I've just noticed that I've started at least three posts now with a greeting of some sort. Wonder what that says about me? Speaking of which, mum picked up a keyring with my name on when she was in Tenerife (you have no idea how hard it is to get things with Lorraine written on them- I really appreciate it when someone finds them for me!). It says 'a name taken from the French region. She is thoughtful, business-like and unpretentious. A straight forward lady; you know where you stand with her'. Today I picked up a copy of the Sunday Times. I like the supplements, so 120 pages of Style goodness sold it to me. And I found this inside- 'Blonde moment', An article written by AA Gill. 'All the associations for blonde were good. Who doesn't like a blonde? The Blonde was fun, liked to eat out, wore high heels and had a dirty laugh. She is witty and intense, quick to take offence and quick to make up. Blondes have opinions, swear and get jokes.' (This is possibly the most random tangent I could have gone on, and it has nothing at all to do with what I originally planned to blog about). Basically, I think at the minute, I'm definitely a blonde. Everyone has a different opinion on my hair colour. Right now, it's the closest it's been to it's natural colour in ages (there is no blonde at the back anymore) but what AA Gill says makes sense to me. I feel like a blonde. I like being blonde. I don't dye my hair to fit in, or be liked, or because of any social connotations that people may attribute with blonde hair. Some of the things he says, like the keyring just suit me. I read it, and I nodded. So, for the minute, I'm staying blonde. We really do have more fun.
So back to my original blog post-
birthday thinkings.
I had such a nice birthday. I didn't do anything. I went for lunch with my mum, I was woken up by my nephew, I sat on the sofa and watched rubbish telly and I eat cake. Of course there was some mayhem too- it wouldn't be a Lopsi birthday if I didn't go out. So the fabulous Rebecca, lovely Lynne and cute little Laura and I hit up Madison's. The ever lovely Dave made us birthday cocktails, which went down a treat! We sailed off on vodka cloud to Sketchy, where we danced and drank the night away (helped of course by birthday drinks from Rigsy - I cursed him something shocking the next day). Anyway, everything was great. Such a fun birthday night, even if I did spend the whole next day dying an absolute death!
Saturday night was Hockey in the S&A with David. After dragging him round town because I was stubborn (and a little unwilling to rush while getting ready) we didn't make reservations but ended up getting squeezed into AM:PM which happens to be one of my favourite restaurants! We headed to Hockey, my feet killing me after all the walking, where I had such an amazing time. The band were phenomenal. I absolutely loved every minute of it. Even David didn't mind going. We finished the night as drunken messes in the Limelight, where I stole a poster off the wall and danced with the band!
All in all, 23 kicked off in style. Nothing awful has happened yet, nothing I would even consider changing, several things I'd do all over again if I was lucky enough to get a second chance.
Sunday, 7 March 2010
Sunday, 14 February 2010
Happy V-Day
Well, it's my second single V Day. Last year I called it Single Losers Day. This year, I haven't had much time to think about it. It's a 'holiday' I disagree with- and not just because I'm single. If I'm with a bloke, I don't want to guilt him into roses for V Day. I'd far rather have tulips (or any other flowers I actually like) on any other day of the year. As for the cards- I HATE how Clinton Cards reduce their usually good range of cards to make room for all the mush. I'm a fan of cards. I like buying them, and pride myself on finding the perfect one pretty quickly and I like to buy them for no reason rather than this whole guilt thing. This past week has been a nightmare and our house is full of cards, none of them covered in hearts or mush.
2010 so far has treated my wee family pretty badly, it's shown me better sides to some people but I wish I didn't have to see it. Already we've had two birthdays, one death in my immediate family, another in a close friend's family, a house move, a huge fundraising success, two of us looking for new jobs and in the next two weeks there are three more birthdays. It's a busy time in the Anthony house.
I had written a post on my mobile one morning a few days ago but didn't post it, mainly because it was unfinished but I'm going to keep it, just for me. My wee granny got a namecheck in a blog over xmas, she was such a great lady and she passed away on February 8th. She always had a cheeky grin for us, and saying something silly would remind her of a rhyme she learnt as a child, so I'm going to try and post them here when I remember them ( I know that if I attempt to write them on paper they'll get lost). Katie also constantly asked me if I had a man, it was her who provided the inspiration for the name of my blog- she told me I'd never find a man if I still have cats. I know if I told her about the blog, apart from being confused about what it is, she would have found it hilarious that I let everyone know I'm single by writing about it on the internet. She would also tell me i'm better off not getting married until i'm 30 and i'm too young to worry about being single. Well Kate, you're right. I am too young and i'm definitely not worried.
2010 so far has treated my wee family pretty badly, it's shown me better sides to some people but I wish I didn't have to see it. Already we've had two birthdays, one death in my immediate family, another in a close friend's family, a house move, a huge fundraising success, two of us looking for new jobs and in the next two weeks there are three more birthdays. It's a busy time in the Anthony house.
I had written a post on my mobile one morning a few days ago but didn't post it, mainly because it was unfinished but I'm going to keep it, just for me. My wee granny got a namecheck in a blog over xmas, she was such a great lady and she passed away on February 8th. She always had a cheeky grin for us, and saying something silly would remind her of a rhyme she learnt as a child, so I'm going to try and post them here when I remember them ( I know that if I attempt to write them on paper they'll get lost). Katie also constantly asked me if I had a man, it was her who provided the inspiration for the name of my blog- she told me I'd never find a man if I still have cats. I know if I told her about the blog, apart from being confused about what it is, she would have found it hilarious that I let everyone know I'm single by writing about it on the internet. She would also tell me i'm better off not getting married until i'm 30 and i'm too young to worry about being single. Well Kate, you're right. I am too young and i'm definitely not worried.
Saturday, 6 February 2010
More off topic.
So the longer this blog goes on, it appears to have lost it's initial topic of boy hunting. Yes, i'm still going out and getting horrifically drunk, but not as often and I'm not so preoccupied by being single. I've said it before and i'll say it again- i'm very content the way I am now!
So the past few weeks have been hectic to say the least. First off was the job situation. I'm a writer for a magazine and was told a few months ago they needed me until April. Fine, only a temporary job and it gives me lots of time to find something new, in the meantime i'll sit tight and give my other job lots of availablility to soften the financial blow. But last week, I was told that I was only needed until the end of February which has basically left me job hunting like a maniac to try and get something sorted before I turn into Skinty McSkint :( (right before my birthday too...bad times).
In the middle of all of this, some mentalist (@lisam75) decided that a charity race to raise money for Haiti would be a good idea. Her and @austinslide (also mental) knew from my profile on twitter that I do PR so asked me to do a wee press release- nothing major I figured. Until it spiralled out of control - in the best imaginable way.
We were all throwing ideas about, what we could do, where we'll do it, how the press will work for us- the usual things you have to work out when you're arranging something like this. We had our first meeting in McDonalds in Glengormley (the most terrifying place in the world) and I met Austin for the first time. I remember sitting at Austin's house with a cuppa, with Lisa's gorgeous kids playing with Zane's cars, thinking - oh my god- they have done so much already - this pair have figured out everything.
The reality started to dawn on me when I called a t-shirt printing company and they laughed when I said I needed the t-shirts in a week. The guy thought I was mental trying to sort everything at the last minute, but it wasn't the last minute, we'd just given ourselves two weeks to do it all!
My days were filled with emails, my blackberry was never more used in it's life (I really don't know where i'd be without it), my nights with twitter, more emails and lists and lists of things to do. It seemed like once something got sorted, we had a new brainwave that took more and more planning but somehow we managed to stay on top.
Race day rolled around, complete with the terror of Gerard McCarthy (Kris from 'Ollyoaks) having his flight delayed and Dame Mary Peters disappearing like a theif in the night every two minutes. We ran out of numbers, we were mauled for t-shirts, we had so much cash the box wouldn't close but once those people had ran past me, and I joined @Chunkybum3, @lynniebean27, @ladybolan, Chris, Alfie and Donna to walk a little bit, the relief and feeling of weightlessness was incredible.
We had over 500 runners, walkers and dogs in Ormeau Park and we raised around £7000. We had celebrities, buns, water, t-shirts, bikes, kids, red bull and lots and lots of tweeple. Most importantly, we helped so many people in Haiti.
Sunday 31st January was such an incredible day (cheese to the max- I know), and I'm so grateful I got to work with Austin and Lisa. You guys literally thought of everything- it was amazing, I'm in complete awe of you both! I can't wait to work with you both again soon!
So the past few weeks have been hectic to say the least. First off was the job situation. I'm a writer for a magazine and was told a few months ago they needed me until April. Fine, only a temporary job and it gives me lots of time to find something new, in the meantime i'll sit tight and give my other job lots of availablility to soften the financial blow. But last week, I was told that I was only needed until the end of February which has basically left me job hunting like a maniac to try and get something sorted before I turn into Skinty McSkint :( (right before my birthday too...bad times).
In the middle of all of this, some mentalist (@lisam75) decided that a charity race to raise money for Haiti would be a good idea. Her and @austinslide (also mental) knew from my profile on twitter that I do PR so asked me to do a wee press release- nothing major I figured. Until it spiralled out of control - in the best imaginable way.
We were all throwing ideas about, what we could do, where we'll do it, how the press will work for us- the usual things you have to work out when you're arranging something like this. We had our first meeting in McDonalds in Glengormley (the most terrifying place in the world) and I met Austin for the first time. I remember sitting at Austin's house with a cuppa, with Lisa's gorgeous kids playing with Zane's cars, thinking - oh my god- they have done so much already - this pair have figured out everything.
The reality started to dawn on me when I called a t-shirt printing company and they laughed when I said I needed the t-shirts in a week. The guy thought I was mental trying to sort everything at the last minute, but it wasn't the last minute, we'd just given ourselves two weeks to do it all!
My days were filled with emails, my blackberry was never more used in it's life (I really don't know where i'd be without it), my nights with twitter, more emails and lists and lists of things to do. It seemed like once something got sorted, we had a new brainwave that took more and more planning but somehow we managed to stay on top.
Race day rolled around, complete with the terror of Gerard McCarthy (Kris from 'Ollyoaks) having his flight delayed and Dame Mary Peters disappearing like a theif in the night every two minutes. We ran out of numbers, we were mauled for t-shirts, we had so much cash the box wouldn't close but once those people had ran past me, and I joined @Chunkybum3, @lynniebean27, @ladybolan, Chris, Alfie and Donna to walk a little bit, the relief and feeling of weightlessness was incredible.
We had over 500 runners, walkers and dogs in Ormeau Park and we raised around £7000. We had celebrities, buns, water, t-shirts, bikes, kids, red bull and lots and lots of tweeple. Most importantly, we helped so many people in Haiti.
Sunday 31st January was such an incredible day (cheese to the max- I know), and I'm so grateful I got to work with Austin and Lisa. You guys literally thought of everything- it was amazing, I'm in complete awe of you both! I can't wait to work with you both again soon!
Friday, 22 January 2010
I know it's not about finding a boy...
...but i'm more content being single now than I have in a long time. I don't know what's changed, I guess I feel that I need to be at home much more often which isn't leaving much time for anything but I like how things are now. Able to get into bed and chill with Lynne watching telly, listening to music when i'm in Belfast, not having anything to worry about and for some reason I'm not even looking for any hugs or snuggles!
Anyway, the main reason I decided to post tonight was to tell ya'll (probably the four people who read my blog coz they follow me on twitter) that i'm helping to organise a fun run in Belfast to raise money for the Haiti earthquake fund. (www.belfast4haiti.com for more info please folks...) but recently I had been thinking 'shit man, I shouldn't have done that masters, I don't know if PR is for me, i'll be rubbish at it, I'll never get a job etc etc'. My job is fine- there isn't anything I find taxing, it's not too boring, it's an alright atmosphere to work in and I get a nice feeling of satisfaction when I see the magazine in a shop but it isn't what I want to do.
When I started working with Austin and Lisa to organise the race and get us lots of press coverage, it made me realise that it is something I can do, and more importantly, something I enjoy doing. If it turns out to be just the charity side of it, then happy days, but whatever I end up doing, as long as I get the opportunity to do a little event management and I'm working for a brand that I like and believe in, I'll be happy.
Anyway, the main reason I decided to post tonight was to tell ya'll (probably the four people who read my blog coz they follow me on twitter) that i'm helping to organise a fun run in Belfast to raise money for the Haiti earthquake fund. (www.belfast4haiti.com for more info please folks...) but recently I had been thinking 'shit man, I shouldn't have done that masters, I don't know if PR is for me, i'll be rubbish at it, I'll never get a job etc etc'. My job is fine- there isn't anything I find taxing, it's not too boring, it's an alright atmosphere to work in and I get a nice feeling of satisfaction when I see the magazine in a shop but it isn't what I want to do.
When I started working with Austin and Lisa to organise the race and get us lots of press coverage, it made me realise that it is something I can do, and more importantly, something I enjoy doing. If it turns out to be just the charity side of it, then happy days, but whatever I end up doing, as long as I get the opportunity to do a little event management and I'm working for a brand that I like and believe in, I'll be happy.
Tuesday, 5 January 2010
My rundown of 2010 was deleted.
Last night, I lay in bed (with the electric blanket on because my feet were freezing) watching it snow i decided to join in with everyone else who did end of year posts. I typed out a huge blogpost but because my pooter battery was dead, I did it as an email on my phone so I could just send it to myself and put it here (yes, there probably is a way of blogging from my berry but I don't care- I like my way) but when I sent it, mere moments ago, it delivered to the Berry and stupidly hit Delete on device and mailbox, like I do with all my spam. I did do a search but can't find ...
...Christ on a bike. There it is. I found it. Magic. Well folks, I'll leave you with the original post. (ps I really did think it was gone, that wasn't for dramatic effect or anything!)
I don't really believe in new year. Yes, it is a new year so therefore I've contradicted myself already. I should say I don't believe the hype surrounding a new year. Anyway, basically I don't think nye changes anything, 12midnight on 31st december is a miserable time for me. I don't know why. Maybe I'm mourning another xmas over for a whole year or I'm so pessimistic that I can't see anything spectacular happening in the impending 12 months. Just before the highlights of 2009, a not so good part was my poor wee granny spending xmas in hospital- meant xmas in the Anthony household wasn't much fun. The only reason I mention this is because not only am I gutted Katie is so ill, and has been for a full month now and most of the people I know realise how close we all are to our granny and how rubbish xmas and NYE was in our house but a few people have really upset me with a blatent refusal to give a shit. It would have been nice to show a tiny bit of concern. And it would have been lovely to have some compassion. Yes your xmas was lovely but mine wasn't. Don't rub it in.
That said, I wanted to do my highlights of 2009. My birthday in the Stiff Kitten bar on the Saturday (followed by Soapbox on the Monday) was a stand out good night! Was great fun. My holiday was also great, as was the introduction of lopsi to the world through twitter (and when Phillip schofield tweeted at me!) and meeting the tweeple irl was good too! I got to know Danny and Aaron (both mental and from London- purely internet relationship except when Danny and I get drunk and feel the need to talk). Anyway, since mid december we've had lots of snow. I love snow. Its snowing again. And it makes me happy. I've a fur coat and its so toasty the snow can't touch me! I also went to Manchester which was fun! And I had a good ole heart to heart with an ex (I was sober for a change) so we have to wait and see what happens there. Least this time I made some sense. Poor guy's been hearing it from drunk lopsi for years! Maybe we'll give it another shot, maybe not. Time and fate will tell. Either way, I'm happy. He's a great guy.
2009 was the year of great music, movies and nights out. Gemma and I in the limelight on a Friday is a stand out night! As were the nights recruiting for a dating show with niki. And Halloween when I was bondage barbie and not one person wanted to play was good (but too short). I made mistakes and bad choices but I dealt with it (so did everyone else), I drank too much and puked in work, I flirted ridiculously with a colleague, I met an ice hockey player and so totally would and not even coz he's a hero for giants fans, I was sick on one work night out, was hungover on the other, I got my blackberry and joined the yuppie world, I caught snowflakes in my mouth, I got obsessed with space, I made curtains, I wrote about weddings for a magazine and it was printed, I found my new fav foundation (smashbox), I wrote all this on my blackberry as an email, I laughed, I cried (lots and for silly reasons), I danced and I had a ball. Roll on the next twelve months. Whatever life throws at me, I'm fairly confident I'll knock it outta the ballpark coz I'm tuff as nails, innit. Well, after a mini meltdown maybe I'll start knocking it out of the ballpark. Now I'm missing celeb big bro and I need towels from dryer.
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Over and out.
...Christ on a bike. There it is. I found it. Magic. Well folks, I'll leave you with the original post. (ps I really did think it was gone, that wasn't for dramatic effect or anything!)
I don't really believe in new year. Yes, it is a new year so therefore I've contradicted myself already. I should say I don't believe the hype surrounding a new year. Anyway, basically I don't think nye changes anything, 12midnight on 31st december is a miserable time for me. I don't know why. Maybe I'm mourning another xmas over for a whole year or I'm so pessimistic that I can't see anything spectacular happening in the impending 12 months. Just before the highlights of 2009, a not so good part was my poor wee granny spending xmas in hospital- meant xmas in the Anthony household wasn't much fun. The only reason I mention this is because not only am I gutted Katie is so ill, and has been for a full month now and most of the people I know realise how close we all are to our granny and how rubbish xmas and NYE was in our house but a few people have really upset me with a blatent refusal to give a shit. It would have been nice to show a tiny bit of concern. And it would have been lovely to have some compassion. Yes your xmas was lovely but mine wasn't. Don't rub it in.
That said, I wanted to do my highlights of 2009. My birthday in the Stiff Kitten bar on the Saturday (followed by Soapbox on the Monday) was a stand out good night! Was great fun. My holiday was also great, as was the introduction of lopsi to the world through twitter (and when Phillip schofield tweeted at me!) and meeting the tweeple irl was good too! I got to know Danny and Aaron (both mental and from London- purely internet relationship except when Danny and I get drunk and feel the need to talk). Anyway, since mid december we've had lots of snow. I love snow. Its snowing again. And it makes me happy. I've a fur coat and its so toasty the snow can't touch me! I also went to Manchester which was fun! And I had a good ole heart to heart with an ex (I was sober for a change) so we have to wait and see what happens there. Least this time I made some sense. Poor guy's been hearing it from drunk lopsi for years! Maybe we'll give it another shot, maybe not. Time and fate will tell. Either way, I'm happy. He's a great guy.
2009 was the year of great music, movies and nights out. Gemma and I in the limelight on a Friday is a stand out night! As were the nights recruiting for a dating show with niki. And Halloween when I was bondage barbie and not one person wanted to play was good (but too short). I made mistakes and bad choices but I dealt with it (so did everyone else), I drank too much and puked in work, I flirted ridiculously with a colleague, I met an ice hockey player and so totally would and not even coz he's a hero for giants fans, I was sick on one work night out, was hungover on the other, I got my blackberry and joined the yuppie world, I caught snowflakes in my mouth, I got obsessed with space, I made curtains, I wrote about weddings for a magazine and it was printed, I found my new fav foundation (smashbox), I wrote all this on my blackberry as an email, I laughed, I cried (lots and for silly reasons), I danced and I had a ball. Roll on the next twelve months. Whatever life throws at me, I'm fairly confident I'll knock it outta the ballpark coz I'm tuff as nails, innit. Well, after a mini meltdown maybe I'll start knocking it out of the ballpark. Now I'm missing celeb big bro and I need towels from dryer.
Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device
Over and out.
Saturday, 26 December 2009
Happy Anniversary!
Well folks, Boxing Day marks a year of singledom. Last year, even though ditching my boyf was not particularly festive, it was a weight lifted from my shoulders! It's not bothering me at all that i've been single for a year either- I've done lots of things (some of which Lynne thinks I shouldn't have done because now i've no need for a boyf) like changing bulbs in my car and going out lots with people I've met on twitter (had some AH MAZIN nights with @noberts and @ladybolan) that I probably wouldn't have done if I wasn't single. With everything that happened in the run up to Christmas, i'm glad I was single- my mum needed lots of help in the house and a Mr would have been a distraction, although I would have welcomed it at times. It also worked well because I simply didn't have the time to buy many gifts (thank god for secret santas!).
Tonight, I'll be sitting infront of the fire with mum and Chris, probably making a few cocktails and stopping mum from swiping my cider. Everyone is away out but i'm not a boxing night fan so I'll head for a few drinks tomorrow night.
Merry Christmas and I hope all my readers, twitter followers and IRL friends have a great festive period and that 2010 brings lots of good things.
Tonight, I'll be sitting infront of the fire with mum and Chris, probably making a few cocktails and stopping mum from swiping my cider. Everyone is away out but i'm not a boxing night fan so I'll head for a few drinks tomorrow night.
Merry Christmas and I hope all my readers, twitter followers and IRL friends have a great festive period and that 2010 brings lots of good things.
Sunday, 29 November 2009
Nothin to see here folks...
...keep on walkin.
Just decided to post to give me something to do, and i guess to pat myself on the back for a successful NoVember. After tearing it up too many weekends, getting drunk, walking up with the dread (or worse), suffering the Sunday Blues, Miserable Mondays, Teary Tuesdays and Woeful Wednesdays I took November off. I had No Vember. I cleared my diary as best i could and spent saturday nights infront of the box. I had a work function to go to so I went and didn't have a great time on one of the Saturday nights. The band were pretty hot but the average age of people there was 65 so I was hardly on the pull so it all worked out well.
Following week, going out plans fell through and I rejoyced. A busy night in the Odyssey then home to bed, Sunday was spent in Ikea (not as horrific as usual) then another weeks work. This weekend wasn't quite so good. A lovely joyrider nicked a car and managed to crash into mine during the night. Mega damage, needs new panels etc and makes an awful noise when going over any bumps so I'll need to be heading to work nice and slowly this week.
Impending, I have a weekend (and them some) in Manchester, seeing the sights and having mega nights out (and too many bus journeys for my liking). Following weekend is Saturday night out with work people from the Odyssey. The next week is graduation, that weekend is magazine work night out, week after is xmas. So all is mental.
All a little too mental, and despite Xmas being a great time to be one half of a couple, i'm still perfectly happy without a beard by my side.
Over and out.
Just decided to post to give me something to do, and i guess to pat myself on the back for a successful NoVember. After tearing it up too many weekends, getting drunk, walking up with the dread (or worse), suffering the Sunday Blues, Miserable Mondays, Teary Tuesdays and Woeful Wednesdays I took November off. I had No Vember. I cleared my diary as best i could and spent saturday nights infront of the box. I had a work function to go to so I went and didn't have a great time on one of the Saturday nights. The band were pretty hot but the average age of people there was 65 so I was hardly on the pull so it all worked out well.
Following week, going out plans fell through and I rejoyced. A busy night in the Odyssey then home to bed, Sunday was spent in Ikea (not as horrific as usual) then another weeks work. This weekend wasn't quite so good. A lovely joyrider nicked a car and managed to crash into mine during the night. Mega damage, needs new panels etc and makes an awful noise when going over any bumps so I'll need to be heading to work nice and slowly this week.
Impending, I have a weekend (and them some) in Manchester, seeing the sights and having mega nights out (and too many bus journeys for my liking). Following weekend is Saturday night out with work people from the Odyssey. The next week is graduation, that weekend is magazine work night out, week after is xmas. So all is mental.
All a little too mental, and despite Xmas being a great time to be one half of a couple, i'm still perfectly happy without a beard by my side.
Over and out.
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