Yay n stuff!!

I haven't updated this properly for ages, and lots of cool things have happened over the last few days that I should've written about!

All this week I've been trying to stick to the Cabbage Soup diet, which consists of eating cabbage soup (strangely enough) every day, along with loads of veg, fruit, and on 2 days fish and chicken. The day when I could only eat vegetables & the soup was really crap, cos I hate veg. Well, I like it with other things, like roast dinner or whatever, but I have a really sweeet tooth, and I honestly would prefer to eat cake all the time; not cos I'm greedy, but I just prefer sweet things! (If that makes sense...?) I tried to bake an onion, but it wasn't cooked properly and I felt sick for ages! *shudders* And I put too much garlic in the soup that day. The diet itself was quite hard, but once I start something, I do tend to stick to it - it's just the starting it that's hard. Anyhoo, I did it, and I lost - wait for it - 12lbs!!!!! In a week!! That's nearly a stone! WOOHOO!!! *does a (much lighter) jig of triumph*

Ooh ooh, Richard sent me copies of like, a million CDs in the post this morning - yay! I'll list them:

Fairport Convention - Liege and Lief
Karine Polwart - Faultlines
Martha Tilston - Rolling
Sandy Denny - The Anthology (disks 1 & 2)
Sandy Denny - Sandy Denny Box Set disk 1
Ushna - Brew it Up!
Rachel Unthank and the Winterset - Cruel Sister
Emiliana Torrini - Fishermans Woman
Alex Parks - Honesty
Kate Rusby - Underneath the Stars
Kate Rusby - Hourglass
Eliza Carthy - Eliza Carthy and the Kings of Calicutt
Eliza Carthy - Anglicana

Phew!! So, that's a good few hours of amazing music to listen to! Woohoo!! (Thanks Dicky! :D )

Aaaand I won a red velvet Laura Ashley armchair on Ebay, which I'm going to get as an Xmas prezzie! Yay! Here it is:




Oh and some people from the Lake District were on Ready Steady Cook, and one of them brought in some Garstang Blue cheese in their ingredients bag! Woot!! So, umm, I was quite excited about that for a few minutes... er, yes.

And one last thing; the second part of Ham's bday present FINALLY arrived today from Ebay, so I can post it at last! (Sorry for the delay Hamcsh! xXx)

Song of the Moment.....

'Minature Disasters' by KT Tunstall

I don't want to be second best
Don't want to stand in line
Don't want to fall behind
Don't want to get caught out
Don't want to do without
And the lesson I must learn
Is that I've got to wait my turn

Looks like I got to be hot and cold
I got to be taught and told
Got to be good as gold
But perfectly honest
I think it would be good for me
Coz it's a hindrance to my health
I'm a stranger to myself

Miniature disasters and minor catastrophies
Bring me to my knees
Well I must be my own master
Or a miniature disaster will be
It will be the death of me

I don't have to raise my voice
Don't have to be underhand
Just got to understand
That it's gonna be up and down
It's gonna be lost and found
And I can't take to the sky
Before I like it on the ground

And i need to be patient
And i need to be brave
Need to discover
How i need to behave
And I'll find out the answers
When i know what to ask
But i speak a different language
And everybody's talking too fast

Miniature disasters and minor catastrophies
Bring me to my knees

Well I must be my own master
or a miniature disaster will be
I've got to run a little faster
Or a miniature disaster will be
Well I need to know I'll last if a little
Miniature disaster hits me
It could be the death of me

I wonder...

If only I could read people's minds... hmm..... *ponders*

New haircut

Yay, had my hair cut!! It's much nicer now - being shorter has made it bouncier & wavier. This isn't the best photo, as it was taken on my camera phone. And WTF is wrong with my teeth?!? It looks like I'm wearing those novely plastic vampire teeth! - terrifying!! :-/

Mmm...

What is it about the mandolin that makes it so scrummy?? Ahhhh...

On second thoughts...

...no.

2nd post of the day.....

Song of the Moment.....

'The Blacksmith' by Steeleye Span

A blacksmith courted me nine months and better
He fairly won my heart, wrote me a letter
With his hammer in his hand he looked so clever
And if I were with my love, I would live forever

Oh where has my love gone with his cheeks like roses
He is gone across the sea gathering primroses
I'm afraid the shining sun might burn and scorch his beauty
And if I were with my love I would do my duty

Strange news is a-come to town, strange news is carried
Strange news flies up and down that my love is married
Oh I wish them both much joy, though they don't hear me,
And if I were with my love I'd do my duty

What did you promise me when you lay beside me?
You said you'd marry me and not deny me.
If I said I'd marry you twas only to try you,
So bring your witness love and I'll not deny you

Oh, witness I have none, save God Almighty
And may he reward you well for the slighting of me
Her lips grew pale and wan; it made her poor heart tremble
For to think she had loved one, and he proved deceitful

A blacksmith courted me nine months and better
He fairly won my heart, wrote me a letter
With his hammer in his hand he looked so clever
And if I were with my love, I would live forever

Uh oh...

Hmm, I had a strange revelation yesterday - I was feeling particularily odd, and was having one of those moments where all your reservations and hesitations disappear, and you wonder why you had them in the first place. I was particularly aware that I was me and not anyone else, and that I was completely responsible for myself and my actions, and what I choose to do/not to do. And actually, that I could do anything (within reason, obviously) and there's nothing to say that it's fated to go one way or the other. It was a strange feeling, but weirdly liberating, and gave me a little hope...
That made me think about something else I've been thinking about over the last couple of days. I haven't spoken to someone in a while, and when I do, I'm scared of what I might say. I might not be able to hold back, and anyway, is there really a point in holding things back, however small, and whether they're good or bad? I mean, it's good to be wary I guess, but what if something happened to you or the other person? Then they'd never know. I wonder if there's any point beating about the bush (ha ha I love that expression - wanted to use it for ages! Erm.) or whether I should just risk it. Not that I'd have any choice if I still feel like I do now.
I have a strange knot of emotion inside me (not quite sure what emotion tho; it keeps changing. One minute I'm laughing for no reason, then suddenly I want to cry.) I need somewhere to direct it, cos it's killing me.