Apologies

I’m aware that I’ve not posted in a while. I’m sorry for that. Pretty soon this blog will be migrating over to my new website/blog.

I’m in the midst of designing it. Well, my husband is.

So stay tuned. More info coming your way soon!

Bazinga!

You know that moment when you’ve been having a great time, you’ve been happy and it seems as though you’ve got a handle on your depression, so much that you say to your husband “next time I see the doctor for my meds review I’m going to ask to reduce my dosage” and then the next day your depression comes back and Sheldon Coopers you by saying “bazinga!” and does that funny little laugh?

Yeah. That.

It’s Not OK

Today I watched a video. It’s was horrifying and upsetting and it broke my heart.

It was posted by fellow blogger and acquaintance Jane Devlin. Her original post can be found here.

Jane is someone I connected with via Twitter and she is someone that I have a great deal of respect and admiration for.  Her life has had its ups, downs and topsy-turveys.  She has also written a book, which if you follow me on twitter you would have seen a while back that I recommended it. Her book is called Elephant Girl: A Human Story.  It took me 2 days to read and when I was finished I had even more respect and admiration for Jane. Her strength and determination is amazing.  I would highly recommend you read her book.

I watched the video 1 and a half times.  The first time, I got about 45 seconds in and I couldn’t watch anymore.  I re-read Jane’s post and her last sentence really struck a chord with me.

“Do not turn away from this. Thousands of children suffer this kind of abuse and worse every single day. If they can bear the pain and trauma, then you — and here I am speaking to the ones who are so quick to criticize survivors and write them off as perpetual victims, chronic whiners, or people who just need to “get over it” — should at least have the backbone to watch four minutes of what an abused child suffers for years.”

I went back and I watched the whole video, horrified at what I saw.  I know that child abuse happens, every day to thousands of children, and I often wonder what I can do to prevent it.  I’d love to adopt and love and nurture and support every child who is abused.  Unfortunatley I can’t do that, but I CAN raise awareness.  It is NOT OK. it will NEVER BE OK.

I’m posting the video link here and asking you to read Jane’s post.

This video is NOT OK.  The way this child is being treated is NOT OK.  Child abuse is NOT OK.

If you suspect that a child is in danger of abuse or is being abused then speak up. DO NOT stand aside and do nothing. If you do, then you are just as bad as the person doing the abuse.

FOR SALE : one pair of used panties

Ok, so the blog title is a lie. I’m not actually selling my worn panties. Although based on the research I just did, it seems as though I’m in the wrong job! Apparently there’s a market out there for used/worn/soiled/musty/wet panties. Whatever floats your boat I guess.

My best friend and I have some really bizarre and strange conversations. We have done since we were 14, which is why, I guess, that we’re such great friends. We can talk about everything and anything and not worry about being judged or ridiculed.

Tonight’s conversation was about jobs. Finding stuff that we really want to do and stuff we really enjoy. I jokingly said she should become an Ann Summers rep, or write erotica, or even became a phone sex operator (they make big bucks!).

I watched a documentary on phone sex operators and most women do it from home, and can make a fair amount of income. Think about it, you spend all day on the phone, you can catch up on your ironing whilst telling someone that you’re not wearing any panties and that you’ve been a naughty girl and need to be spanked. It seems that some men pay big bucks for these types of phone calls. So essentially you’re getting paid to stay home, in your pyjamas, catching up on your ironing and making the odd moan of “you like that?” down the phone. Easy money I’d say. If it wasn’t for the fact that I’d laugh my arse off, I’d totally do that kind of job.

Anyway, I digress. I told my friend that she could probably sell her used panties on eBay. It seems that there’s a market for that too. Mind you, I’m not surprised, if there’s a market for men who want to be sat on by 300 pound women, then why not dirty panties. I even found out that there’s a market for used underwear that’s been squirted with breast-milk. Mommy issues maybe?!?

Think about it, you can get some really nice feminine underwear for as little as £1. (it’s not like you plan to wear it for a long time anyway) You wear the panties,and then someone buys them. On my research I found a woman in the UK who sells her used under garments for £23 a pair. There’s a profit to be made here. And it cuts down on laundry, because you won’t need to wash your pants. You just pop them in an envelope and mail them off.

Somehow I don’t think either of us will change our careers from what we’re doing now to selling our dirty panties on the Internet, but in this economic climate I guess it’s an option.

Imagine explaining that job on your CV.

May Photo a Day : something you wore today

May Photo a Day : Skyline

May Photo a Day : Peace

Mouse part Deux

Remember the mouse problem my mom had?

Well he’s take to tormenting my brother. Stalking him almost.

My brother took this photo yesterday. Not entirely sure what mr mouse was doing, but it looks mental.

My First Maternity Piece

I often find it difficult to shop for nice clothes that fit. Mainly because everywhere I shop, the size I normally wear never fits. I can be a UK size 16 in some shops but a UK size 22 in others. It’s ridiculous. I have the same issue with bras.

I’m actually a UK size 18. You’d think every size 18 was the same (insert maniacal laughter) its not.

A few months back I saw an amazing top. It’s was a very professional looking business wear shirt. I adored it until I released that it was in the maternity section. Women who aren’t pregnant shouldn’t wear maternity clothes. Except I really liked the top. So what I did, which is what anyone else (most people I guess) would. I asked twitter. The majority said just buy it. But I felt uncomfortable. So I didn’t buy it.

Then today I saw the most amazing top. A pink (yeah I know. me and pink!) floral top. Sleeveless, with a pleated neck line and buttons up the back. Then I released it was in the maternity section.
I couldn’t resist this one. So, I bought it.

I bought maternity clothes to wear without being pregnant.

I tried it on and it fit beautifully. It was comfortable, it felt great and it looked great and it hid my tummy.

I may not be pregnant but from now on I’m buying maternity wear.

If maternity wear fits me so well now, god forbid what will happen when I am actually pregnant.

Back to square one I guess.

Why I should be a Hollywood Casting Agent

A while ago I made a comment, which to this day haunts me. In fact not only does it haunt me but it makes me look like a hater!

It’s about this dude.

The comment? Well, it was more of an opinionated statement.

I suppose I should give you a bit of background information, otherwise it may not make any sense, or it may do.

I used to love James Pattersons’ books, especially the Alex Cross series, so obviously (well maybe not) when the films were released, I watched them. I was wholly disappointed. It wasn’t as great as the books (it almost never is), and the most annoying thing was the casting. And yeah, perhaps I should give Hollywood casting agents some credit, but on this occasion I’m not going to.

Alex Cross, if you’ve read the book, is a police officer, who has 3 kids (the youngest a baby) and lives with his grandmother. He’s a cop/psychologist/FBI agent (not all at the same time), he can’t be any older than 45. In the first two films, Morgan Freeman was cast.

Firstly, let me clarify, I adore Morgan. He is an amazing actor. But he was too old to be cast the role of Alex Cross. Too old by about 15 years. Personally I think Denzel Washington would have made a great fit. But I’m not a casting agent!

Never the less, the latest Alex Cross film is due for release later this year and Morgan isn’t cast. This time it’s Tyler Perry. A much better fit, but still no Denzel!

I’m pretty sure you can guess what my opinionated statement was. But just in case you can’t, I’ll lay it out.

I don’t think Morgan Freeman is the right person to play Alex Cross.

This statement has come back to haunt me.

So Morgan, if you happen to read my blog (ha!) then I don’t hate you. Really.

So there, I’m saying it loud and clear.
I don’t hate Morgan Freeman, despite my loving friends protests teasing.