The right path to take.

Caty stood on the edge. 

Not exactly a physical one but a metaphorical one entirely in her mind. She wasn't the type to think about death and suicide and what comes after. She was on a different kind of edge. The kind that no matter how hard she tried she couldn't get away from it. It was going to happen no matter what she did. Life is strange like that. It gives you everything and then quite as suddenly rips it away from you like a severed limb. 

In this one moment she had to decide which path to follow.  Opportunities awaited her at the end of each, all different and unique to one another. 

She just had to choose. 

Left or right? 

East or west? 

She just had to move. 

One step at a time. 

She just had to choose.  

Day three-the toothpaste fiasco

So day three came round and I had to go to the hospital again.

As I said I hate hospitals but as this time I had an appointment and there wasn't going to be much waiting round I was partly happy.

Everything was a challenge.

DB actually had to help me change not undress me :p

Teaching him to make a ponytail was the funniest though. It's strange how something that's so inbuilt in you and every other female in the world, is so hard for a male to do or understand.

But he managed it bless!

So off we went and we were away back home in under an hour with a new smaller cast... That wasn't purple!

So annoyed so I went for luminous yellow instead!!

I had the day off work and so did DB so after a quick visit to asda living to get new set of plates XD

We went home and watched super 8 on our new tv XD

I was happy but I kept getting annoyed at things I couldn't do. You don't realise how much you use the left hand until you loose it.

It kinda got me down a lot actually. It's so frustrating not being able to do the most simplest of things.

It's really strange.

I haven't been sleeping right either.

Day two - The spleen machine.

So I woke up in more pain.

Still I didn't want to go to the hospital,
I hate hospitals, it's where people go to die. In my experience anyways.

I only like watching them through the telly box on greys anatomy or privet practice in the comfort of my own sofa!

But DB dragged me to the car...

"Just in case..."


So off we went to the nearest hospital where the receptionist thought DB was abusing me and sat amongst the injured whilst waiting to see the doc.

I saw one and he sent me to x-ray.

Greeeeaaaat!

Whilst in the waiting room we saw this huge room with a huge X-ray machine in there, looming loomingly (*DB) and staring at me saying...

"You're going to die !!!! Mwahaha!"

It didn't help when DB started jokeing about it being a spleen machine, it was funny though...

Until I had to go into that very room and they told me to lie down on the bed!!

I practically shouted "what?!?" At him and said that it was only my hand!! Dumb nurse!

Didn't even know what needed to be X-rayed!

Anyway after having the spleen machine took pics of my hand we had yet another wait in the waiting room.

The doctor called me in and i think even he didn't think I had broken it as he said..
"Oh yes you have broken it see?!"

I did see and there was a small line going diagonally across the bone connecting the little finger!

Then I went to the fracture clinic and they gave me a temporary cast right up to my elbow! And told to come back tomorrow morning!

I went into the waiting room where DB was waiting patiently for me and declared..
"Yeb it's broken!"


So then DB had to go to work so I came with him so that I could get my iPhone! Which took a while and with the help of little Asian I went away with a lovely iPhone 5!

So I went shopping, retail therapy. But that proved difficult as it took me so long to get my card out of my wallet and it annoyed me even more!! And people kept looking at me as if I had three eyes or something. It's not nice, I kinda know how disabled people feel like being stared at for something you can't help.

But then after DB finished work we went to get our 40 inch tv and monthly food shop, which was less stressful than we thought it was going to be.

My hand was really hurting in the night so I couldn't sleep :(

Day one - the mighty banister.

So this is the story all about how my life got twisted upside down, so id like to take a minute just sit right there, ill tell you how my hand broke....

Ok that didn't work! Ah well I mite as well carry on.

So it was a normal Sunday where me and DB woke up to go to work, I was very excited as pay day was looming and I could get the iPhone 5 and lots of money! So after a relatively quiet day of work filled with silly customers and silly talks of what we were going to wear for the staff doo on the following Tuesday, I met up with DB to go home making a list of all the glorious food we could buy on Monday and also the prospect of getting a 40 inch tv for the living room XD

As we arrived home we remembered that it was time to put the bins out. So DB collected the kitchen bins and I the one upstairs.

We were merely chatting on the stairs as DB emptied the small bin from upstairs to the larger one. I grabbed the now empty bin and turned to run it upstairs when suddenly I was sitting on the top step cradling my hand and tears in my eyes. Thing is I couldn't stop laughing and crying at the same time! I was a blubbering wreck, it bloody well hurt!

But doing the ever faithful test of bending the fingers = not broken we declared that i must have just bruised it a bit.

So after this we put a bag of frozen sausages on it and thought it ouchie but good, we decided to have an Indian take away and it was wonderful! Accompanied by lots of CSI XD

I was happy, in pain but happy.

I couldn't get dressed in my pjs without help though :/

End day one.

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Healthy eating commercial.

So there is a new Healthy Eating Campaign going on tv.

Which is great....but its going about it all wrong!!

Ok yes we need to tackle obesity and general unhealthy living but what people need to realise is that its not about the food you eat exactly its about the amount of it that you eat.

Of course if you eat a fry up for breakfast, then crisps at 11, a mcdonalds for lunch, snack again at 3 then go home you have a massive dinner with no veg or healthy thing aka Pizza and then snack on chocolate untill you fall asleep from a food coma and repeat for the rest of your life then you are going to get fat!

but if you have a mcdonalds for a treat every now and again, or start up running or balance it out by having a healthy something in the day when you know youre going to have a pizza in the night.

Its about excess of fatty food that makes people fat, not the food itself.

Because if you go through life without having a few treats then whats the point in living.

We just had to be clever about it. Not have a pizza every night.

mind you you can have a pizza every night if you want...as long as you go running or exercise in the day.

Its all about balance.

And not give your kids shit foood!!!

yes its easy to just put chips and burgers or whatever in the oven, but in the world we live in today you can put veggies in the microwave., that is just as easy and you wont have fat kids!

Live well, eat well peeps!

Peace out!

Mind sort out #2

So I have been in a writing bleugh recently.

I just couldn't sit down and write when I was in a full time job and now that I'm in a better but less hours job I have plenty of time to write. but every time I attempt it, make myself comfy and get a panad I just can not conceive a good paragraph, maybe I'm being too critical of myself and I need to just write and not think about it again.

So with the help of the awesome art work from my amazing friend 'the little voices' Link to her deviant art here: http://little-voices.deviantart.com/

Artwork property of Hollie Simon and the character of Red is mine!

Isn't he handsome!?! 

After receiving this gift my mind started working again and we talked for ages about plot ideas and various other and so it really did spur me on to write his story down. The thing is it is a saga, i realised that all 4 stories that id been writing separately would go well together and Red is the only constant in all of them and it was really his story, his life and meaning was to find those other characters and ultimately save the world. so now I've got to properly sort it all out and its a bit daunting really. 

HB and BT are coming over on Wednesday night  and were gonna play Risk: Legacy and on the Thursday we are gonna do Write-a-thon again. like we used to at uni and I hope we will be able to write lots and be jolly and get that love back again. 

I decided to print all of them and get their own folders and so I can see them in front of me, to sort out what I need to put in or delete. I cant seem to do it on the computer, I prefer to have it physically in front of me so I can scribble on the paper and all that jazz. 

I'll keep you updated! 

Take 3 - The Revival #1

So yes, I have decided to revive the whole blog thing

(seeing as i have so much more time on my hands now :/ )

So where do i start?

Well me and LT are finally in Cardiff!!! XD

Weve got the House that both of us have been dreaming of, well i have anyway. Its a house that just screams 'us'. Its a two bed and a study semi detached in its own little corner, in a slightly 'poshier' estate (i think its an estate anyway). Its not too small and not too big, its perfect.

And it has a garden!!!! I've always secretly loved the idea of having a garden, for the dog for one thing, and to plant veggies and flowers and herbs. I think it started with helping my nain with her garden that she loved, and now that shes passed away i really want to be at least good at it and i think I've inherited her green thumbs.

Ive managed to grow peppers and basil in our little flat and that was a little test to see if i would be able to grow something, and i can!! so I have big plans for that garden.

Tom has an amazing job that he loves and he is now the bread-winner (which makes his Nan breathe a sigh of relief) and i am happy in my new job but the only downside is that it is only 17 hours. ive been getting between 30-40 hours overtime because of Christmas but now that it is January it will go back down with the 'possibility' of overtime.

I don't know what to do with myself, but hopefully i can get over the 'hump' that ive found out about myself and that is i don't finish anything. and i hate myself for it! because its a horrid trait to have and i don't know where its come from.

I guess that's my new years resolution...hopefully.

Recently i have found out what has been making me feel miserable about myself. it wasn't just Debenhams and the evil that was but it was the unseen effects of the Pill i was on. I hadn't noticed it until, with the moving and everything i couldn't get the time to get a new set. so i went without for the month or so and this is what happened:

I lost weight (i was a 34 back now I'm back to a 32, and i don't have much of a belly any more)
I feel like i can enjoy things more and be more laid back. (how i used to be)
whilst i was on the pill my hair was all weak and horrible and tangly, now its starting to look like hair, not dangly bits of horridness.
Also my throat is less dry, and I'm not coughing as much any more  as i had a lot of problems with my throat when i was on the pill (i was on it for about two years).

Need to find something better!

Christmas (where i made the dinner for LT and his mum) was brilliant this year and i spent the first day of the new year with my bitches 'LT and BT' for those that do not know! lol

I am happy with the way things are going, i just wish that money would start to calm down so that we can spend to get things for the house and actually live and not live to pay the rent. We just moved at a time where we needed money for other stuff too such as Venice! XD and Christmas so its been very busy and very expensive couple of months, nut it will calm itself down now i hope!

And so that's the catch up blog!

Expect gardening dilemmas and baking and gaming and awesomeness!

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