1313

I remember dates. If I had a super power that's what it would be. Granted, that wouldn't be a super duper super power. But it's mine and I like it. 

So on the 23 February, every year, I remember it's a special day. 

Lost Boys, bunking Youth Club, ten pm, a train journey, a shared connection....my 1313 special girl. My Nhandi Crystal. Gosh I do miss her. Today I miss getting a text or whatsapp or email marking the day. Other days, I miss everything else. 

1313. Always loved, never forgotten. 

Funny cat

The realisation that you're somewhat amusing day to day, but get a wine in you and you're bloody hilarious!! 

And I'm here by myself so only I am benefitting from the tremendous one liners I'm screeching in my head. 

If I had a proper keyboard, I'd be blogging the hell out of this. 

People....you make me giggle.  

Aha

Today I have learnt from the following about myself. Or had it confirmed maybe is a better phrase to use. 

I can hide emotions...I don't have to let the world and his dog know my feelings. 

I can stop myself rising to bait, I can elocute my points clearly and I can word my sentences to sound like something other than I might mean. 

Most importantly I don't have to be like the stereotype girl and cry. 

I came out today exhausted mentally and emotionally and I've taken myself home. 

My thoughts are my own....it's clear there's another agenda at play. I must process and deal. But the best part about realising how I hide my emotions and thoughts is that I can. And none will be the wiser until I make them aware. 

To quote an infamous bear "this car rocks" 

21 or bust

And I do believe some things are nature not nurture. TB gave me £19 in chips to keep. I played blackjack with them for ten minutes and now some of those chips are back home. I've managed to convince myself that I nearly broke even. He has £16 in chips now. I won more games than I lost. That's got to count for something. 

And while this casino isn't flash or swish, it's very kind to the novice. They make you feel like you're not an idiot... Maybe part of their job remit but nice nonetheless. 

I had to walk away though. The buzz, the adrenaline was strong. I could be a stupid gambler. I'm not. I waked. 

Ready steady go...be awesome

So here you are: hello 2016

Now I have no complaints about the year just gone....other than shoo! it went as fast as a moose looking for his next scam. It was a year filled to the brim with road trips, TB living here, not there, right here, adventures to new places, tournaments of varying sorts, festivals and laughter, so much of the laughing. 

Health, wealth and happiness. That's my usual toast. Apart from the odd cold, I've accomplished that toast. Maybe not wealth in the monetary sense (I could always do with a few more numbers on the lotto), but certainly in the spiritual kind. The I'm so chilled right now wealth. 

I'm not really sure a person should ask for more but what the hell, I will. I'm going to request from myself: more of the same plus a bit more dedication to a few goals. Passport renewal to achieve more travel is the first thing to do. 

And my second thing is to look into going back to school. I think if anything, my brain needs to learn more. 

I want to go places I've been before, and places I haven't. I might even be ready for that book about how to tidy your home/life by only keeping the things you love in it. 

2016. I saw you in with super kiss...continue in that vein pleash. 

Christmas 2015 rocks.

Christmas. All over for another year. It's been a lovely day. Filled up to the brim with nearly all my fevrit people. Having my Catty and LaniMom here would have been truly awesome but I was spoiled enough. 

And you know, gifts aren't everything but when you get truly personal presents, you know you are cared for, loved and thus you are the happiest cat who hasn't been skinned. 

HashtagHappyContent 

Bah humbug

I don't consider myself elusive, a book full of secrets or even that I keep to myself. 

However I must now draw this as a conclusion. Or entertain the thought that maybe I'm disliked and I won't do that as its self pitying for one. 

For once again, secret Santa has come to the office and once again I have a "gift" that is a waste of the money that was spent on it. It's not personal, I don't get the joke and it's not something i will ever use. If this was the first year I have ever played this game I would put it down to not knowing me. But no, this happens year after year. Everyone gets something that's personal or thought about and I get crap. That sounds so petulant and maybe it is. But bloody hell, anyone who spends 5 min in my company knows that I'm a girl who likes food/sparkly things and Coca Cola.  Not doing this again. Secret Santa and I are done. 

And I've been such a good girl this year