, I read it…and let him read it too, as it was hilarious and we have the same sense of humour…and he just looked up, with my phone in his hand and said, ‘Well i have everything but the helicopter.’ Haha. And that’s exactly what i was going to say…and mainly because…it was uncannily true. Lol. ‘Eton Mess’ is literally like my dream man. That man that you never thought existed for you, but he does??

Okay, back to the story. Imagine yourself right there with us, in a dark booth, with skull glass cocktails, lit with mood lights from cherry blossom trees, that walled next to giant air suspended anchors.

So we jokingly referred to our meet up as ‘second base.’ And we kinda (as i would say) smashed the bases. To me that’s naturally amazing. There were parts of the evening where in which i caught him staring at me, when i wasn’t looking…(and we can say anything to each other, we’re good like that. I mean, god he says all sorts…even ‘Did you just burp?’ Hahahaha.) But yeah….I caught him staring at me and straight away i’d ask ‘why’ and he’d just say ‘ i was just trying to figure out what u were thinking.’ Luckily, i’m good like that. You can ask me what i’m thinking…and i will just tell you. 😉

The night was just wonderful. He is wonderful.

And time flew! Before you knew it…it was last orders. But it was strange because the evening felt so eventful that I didn’t want it to end…yet time kept moving…fast…but we sort of went from two people who had never seen in each other, who began chatting online…to two people that, by whatever time last orders at Tattu occurred…were just all in sync and naturally doing life.

It was funny because when we left, there was only one umbrella laid by the door, as we walked out. Yet when we walked in, the side wall was literally FILLED with umbrellas, laid on the floor entrance. Hundreds of them. AND SOMEONE STOLE OUR UMBRELLA. Lol. So we were left with the cutest, tiniest, see through, white rimmed girly brolly and like the decent people that we are we in turn stole that one and we walked arm in arm, under it, through the Manchester streets, under the night stars, on our giant Earth ball. Life really mattered that that point. I mean, Lots happened that evening from start to finish, but you kind had to be there….all that’s between us. Telling you the experience, is never as good as being there and experiencing it. There was an energy.

We spooned all night (i like a spooner, as i am the most affectionate and expressive chick on the entire planet, but it’s important to be able to share energy)….and like i said, Friday morning, i woke up to the most amazing soul/human/man that I could ever know…and all from a message weeks ago, that read, ‘that Eton mess looked amazing.’

I want to see him again…like now. 🙂









Pins, Manchester & Privates


There you go! A random bit of ‘no reason’ sexiness for you. Cheers! Fill up my inbox with nonsense. Yippee! 🙂

Anyway, I’ve had a great day. I’ve been feeling pretty ‘over the moon,’ y’know bubbled over with that natural ‘joie de vivre.’ I’m sarcastic and i’m witty, but there’s certainly a sense of warmth to me. My heart (which is of a lioness) is all of gold and when looking for a partner…I’ll go for the same. I like a man to be a man, yet also my best friend, my lover, funny…i like funny and because i’m a plank. By nature, i’m more silly than glammy, high maintenance. Yeah, i’ve done nice things, but i’ve paid for all those nice things by myself and i’m sincerely quite happy to kick it with you with a kebab at home. I’m both. I’m a bit of everything. I mean, I’m not soooo sarcastic and witty that i’m unemotional and cold. I’m warm. I love, love. Yet it’s just really hard for me to describe myself to you, unless you actually know me, i guess?

Oh and please stop with the Facebook inbox, dick pics which is followed up with shouting at me. Lol. I might not reply…and I don’t, I’m sorry. Yet i do see them and it’s DULL now. If you really wanted to impress a girl, well a girl like me anyway, who thrives off chemistry, mental stimulation, humour and romance,  i don’t think you would do it that way, would you? I get it, if i’m yours and we’re dating and we’re being sexy, that’s fine. I very much adore intimacy with the guy that i’m with. But introducing yourself to a chick with a dick pic, or with four pleasant lines in and then a dick pic…(i’m not that much of an easy pull Lol. I’m old…but not stupid. Hahaha) is not going to win her over. It makes me think that you can’t use your brain…and that to me is devastating.

Anyway, I have another blog coming up soon, in regards to my time at Hatfield dental, which was amazing. The service was excellent and the place is so fresh. Utter professionals, amazingly friendly and well any team that could put up with my dramatics deserves trophies. I felt so comfy that i simply laid back and let the drillings and the fillings and all sorts occur. I do venture back before i start work again, as i did have my botox, yet I only got my teeth impressions molded. So they will get whitened shortly. However i did have a filling and I didn’t remember that i was having that! Lol Well i’m telling you too much, i’m saving it for the next blog. It’ll be a goody. I feel like i had sooo many things in my wedged in my mouth all at one time. HILARIOUS.

I’ve managed to enjoy Mummy time today and lunch, whilst manically ordering school uniforms, to get fast tracked to me in time for the new school year. Lol. So organized. It totally cost a bomb. 🙁

I also shot earlier in the day for a bloggers magazine cover. Again, i’ll not tell you about that now, yet i will say it was fun and i’m so lucky to have been frisbeed the opportunity, yet i definitely got the piss taken out of me, which is nothing really, as i come in glitter skin. 🙂 I’m not a being who takes myself seriously, yet i do want to perform well at everything I do…so in that sense, i’m driven…i like to get it right. So I can zone out to a piss take OR throw it right back at cha. 😉

TOMORROW, I am venturing off to Manchester to see a guy that i’m gonna name ‘Eton Mess.’ I’m excited to meet him because we get along really well and i’ve been trying to meet for a while now. Yet in life, timing is everything, so you meet people when you are meant to meet them. I find him really interesting, funny, a good soul, polite. We’ve built up a pretty random good friendship. But i’m looking forward to seeing him, as something just tells me that I have to. And like i said TO him, in a mist of other’s he’s sort of like a ‘light.’ He’s hilarious and unlike some he actually managed to get to know me. But i did talk and reply to him…as well…simply…i was interested. Well I am interested, should I say. He’s impressive. He’s funny. And i’m not really gonna tell you too much about it, as i don’t want you to know. 🙂 I just want it to be ‘us’ and life.

So tomorrow i’m doing that…I’m off to see ‘Eton Mess’ in Manchester. Hopefully it will pan out, as we’ve never managed to meet before.

I’ll leave you now by telling you that my ‘pins’ are back in! Stood making a petrol station coffee this morning, a guy walks by and says ‘Those legs have made my day Love!’ Then later on…Dave at the supermarket,

‘God, that’s a bit short for you, isn’t it.’ 😉

‘Look at you sliming around me just because i’ve got my legs out.’

MY NEGLECTED LEGS now have a life! HAHAH. Step aside boobies, these pins still goddit down!



Off to Hatfield Dental


So today I have FINALLY managed to get my kitty booty to one of the nation’s absolute best dental specialists, Afsar Hussain, at Hatfield Dental Care in Doncaster, where in which I will be getting my little teeth whitened (and properly, as gosh the dosh we all spend of the instant whitening fixes ends up racking up to huge’not worth it’ amounts. This time i’ve headed for quality, because like with anything in life…it is soooo much more fulfilling.)

PLUS, for the first time ever…and because i’m jiggly smack bang in the middle of my thirties, tipping over the edge to the wrong side of that decade, when my December birthday comes, today…I am going to go through my first BOTOX experience. I’ve never had it before, but so many people i know have and to be quite frank…they look great.

I’m not nervous, I’m really excited and because i’m in the best of hands. Afsar is literally amazing at what he does. I trust him and I he’s amongst many of the great dental experts. He’s up there with them constantly honing his craft. I didn’t even know that you could get botox at your Dentists! Did you?? But you can…and it’s important that you go to a dental or medical specialist, as it’s much safer than popping into your local beauty salon and simply because the are heavily regulated and always need to be on board and complaint with the law.

But yes, i’m getting my teeth done and saying ‘bye’ to being a botox virgin. At the time, I wasn’t even nearly thinking about getting my lips filled, as needles scare me around that area, so i shyed away from it. However, now…i’d actually get that done also. It’s like when i got my boobs done. Everyone told me not to, but I went to the most professional bunch of surgeons and now almost every day of my life since that day, I am told that I have a decent set. 🙂 Lol. I’ve had no problems or complications.

Right, incase you need your memory refreshing, as it was a merry while ago…I have already had my consultation. I’ve had my teeth analysed and my face studied…and i’m ready. I’m having molds for my teeth created today and i feel really comfortable and that’s the sign of a great specialist. I mean gosh i’ve known Afsar for years. We went to school together. He is the most intelligent, yet creative being by nature and not only does he take his work seriously, as it is his passion, he’s driven, he loves what he does….Yet he also delivers his skills with a warmth, a friendliness, yet a direct attitude to what he believes you do or do not require. (That makes him a good person by nature also, which is always makes you feel so much better!)


I’m en route to Hatfield Dental now to go say ‘hi’ to Afsar and his team for a 1 o clock appointment…

and well…I’ll tell you how it all goes. (No pressure Afsar 😉 )



Nothing was better than laying in bed this morning, as the clock struck Monday ‘glorious’ Morning and I knew that I didn’t have to jump up out of bed, change two Baby Wunna’s, rush around like a mad women, do my hair, makeup and get ready for work. Monday ‘glorious’ morning was nothing short of a marvel.

Then it kicked in and got crazy, as my first born decided she wanted to do everything under the sun again and just like that lol, the blissful peace of Wunna world, got busy.

All i’m gonna say is, that I ADORE being Mum. I love it. I have a sassy daughter and a loving son and they mean the absolute world to me. YET OH MY GOD, when you’re a Mum that works constantly…’stay at home’ mummying, even just for a week is a muscle that you are NOT USED TO EXERCISING. Lol. I’m flipping SHATTERED! HAHAHA. They are currently running circles around me. I want to reach for my pencil dress and get back to the office! Lol. Jesus Christ! It’s mayhem and let me tell you, i’m as positive as can be, when it comes to humaning. I’ll be there for them or anyone I care about, give them the world, adore them, inspire them…as I know just how much that moment of focus means to a being, let alone my own loin fruit. Yet, I’M ‘Holy Moly’ EXHAUSTED! Lol. I need gin! Then we watched ‘Finding Dori’ at the cinema this afternoon, which i found stressful. Lol. My mind couldn’t deal with the fact that Dori kept forgetting stuff every 3 seconds. It stressed me out. But thank god it had a happy ending, otherwise I would’ve needed therapy afterward! Lol.

Going to a dark, snuggly, cinema, at 11.40am is odd. The cinema is definitely a night time thing. The magic, the fantasy, comes alive at night. I was all cosy, all safe, all warm and then an hour and 40 minutes later, I found myself in the blistering BRIGHT, BRIGHT, OH SO BRIGHT BRIGHT day light, forcing Nando’s down my neck and trying to function in the shock of ‘it’s day.’

I’m home now and chilling in a cricket jumper and pants.

I’m trying to do a giant clear out, as it’s my favourite kind of past time, throwing things out. I hate clutter. I need SPACE. I’ve found all sorts of hoopla and certainly made a vow to no longer purchase shite. I mean GOD, a bunny tail thong!!!!! Why have i even bought that? In case I want to put it on and hop around my bedroom …ALL MY OWN, for kicks. What a treat! (I didn’t throw it out though. It might come in handy one day. 😉 Hahaha. I enjoy a bit of ‘dress up.’ Old computery stuff that probably still works, got thrown out, but not a bunny tail thong. Lol. Welcome to my world.)

My love life and sex life is ace, as that Facebook saying goes, ‘it’s like a Ferrari….i don’t have one.’ 🙂 …and I actually FEEL GREAT! 🙂 I’m on top of it all and driving my emotional ship with a wiggle, a wink and a peace sign. I feel liberated.

I’m a decent soul and i’ll pick a decent soul when my path crosses with a human that i’m so inspired by that i can’t not be without them, a human who sees the world through the same eyes as I, is stimulating,works hard, loves boldy, is kind, is a great father, has a spirit that plays well with mine and someone that I can’t keep my hands off. It’s not that hard to find. It’s a gradual process, that develops and once you know that you want to at least have a go at trying life with that being, you just know. It’s that simple. And i’ll know straight away, from the moment that I actually meet them.

Life is an adventure…enjoy it. If you’re ever stressed out, your are not in the right connection and that’s not a bad thing, as people meet people throughout their entire journey and sometimes you can think you’re in the perfect ‘forever’ fit, when really it was just for that time. And vice versa…You can think something is just a path cross for that moment and find that it has ended up being forever.

In my mind it’s about being open to that and embracing it. I love new chapters as i’m a champion at it. But i reckon i have a pretty good grasp at what life is about…and that my dolls, is simply down to experience. 😉













Flowers, Chills & Inboxes


I’m off work nine days and I adore work, i’m quite dedicated to anything that I commit to, yet it’s essential at times that you *peace out* for a second to indulge in fun, family, love, balance, and no work, in order to refuel and fully appreciate everything that you’ve kinda got going on in your own little world. And we all have different things going on in our worlds, don’t we? Yet it’s all wedged into one big world, as we rent air space and take it all too seriously. Lol. (How many fricking times can I say ‘world’ in 4 minutes. Lol)

Anyhow, I’m loving it. I spent entire first day indulging Ruby and Junior with anything their hearts desire. We loved, we laughed, we fought, we golfed, we rode electric animals, we lunched, we snow coned, we danced, we cried, we did EVERYTHING! And they adored it so madly and more because they had Mum with them for the full whack, without waving them off to go to work, which quite frankly made me smile. It’s bloody shattering though. Hahaha. I’m young spirited, but my body is too old for this much energy. Luckily wine has been invented by The Gods for Mums. And I got my nails done, so the world is at peace once more.


And all I can is that you know that you have the best work mates when they feel your pain and whinney moments of bitter and as a surprise to make you smile, they send you flowers to the office! AWWWWWWWW! I literally jumped for joy and definitely spent a full hour waltzing with them around the office. It made the others bitter, so now a chain has occurred. Lol.

This conversation happened..

‘I told her to get you a cactus or a really shit plant. Lol’

‘Ugh. You’re being annoying with your flowers, you turd.’

‘One minute she was trumping in McC’s office and the next she’s dancing around like Miss. World.’

‘As if you’ve kicked off and got flowers! You should try that with a pay rise. 🙂 ‘


I mean God we laughed about it and well ‘Double B’ can’t talk, she had cookie stuck to her face. She didn’t deserve flowers. Lol. But we were literally so busy, that i had to quit the waltzing and get busy.

However, I will say that I was genuinely surprised and i’m NEVER SURPRISED because I always reckon I’m ahead of the game. And even though we laughed out loud to it all…from the bottom of my heart it meant the entire world to me. I’ll remember it always. It made me internally glow and it was just great to know that someone was lovely enough to send love my way and simply out of kindness….because it mattered to me. LOTS! 🙂 🙂 I am still beaming! I thanked ‘The Mighty’ for it, as no one does anything like that for me.

Then ‘McC’got drunk on her own that night…and send me ‘i love you too’ texts, in the form of adoration and swearing. 🙂 I adore ‘McC’ as we have the exact same sense of humour. She’s evil but disguises it better than I do because she’s all blond and ‘nicey nicey’ looking! HAHAHA. We have THE BEST sarcastic bantz. Unrepeatable…yet that’s why we end up in absolute stitches!

We’re all actually getting closer and closer and I’m loving it. It’s sort of like new relationships, as first you’re happy, yet sizing each other all up…and then you get all comfy and know that you’re in your happy place so you can embrace being yourself because they’ll love you anyway.

My love life? I’m still a super happy singleton and i’m enjoying it. The past week or so, like i said, i’ve simply thrived of loving the life that I have and i feel so lucky. There’s been no date, love or sexy chat. My inbox has been pinging as always, yet I’ve had other things to enjoy like family, work and life in general. I haven’t been sooo…well…needy really? I’m happy. I’ve got my swag RIGHT BACK! And when chicks have their swag right back, you can tell, as it seems we become more attractive by accident, we glow because we feel whole, no matter what situation we’re in, whether we’re single, like Moi, dating, married…when we are whole, we glow because we’re happy. Same with guys.

And you can tell when people aren’t happy as they scramble round for anything with distrust or a sense of emergency, behind a bit of charm and a smile. That’s when we as humans make the absolute wrong love decisions…lol…y’know…when we’ve hit panic button. I’ve been there. Don’t worry if that’s you.

But no, right now, I’m chipper! Wunna land feels AWESOME. We could wham pinatas for no reason and hope 100 dollar bills fall out in glitter, we’re that positive. I’m surrounded by amazing souls which makes all the difference.

I will say that everyone needs to lighten up a bit. I mean GOD, on Facebook everyone’s moaning at something, or someone…or life. We haven’t got it that bad have we? Yeah it’s normal for humans to go through rough patches. But patches are patches and they get sewn up with either exciting new beginnings for cuddled with an ‘i’m sorry’ from the past.

Lighten up. It’s not all bad. Have a rum. Relax. Love. De clutter ya stress bucket.

I got ‘egged’ the other day, you didn’t get ‘egged’ 🙂 and it weirdly made me smile, so chill. To be honest it was like The Gods, shone down on me. One moment i was in traffic getting shit thrown at my car by idiots and then the heavens immediately opened, a horrendous down pour of rain came down and within moments, as i drove to the next stop light…my car was egg less and brand spanking new again and they were stood out in the rain. Lol. I smiled. Don’t waste your time chucking eggs at people. Lol. It’s funny. Why would you choose to spend your time doing that? 🙂 Haha. But on a more serious note…don’t do it when i have the children in the car, you dickheads. *Just saying*


Oh and if you want to feel good for a moment, stand by a bin. I did and some really lovely old grandad came up to me and told me i was ‘beautiful.’ Standing by a bin, a mucky one…helped this. 🙂

Today, I chilled, got ready for travels. I then had cups of tea and read poetry.

What did you get up too?








Flowers, Flowers, Everywhere Flowers


Today was great!

I’m feeling wonderful. I’m feeling empowered. I’m feeling…fun..i guess is the word. 😉

I’ve been at work all day and like i’ve always said, i cannot even explain to you, how lucky I feel to be around such a great bunch of humans. You don’t get that often. Well…no…maybe I do. At my last job, I was really close to everyone and i love them madly. I’d always say we were like one big happy, dysfunctional family. However, now, in my new chapter..we’re like one big sassy family…that actually functions. 🙂 To me, we’re the best people on the planet. *Lip gloss here.*

Everything was honest, open and motivational…and then the words ‘oh great, this day’s already going shit’ were uttered…and  it all got hilarious.

So today, was the day where in which  ‘The Mighty’ kept recieving surprise flowers to the work place. I love love, people and flowers, all that jazzy hoohaa…so at the beginning all was well.

Yet, then i found, when SURPRISE ‘I love you’ flowers kept arriving, ALL NOT FOR ME Lol…I got more and more jealous and bitter during the process. HAHAHA. It was hilarious.

‘Oh yeah. Lovely. More flowers NOT FOR ME. I’ll just place them there.’


I was DYING!!! Hahaha. My soul was destroyed. It was hilarious. We DIED WITH LAUGHTER.

I mean, how lovely is that. Her HUSBAND, had flowers delivered to the office, all glammy all perfect, all filled with romance and thought…that matched The Mighty’s KITCHEN. (It was sooo romantic that it has set a standard in Wunna land. I adore watching ladies get treated with love.)

But before that…I threw a tantrum, as everyone found it hilarious that I kept recieving NO FLOWERS FOR ME. HAHAHA. (I mean no guy that I would ever chose to date would ever think to deliver flowers to my work place to make me smile. UGH! Keiran, my ex husband was actually MASSIVELY romantic and would send me flowers all the time. Yet they usually came with an aftermath tag that read ‘Sorry…off to Ibiza with the boys..’ or ‘Hey…sorry…i’m leaving you.’ Lol. Obviously the tag didn’t say that…and i’ll give him his romantic dues. He is the most romantic man on the planet. His girlfriend is lucky in that respect. But i did however notice, that whenever i would recieve romance from him…it was to balance out whatever he was about to do that was evil. Lol.)

Shush, he’d let me say that, we’re still great friends….and more importantly parents.

Anyway, today’s flowers to ‘The Mighty’ had no aftermath tag and were all in the name of love….HOW CUTE!

So, there i was moaning, splattered, face down on my desk, with my arms cradling my head out of bitterness, throwing a tantrum AND Y’KNOW WHAT MY LOVELY COLLEAGUES of great sympathy said,

Well this conversation happened…

‘Do you want me to put the flowers next to you, so you can see them…’

‘WHAT! NO! So I can look at how they’re NOT FOR ME!!!’lol

‘Do you want some cake?’

‘WHAT!!! Now in my hour of depression, YOU’RE TRYING TO MAKE ME FAT! As if you would sabbotage me like that! I mean GOD, kick a girl when she’s down. Great whilst she’s low, feed her cake and then she’ll also have no flowers and be overweight.’


It was actually hilarious. We all just hit the *pause* button and pissed ourselves with so much laughter we cried.

I love, love and i love that there are guys out there who remember to adore their wives and remember to send them surprise flowers to work to make them smile. How lovely. It makes ME smile. (Even though a guy called me a ‘dickhead.’ Lol.)

Then because i was being a Bitter Betty and figured i needed to make the world right again and search for the positive, AND because we had a conversation previous about how i buy my daugther flowers to show her that I love her….on my route home, i stopped by and grabbed Ruby a bunch of her favourite yellow lillies and peach roses. It made her smile, so i passed on the love. What goes around comes around.

Then my car broke down and I had to fix it by myself in a pencil dress on the street. FFS!


Today on the whole was great. It was fun. We made chick memories.

And i think, with me, for guys, or people, infact anybody in particular lol who doesn’t know me personally, or see me everyday, or is close to me, it’s hard for them to imagine what i’m actually like as a person, as you’ll see a selfie, read a blog….and then make a judgement. Which is normal human behaviour. It’s natural.

Yet after reading a whole bunch of inboxes this evening…I’m actually really different to how a lot of people may view me. I’m not that serious. I’m sassy, but with a kitten light heartedness. I’m positive. I’m fun. I’m sarcastic, silly, but dynamic. I’m open minded and gleeful, yet not to be messed with. 🙂 It’s kinda hard for me to describe myself. But after reading today’s inbox messages, i know that i am different to how you guys perceive me. I think unless you’ve worked closely with me, dated me, went to school with me or are one of my LA friends who i grew up with, it’s hard for you to understand me? It must be? BRANDON, I’M MISSING YOU. (Brandon, is one of my close LA guy friends who i adore, who has been through a rough time of recent. I feel like i just need to be near him for a cuddle. He’s such a good person. I adore great souls.)

But anyway…

To be fair, i’m a happy singleton. I have nothing going on in my love life right now…and it doesn’t one bit feel bad. I feel all glowy. I’m beaming.

I didn’t blog over the last few days because i just wanted to chill and spend time doing life and being with the people that i adore, being Mum, being just normal. I loved it.

I’ve been busy, I’ve had a lot on. I’ve been stressed. But right now i’m dandy.

I’ve had sooooo many friends this week, have soooooooooooooo many awful things occur in their lives, what i call a ‘curve ball’. they’ve been pulled through the ringer and back…divorces, deaths, break ups, new chapters…all sorts. And  i’m there for them every step of the way, as I AM THE FRIEND that everyone comes to for support and a bit of Wunna love…But i’m kinda luckily because like i said before, in my life, i have no drama in it AT ALL right now. Just love, life, friends, work and family. It’s perfect.

Things couldn’t be better! AND i’ve just realized that not only is it the weekend tomorrow, but i’m off for an entire week…*Cue: Fun*














Nothing Short of Sexy & Afro’s


The weekend has been super productive. I’ve smashed it. I’ve fitted in time with the children, where I got to love and spoil them. Time with my parents & brother, where I got to make sure they know that I care. Time for myself, that I thought i needed, yet didn’t need at all…then all the little bits of ‘getting ready for work,’ travel and mental ‘tick lists’ were achieved. I’ve also been super productive…emotionally. There’s been a secret ‘tick list’ going on in my head…let’s say, a ‘tick list’ that cleans up the garbage, sets you back on unsoiled land and just like that, over the weekend, as i ‘ticked,’ or ‘crossed,’ i couldn’t have felt more EMPOWERED and we as women NEED to feel a sense of empowerment, because when we do and when we’re also appreciated, we become the most loving, secure and well pretty much most amazing creatures EVER. 🙂 *Pout*

Today, I sort of had a busy afternoon. The babies do their Sunday brunches with their Daddies. (This morning after I did my face, Junior looked at me through the mirror and said, ‘Mummy you look beautiful.’ AWWWWWW. I’ve trained him well. lol.) So, anyway, once I had dropped off and kissed them farewell, i had to get going to sort out, all kinds of  busy busy errands.

My first stop was Leeds. Met people. Had drinks. Chattered. Sorted stuff out. Hopped on the train and got myself to Manchester. I used to go to Manchester an awful lot and it seems that I haven’t been in ages. I forgot how much I loved it. I mean, I love Leeds madly and know it so well. I pretty much love anywhere i find myself to be honest. I loved Hollywood. I love Pontefract. I’m just a chick who can see the good in things, places, situations and people more than I can see the bad. It’s just the way i’m wired and it’s not because i’m all ‘rose tinted glasses,’ as i’m far too sassy and sarcastic for that. It’s simply because i get the whole ‘life’s too short’ thing and well I guess we can just say there is never a time where in which i do not feel lucky.

Manchester was fun. I did all that I had to do. Chatted. Drank. Enjoyed my brief meeting. Then i figured, once it was over, that I couldn’t be bothered to just jump straight back on a train and rush about, so instead I chilled on my own for a bit and did cocktails, whilst writing, messaging ‘i feel rough’ folk, who didn’t find me and then talking to strangers, who kept…well talking to me. Lol. I was at The Bluu Bar in the Northern Quarter and the bartender chick kept coming up with concoctions for me to ‘try.’

Then…I got bored and fast. (Even ‘people watching’ got dull and i adore to people watch.) I like my own company…A LOT. Haha. Yet, after a while, moments are only good for me, when i’m sharing them with others. I’m tolerant. But i get bored really fast. I guess i just wanted energy and around me, it all seemed pretty… ‘flat.’ My mind wasn’t being stimulated. It is ALWAYS my mind that needs to be stimulated.

So, I drank the rest of my cocktail and I tottered back through the streets of Manchester, hopped straight back on a train and let my phone run out of charge. It felt good. I was happy as can be.

I got to Leeds train station, after being mesmerized the entire journey by this lady with a giant afro, who kept nodding off to sleep and then *nodding down* so hard that she’d wake herself UP, lol…She did it about 400 times and i have no clue why i found it hilarious. It’s awful when you fall asleep on public transport. I once fell asleep on a plane to New York from LA and must have got sooo comfy that I had rested my head on this guy’s ‘suit’ shoulder, with my mouth wide open and with a drool dribble. HAHAHA. I shocked myself up because his shoulder must have got uncomfy and he couldn’t be more polite about it. HAHAHA. I think i accidentally half spooned him.

Anyway, i got to Leeds train station feeling all independent, grateful for the things that I had, grateful for everything that I stood for and for the person i kinda slowly see myself becoming….It feels great! But then it was like everything around me turned into this weird ‘just sound’ jungle of blurr. I walked passed a really angry woman who was nagging and shouting at her husband like he was the scum of the Earth for bringing her a tea instead of a coffee. I looked to my left and overheard a conversation between, I guess a girl and guy friend, where the guy was demanding that she did not let ‘HIM TO THIS TO HER,’ as she looked all upset at life. I walked a bit further and there was a tired mum, looking depleted with her three children rushing around her with their manic ‘luggage on wheels.’ A group of guys talking about ‘chicks they were going to nail.’ Two teenage girls trying too hard to be gobby and much older than they actually were. A group of girls all dressed up, yet secretly looking through the corner of their eyes, for their Mr.Rights…ANYWHERE, hidden behind laughter and a guy, from another land, who sat alone on his luggage, who looked like he had no one but himself.

I was happy anyway, but it was in that moment, where in which i stopped. I smiled. I looked around. I flung my bag over my shoulder, held my head up and merrily strutted through it ALL without a worry in the entire world.

I have none of that drama in my life right now 🙂 because I chose all the right things for me….It took me some time, but i did it….and boy does it feel amazing. Don’t sell yourself short and always be loyal to what you believe is right.

I strutted onto Platform 17b and took the (what we would call,) the scruffy ‘Knottla’ train home with a *glow* and a *beam* that was nothing short of sexy.



Double B, Gay Wayne & ME


Yesterday afternoon was great. There was a moment where in which I peeked over an orange desk divider, saw someone who i adore ‘drowning’ in life and in a moment of sarcastic laughter, I smiled, looked to my left, noticed that ‘my left’ had also witnessed the sorry sight of what i’ll call ‘Double B…Help Me,’ (hahaha)….so after salads (because a girls got to eat before she attempts to save the world,) we hovered around the girly, who never dare ask for help, but looked like she made need a ‘step in’ and armed with Post It’s, smiles, RIGHTS, hands ready to file, determination, harsh voices and heels…we scurried and rushed MADLY around our little ‘Double B’ and turned ‘darkness’ to light, put ORDER where there was chaos…..and we did it with sass and smiles.

And in that moment ‘Double B’ looked up at us both, with a sigh and a gentle warmth, eyes that smiles internally, relief that vaped out her system, pushed her swizzle chair back and let us get on with it.

It wasn’t the ‘order’ that had made her smile, it was the simple fact that without her asking, as she has her pride, don’t we all, two chicks, from the ‘other side of the orange divider’ had spotted that she might need a lifeline and instead of letting her drown and struggle…they…well WE, hair tossed, grew ten feet tall and bothered to not only care, but actually strut ahead and help.

All you heard in that moment was this:

‘What’s this for?’

‘Give me that!!’

‘Label that.’

‘I’ll do that.’

‘Sort that out! That’s not right.’

‘What is THIS??’


‘Right…throw that away. You’re sorted.’

That’s what mattered and it’s moments like that, that bring people closer together, right? Without having to say anything, because we’re all feisty chicks, our ‘eye talk’ said it all. *Grins. Nods. You’re not on your own. Winks.*

Don’t get me wrong, we weren’t mushy or kind or lame about it. Hahaha. We’re Yorkshire. We’re ‘take it on the chin’ chicks. As well..i’m certainly not mushy by nature, ESPECIALLY when i help people. I don’t offer sympathy, i tend to just share strength, or tough love. Lol. However, i know in my life that there have been hundreds of times, where in which life has tumbled a giant bucket of stress all over my world and i’ve sat with a smile, hoping TO GOD (haha) that some human somewhere would just throw me a Goddamn lifeline or a GIN. Lol. And it’s because of that, that i’ll never let anyone drown.

Afterward we just went back to the other side of the ‘orange divider’ like nothing had happened. It was only later when ‘Double B’ mentioned it to…what should i name her? ‘The Mighty’ yeah…that’ll do. In Double B’s  moment of ‘this has happened and i feel much better for it’….The Mighty smiled, looked over the orange divider and quietly mimed the words ‘THANK YOU.’ That put the full stop on the end of the madness. life was flipped back to ‘okay’ again.

Then like the world did a U turn…there I was all coat on, handbag, ready to begin ‘weekend’…and my world hit *pause* as the same thing happened again…BUT TO ME! Hahaha.

The accidental closest people to you, other than your family, partner…your cat, your dog, your wine bottle 🙂 are the ones that you see every single day, of almost every day of the year, all day, every minute…and well you are much closer than you realize to these folks as they see you daily and know you better than anybody!!

So, there i was..all normal and all ready to walk out the door…and this sentence happened…

‘I’ve got a view on your blog,’ (and a sort of face followed that statement, which sort of read… ‘i need to tell you because you’re being an absolute tit.’ Hahaha.And i love that because at times, you need those people to ‘step in’ and throw you a ‘reality check.’ It’s only your ‘closest’ that will do that to you, for you…and mainly because they think ‘you’re better than being a tit.’ Lol I’m the exact same way. I am the friend that will bluntly tell you what i think and the truth. 🙂 Yet not negatively…just to remind you how great you really are. It’s positive…honest! Lol

Anyway, long story short…this is what happened…

‘I’ll be on my lunch and i’ll just go on your blog for a read, like you do, for something to do…and you’re a good writer, but i get so frustrated and literally want to start screaming at your blog because if i didn’t know you personally and just read your blog, i’d think you were some blond, dizzy, airhead, that’s all needy, attention seekery and lost… AND IT’S SO F****** ANNOYING because in REAL LIFE, and i know because i see you EVERY DAY, all day, you’re absolutely NOTHING LIKE THAT, you’re SENSIBLE and…’ (then she looks at Double B and says) ‘Am i being harsh??’ HAHAHA.

Double B is shyer than we are, so just starts to put her down and LAUGH, whilst saying ‘I thought that tooo…I mean you’re REALLY INDEPENDANT and REALLY different to your blog.’

(Note: I’m not think any of this is harsh, as i’m a direct girl and i love it, when people speak their mind…i was giggling but absorbing.)

‘I mean, you’re attractive and i don’t know if it’s a persona, or if you really feel like that sometimes, or if you’ve just had a bunch on wine before you start blogging that makes sound like that…but you need not to! Lol. It’s so frustrating and obviously you’re not going to find it easy to date, as these guys, who DON’T ACTUALLY KNOW YOU, are going onto this blog, whether they say they are or not and seeing you in a light that you’re really not. I mean, you’re so down to earth and together…and…JUST…well…people don’t need to know EVERYTHING. Call a chick friend or something and leave those bits out of the blog.’

And i smiled because they were right.

We even stood outside afterward for 20 mins talking about life, the blog, all sorts.

‘I know it must be harder for you anyway to date, but you’re not selling yourself right because you’re not that weird high maintenance, dumb chick.’

We laughed, but i listened….and then we decided Friday nights should be about an after work drink in the future.

Then Double B and I walked onward to our cars…

Unfortunately for me, i told a bunch of teenage boys off the other day, so now whenever i walk out of work, they wait for me on a bench to ridicule me and shout things at my body parts. Lol. Idiots. 🙂  Double B, just smirked when she saw the teenagers, said that i was now ‘on my own’ and that she ‘couldn’t walk with me’ lol…and left me to it. HAHAHA.

But i loved because during that drive home, i felt EMPOWERED! I WAS BACK. It put everything back into perspective.

Today i was meant to be in London but i didn’t end up going, but it was great because i spent the entire day with The Wunna’s, the babies and with laughter.

To finish on a humourous note, i was on my lunch yesterday and outside some underwear store opposite Marks & Sparks in Pontefract, this guy spots me and comes to chat…

‘Hey. I think i know you?’

‘Hi. You on your lunch?’

‘No, i’ve been on a job interview. I work at Haribo. You met me once with friends….’

(I actually completely remembered, but said nothing.)

Then the weirdest thing happened. Out of nowhere, whilst he was chatting to me, he says,

‘You know Big Gay Wayne, who manages Biggies?’

‘Yeah.’ (I have no clue who that is?? Lol But just went with it.)

‘Well i apparently, i was sooooooooo drunk at the weekend, sooo drunk that i can’t remember anything and i kissed him!’

‘Hahaha. What? Are you even gay?’

‘No!!!! Apparently, he went to kiss me and i was so pissed, i went for it? I just needed to tel someone to get it off m chest, i feel sooo much better now. HAHAHA.’

‘You needed to tell someone, so you chose ME, the TOWN BLOGGER!!!’

‘SHIT!!! INFACT NO…IT DOESNT MATTER…You don’t even know my name.’

‘ I do…it’s…’ (and i won’t put it on here….lol…but i knew his name.)

He just laughed, said he’s glad to have gotten it off his chest…and i left this path with a… ‘i best get back to work.’

SEE! I’m this weird being that people like to tell things to, as i’m oddly approachable, during times of need. HAHAHA

Happy Weekend. Hope you’re having a good one.













Shredding, Accents & Quality Street Choices


Sometimes in life you’ve just got to ‘shred’ shit. Y’know, take all the stuff that doesn’t mean too much to you and with courage, a smile and a whole lot of ‘Va voom’, group it into a bundle and shove it through the shredded.

Today there was an air of stress, it was calm, it was for no real reason, yet there was an air that swirled slowly, meandering, wandering, looking for bait. It danced around each being that surrounded me and as it passed, it touched each kitty soul causing that being to be caught up in a case of ‘grey fuzz.’ No one knew why, no one knew how, but it caught us all, like a grey glitter cold that couldn’t be shaken off.

Now, by nature, I’m a positive soul and I am a being who can shake ANYTHING OFF. Anything. So i focused on lightening the mood with foolish wit even I myself felt the stress. But I refused to fully commit to a grey ‘limbo’ of uncertainty. Instead, i swung home, breathed it out and got on with life merrily.

*Cue SHREDDER…Lip gloss here.*

Away from all that, life is pretty great. I’ve got a lot going on and i’m balancing it in heels. I’m feeling powerful. I’m feeling shattered. But i’m feeling like a support system and i am at my BEST when i am in a role of support.

I definitely got described as ‘Attitude with Umph’ today and I’ve certainly made the executive decision to choose the next guy i commit to, by assessing his choice in Quality Street. (If you do not know what that is…a Quality Street is a foiled wrapped English choccie, that is shaken into a tub or box and the sold to us for our delight.) Everyone has a favourite, everyone knows the ones that they avoid and i’m a being who will JUDGE YOU on your choice. Lol. It’s vital.

I saw a blond walk away wondering why ‘everyone has left the Strawberry creams?’ I witnessed  an ‘about to go to Marbs’ Blond state that ‘she would eat any really’ but her favourite would always be a Brazil nut and then a Brunette proclaim that she was ‘definitely a Golden Barrel kinda girl.’

I’m a girl who will go for the blue foiled wrapped coconut Quality Street, every time. EVERYTIME. I don’t enjoy the messiness of a Golden Barrel, or Srawberry cream. I’ll eat them if i have to, yet i never HAVE to, so i’m safe. I’m allergic to nuts. So that’s a ‘no go’ and so, the coconut blue foiled choccie choice is my favourite. If you like that too…we should date. Lol

I’ve got so much going on with Mummyhood, work and blogging. I’ve got a social schedule that i daren’t even *peek* at, as incase i can’t fit it in. I do feel stressed, but i know it won’t stick, so i’m fine.

I’m looking forward to a ‘just me’ break and when i say ‘just me’ i mean time where in which i do what I want. I’m booking a trip away for a weekend. I only need a weekend as i’d miss the children far too much and quite frankly, i’d get bored on my own. I like breaks in small doses, as i’m not used to them.

I’ve got the Leeds Lifestyle Awards, the Blogoshpere Magazine thing, I’m currently working with this amazing company where in which ‘celebrities’ (i’m not a celebrity, i’m just infamous) and well when summoned upon we get to design our very own tshirt, for a charity of our choice and with each tshirt sold, all the pennies from that sale head towards helping the cause that you have handpicked. How lovely right! I feel honoured! As if! What a brilliant idea! I love things of that sort. A creative way to raise awareness.

Life is currently great. I’m focused on getting things right and accurate and organized in my head. When you write things be it for a living or for pleasure, work, or play, in any form…you always have DEADLINES and i’m someone who works even better under pressure and when the going gets tough.That’s when my ‘ooh laa’ flourishes and i nail it. So i’m all good. Deadlines…eat cha heart out.

Today i got asked why i like guys with accents? Do i? I didn’t think i had a preference, but i must if someone noticed it, right?

I enjoy people from other places, so i enjoy an American accent, a Southern accent…the list is endless, which means i’m not too picky. Yet it’s less about the accent and more about the fact that it’s different to Me, so it’s interesting. They’re from another place, they have a story to tell that’s different to my normality. I find them more interesting, i guess subconsciously? It’s definitely not deliberate. However i will say that you will lose me at ‘Ey yup!’ 🙂 Not because i’m not down with a Yorkshire boy. I AM YORKSHIRE. It’s just really normal to me…that it’s a bit less interesting than what my mind is accidentally seeking?

Enough of the banter.

I need a wine.