Thursday, 26 June 2014

Right place, right time...

Regular readers of my blog will know that almost 18 months ago I had laser eye surgery because I didn't want to have to be reliant on glasses or contact lenses any more and maybe to some extent this was based on vanity reasons.  It was the best decision I have ever made and I enjoy being able to wake up in a morning and not have to think about where my glasses are or spend time I don't have in the mornings battling with contact lenses and just head off on my day. 

Nerd?? Nope just a girl who needed glasses and used them as a fashion accessory haha

Working those glasses selfie
Do they make me look intelligent? haha

I had the luxury of being able to make the decision about whether or not I wanted to correct my vision but there are so many people in the world that don't have the opportunity to make those decisions.

Earlier today I was in my local supermarket and there were volunteers in the entrance trying to attract people to listen to them about the charity they were there representing.  A lot of people dismiss people asking for donations or sponsorship and it's understandable because they probably have a million and one things running through their heads that they have to get done and their time is precious and so they tell them they don't have the time to stop.

My brain didn't think that fast and I guess they found me in the right place at the right time because I ended up listening to one of the people telling me about the charity...although the charity is not exclusive to children this is the area the person discussed with me, which when I told him what my job was he was surprised and said "oh you probably know more than me".  This charity is the RNIB - Royal National Institute of Blind People.  I had been looking for another charity to donate to, I already donate to children's charities and with the greatest respect those are the charities that people tend to donate to, so I decided to sign up today for the RNIB. 
I already sponsor a dog (she looks like my dog Zeb) throughout her training to become a guide dog for blind or partially sighted people so making a commitment to this charity as well seemed to make it the obvious  choice for me.

Tuesday, 24 June 2014

The big emergency in our house today...

I arrived home tonight after work to find a plastic bag attached to the handle of the door to my house. I opened the door to find my house mate rushing me through the door quickly closing the door in a huge panic.  Laughing at my friend I asked her what the big emergency and rush was and why was there a bag attached to the handle? She opened the door very slowly and carefully and peered round the door and then pointed to the metal part of the handle and said..."look...".  I looked and asked "what am I looking at?".  She then pointed to tiny little marks on it above and below the handle.  She then went in  pure dramatic mode and said "I've been terrorised all a bird".  At this point I laughed even harder and questioned the craziness of her.  She told me that she had heard the faintest of knocking on our door but every time she went to look there was no one there.  A few minutes later she went into our kitchen to find a bird sat looking at the door and then flew to the door, sat on the handle pecking away at the door.

This absolutely freaked my house mate out...she wouldn't open the door and go out of the house in case the bird flew into the house and because she hates birds she wouldn't know what to do. After I stopped laughing at her I asked why she didn't go out of the back door and walk around the side of the house...she looked at me as if I was crazy and said..."Caitlin Morgan...that would mean walking past the BIRD!!!!"...I knew she was serious...I was getting my full name instead of Caite but even then I couldn't stop laughing at her.  I've never known anyone be so dramatic about a bird before.  She was so annoyed by the marks on the door that the bird had would have thought her whole life had been affected by this incident.

In my mind I was imagining this bird to be huge and a really scary character like this...

A little bit after getting home, I heard this very loud whisper..."Caite,come here quick" I went to the kitchen looked at what my friend was pointing at as she said "that's it, that's the bird" ...this is a picture of what the offending bird looks like...

Yep...that's friend has been obsessed with this little thing to the point of refusing to go out all day...I have no words left other than to say...Oh Boy!!! haha.

Monday, 16 June 2014

How much can one girl fit into a weekend...

What a great weekend.

I went out for drinks with friends on Saturday night, it wasn't anything crazy just nice and relaxing and being able to just chat.  There was no crazy loud music just background music and people gearing up for the first England game of the World Cup.

I attempted to watch the game but just a few minutes into the second half I got really tired and needed to go to bed.  I saw all the goals though...that's the main thing...right? haha.

My Dad thought it was hilarious to send me a message to wake up to on Sunday morning simply saying..."bella Italia" hello daughter, or how are you...just those two words haha...he took great delight in the fact that England lost to Italy...he's Welsh so any time he can make fun of my half English side he does haha.

Yesterday was Father's Day and I am lucky to have three amazing men in my Dad, my Step Dad and my Grandpa.  I visited my Step  Dad and Grandpa yesterday morning to give them their cards and  gifts.  Then I took off on a 4 hour journey to Wales to see my Dad...he didn't know I was going to be arriving, I'd told my Step Mum that I wanted to surprise so she was able to coordinate my brother and sisters Fathers Day stuff with me arriving.  To say my Dad was surprised and happy that I was there was an understatement.

I got to spend less than 24 hours with my family in Wales but it was completely worth it so that I could surprise my Papa.

After the 4 hour drive back today I have been super busy...I decided it was a good day to go and have my hair cut...well I say cut but it was more like a trim.  I didn't want to take any of the length away from my hair so I just had half an inch off the ends.  I also managed to pick up a couple of products that I had been meaning to get...and of course picked up a couple of summer tops...and complained about my poor Starbucks!! haha...

Would you like a drink with your cream?  My drink before I had even had a drink out of it...half a mug of cream...yummy!!

I also finally got round to going to the Doctors...I had blood work done :-( I have been meaning to get this done since the end of April...I know I know...I suck at this kind of stuff haha...I mentioned to my Doctor a couple of months ago that I was feeling tired a lot and that no matter how much or how little sleep I got I felt she told me she thought an update would be a good idea to check that everything was OK.  I'm sure it is and I'm sure it's just because I am always busy whether it is work related or personal life and my sleeping pattern is often shot! So I am sporting a lovely bruise on my right arm...thankfully it's not a big bruise.  Having a needle in my arm didn't really bother me though, I am used to having needles in my arm pits for my botox so one this time was a breeze...kinda!!! haha.

I got some cleaning done in the house as house mate came home to find me cleaning with headphones in listening to music, singing away and dancing to the end of this...

and then she stood there watching me and laughing as I started singing and dancing along to this...

I turned round to see my friend stood there laughing...when I saw her I laughed too and carried on dancing around and told her I was practising for the V Festival...but then I'm a seasoned pro at the camping and festival thing...

I'm ready for festival season again!! haha.

Sunday, 8 June 2014

Six Word Saturday: The Weekend that had it all!

...The weekend that had it all...

Yesterday pretty much had it all!

It started off with me drying my underwear that I wanted to wear on my night out in the oven...yes that's the oven!!...I did check with my Mum if it would set my underwear on fire if I put it in there when it was cooling down...she said not so in true good daughter style I trusted and listened to my Mum.

I had a great dinner with friends along with a "couple" of cocktails and "some" wine and by the time my friends and I had left the restaurant we were already a little drunk.  In one bar some guy was being completely random towards us and kept apologising for taking the table that was next to me but not the one my friends and I were sitting at.  Then one of the women with them apologised for them and there's was some banter going backwards and forwards between us all then the girl said something suggesting one of the guys liked me.  My automatic reaction was to tell them I was a lesbian and I was out for a night out with some of my lesbian lovers.  The guy took me seriously and asked me if I really was, to which I just laughed at him and gave him a smile.

Later on in the night I went up to the bar and an older couple were sat at the bar and I was stood there for a few minutes and still hadn't been served and so the couple were helping me getting served.  Later in the night I went to the bar again and the same couple started talking to me again...When I got back to my friends I looked at my phone and there was a text from one of them saying the couple I was talking to were lining me up for a threesome!! Hahaha my friends are terrible and such wind up merchants!! 

At the end of the night feeling a little worse for wear haha...

I woke up at around 6am this morning with a bit of a hangover but apart from that I have felt fine, my house mate's nephews came to visit today, they're just 19 months and 3 months old. Absolutely adorable little things and the 19 month old is so much fun because his little personality is in full swing.  We had fun playing in the garden together.  Obviously I had lots of cuddles with the 3 month old too, any opportunity to spend time with children I'm there!! haha.

Tonight the main TV event in the UK is the Soccer Aid football match.  

This is an event thought up by two UK celebrities as a way to raise money for UNICEF.  This is a very important charity and one close to my heart because it's a children's charity.  The charity is not funded by the UN and relies solely on voluntary donations and works to change the lives of the world's most poorest countries.  The charity game is a game of football (soccer) between England (ex-)professional players and celebrities) and the Rest of the World (ex-)professional players and celebrities) held at the ground of Manchester United.  Along with my job I donate to a number of children's charities and I also sponsor a dog to be trained as a guide dog for the blind...but whilst watching the game I have also donated for this charity too.  As part of the show there are videos showing people what the money raised by UNICEF does to help children.  It will probably not surprise people that I cried at those videos.  Whenever there are vulnerable children involved I cannot help but get upset. 

My favourite and biggest crush is part of the Soccer Aid and that's this man...

Adam Richman this game is great viewing for me haha.

I'm off to enjoy the last few minutes of the game!