The Week In Pictures...

1. I made over my once brown living room mirror. it's amazing what you can do with some old dried flowers and a glue gun. I like my glue gun, it makes me feel like a super hero :)

2. Two for tea and tea and cakes for two, except really it was three and three had a lot oops. Yes Cora had a friend over to bake and bake we did.

3. Said wears we did bake.

4. New lamp to replace the one I knocked over, although did have my eye on it for a while and was a bit pissed off actually as Morrison's had them in the clearance isle for 5 weeks already with a reduced to clear £10 sticker on them, I come in to get one and they are back on the 'Home' isle £12.99 a pop. Reduced to clear my ass. Gutted. But now has one.

5. My HUGE Tomatoes in the garden.

6. My new tea set, Yes I have a tea set, I can't help myself, I'm oldskool. £2.50 the British heart foundation, four cups, four saucers, one big smile.

7. Yesterday's harvest Out of my garden for today's Sunday dinner, Sausage, Mash, Gravy and Atlas Carrots and Peas, I know random Carrots but cute as :)

8. New rugs. It wasn't enough that in order for me to pass and be put on my tenancy for another year I had to correct the flooring to an adequate flooring solution (moving my downstairs carpets upstairs and getting better insulated ones for downstairs), thus skinting me until this September. But on getting the new carpets, it's been ruined in a few months by a rather able four year old. So needs must Bargain from Netto. £12.99 each.

9. Vintage spice jars, half off. Thankyou Wilkinson.

I have never done a week in pictures before but I got so behind on blogging I thought I better had.

Oddly I don't know where the person in me came from who is all about objects and stuff because I didn't need all this while I was living rough a few years back in London. A bag and a bench did me.

...I think I really now feel settled and that's a good thing, I think...

100th Post! Bargins & Wonder

So yeah I'm skint but not because I've been spending huge amount of money I do not have, I have just snapped up a few unscheduled cheep finds that I had to have, or so I told myself.

First up, this wonderful ex-Primark leopard swing jacket, £4 British Heart Foundation.
Had to move a button to get the bazumas in but worth it I thought.

Secondly, Some much needed bling and also because my other new grey pumps split again due to all my crazy walking.
5 weeks they lasted so a replacement was needed and I thought these £3 in the Peacocks sale were splendid.

And thirdly this pretty ex-Primark dress, £2.99 Red Cross.
It's more a-line than the photo promotes and is a tad too short as in it doesn't cover my fat knees, but I did have something I could attach to the bottom that would make it a good length

That however was black, so I'm in the midst of some fabric beaching.
I have never done this before and have a feeling maybe it's not going to get any whiter than that, but I'm game and we shall see.

If not its leggings ahoy for that dress, what colour I don't know since autumn is on it's way rapidly!

I also bought a blue baggy sweatshirt top in the sale from peacocks in a size 14 for £4, however that baggy style was not so baggy when I got it home and on, I hate it when that happens, so today I took it back.

There was no 16 and they wouldn't refund me because it was a sale item so I was left drudging the sale and found nothing. Then I found myself circling back to those red shoes again.

They sung out my name! and for £14 which was gunna be £4 off with the return, I did it.
I think I'm in love.

My Obsession : Ronnie

STICKAM!



* LOVE hearing his voice *

Where's Wolly?

*or Waldo depending on where you are, always thought Wolly was better though*

Anywho..I am still here, kinda.

Lets just say after the old week of thinkage and then birthday blunders, I came to the conclusion I've let myself be consumed by how my life is now and I'm doing stupid things...

..like, buying clothes but not wearing them because although they are me, my style, a t-shirt and jeans drug on in the morning suits my day of unriviting tasks better...

..like, living in a house that still isn't reflecting who I am and isn't how I want it too be because slapping some paint on here and there will make do...

..like not recognising myself in anything anymore.

Enough.

Step one: Back to basics

Q: What kind of a Mum do I want to be?
A: The kind that teaches. The kind that makes fun out of nothing. The kind that passes things down.


Q: What's the one thing you know you should do but haven't done recently?
A: Spoiled myself for a change.



Q: If you could pick any interior style that screams you, which would it be?
A: Shabby Chic



So I've been asking the right questions and trying to kick myself up the arse and figure out who I am now. Which I think is ample enough explanation as to where I've been hiding.

In other news...

A guy asked me out. I kid you not.

I told him I'd love too but for the fact I was skint and sitterless I would otherwise say yes, to which I got the response that he couldn't believe I had to look after my child all of the time. Followed by him telling me I sounded arsey and to forget about it.

GOBSMACKED.

I mean how hard is it to put together, single mum = one of me, one parent, one person with the responsibility of a child. It amazes me that so many guys are shocked that it's a 24/7 thing!

Clueless wonders.

Anyway the fact that I'm going through some changes and didnt want to come off as arsey, even if I so didnt and he obviously had a hole in his head where his brain should be, I decided what the hell and so the next guy that asked me out, I said yes.

He however stood me up for our date.

MORTIFIED.
* hence the Wolly bit*

It may only have been a home visit date, because of lack of funds and sitter, but the fact all of my neighbors knew about it and witnessed a lack of car pulling up and lights out early meant I couldn't tell a little white lie to save face.

..and to be fair it sent me into panic mode and when he asked if he could come the following night I couldn't breathe. Brain went whiz pop and I convinced myself out of it.

I honestly think I'm really not ever going to be ready to date. More broken than I thought there. Shit.

oh and...I'm taking a break from slimming world.

I did 2 100% weeks and came in with losses then a 3rd week with a cake slip that was covered in my syns, plus uber walking and came in with a gain!

Then Eccles festival + McDonalds + Birthday takeaway + one missed group because Cora was ill and I came in with a loss of 1/2 lb !!!!!

the randomness plus lack of money stressed me and so for a while, until Cora's back in school I'm not going to groups and will have to rejoin when I do go back. However I will be staying on plan ish.