Happy New Year!
I loved Christmas this year. It was Mr P and I’s first
Christmas as a married couple and we really loved spending with our family but
also finding some alone time for just the two of us. It was perfect. It was
also nice to have a little break with just one gig between Christmas and New
Years Eve.
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| I channelled my Mrs Claus persona for Christmas |
Of course it can’t last and after a stonking gig at Intimo
restaurant New Years Eve its back to normality.
And so it’s also onto the...
New Year’s Resolutions.
My first one is obvious – I’m going to carry on putting on
my red lippy. I’m up to 5 tubes now! I actually had one moment over the
holidays that made me really realise how important my lipstick has become to
me. I’d gone out for a drink with a friend in a local bar. When – every woman’s
worst nightmare - a girl from Mr P’s past walked in and sat opposite me.
So what to do? The last thing I wanted to do whilst feeling bloated
and run down from the holidays was sit opposite this particular lady (Mr P does
like a pretty face). So, I did the only thing I could do. I went to the toilets, looked myself in the
eye, told myself firmly that no matter what I am the girl he has chosen and
reapplied my lippy.
I think everyone feels a little insecure sometimes,
especially about the past. But there’s nothing can be done to change it and
putting on my lipstick certainly helped me face the situation and realise that –
actually – it really doesn’t matter. The past is past for a reason and it’s our
present that matters.
Of course the sparkling wine helped. Hey – I never pretended
to be perfect.
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My second resolution is a little vaguer. I want to carry on
grabbing life with both hands. I’m starting my Burlesque classes soon and I
have plenty of plans to volunteer and work in the New Year. I have a long list
of things I want to achieve, some requiring more work than others. My dream of
recording an album for cancer research for example is one that will take a lot
of work and might not even be achievable this year, but it’s certainly one for
the long term goal book.
Others, like eat less cheese, just take a little bit of
willpower.
Thirdly I have resolved that in 2013 I want to celebrate
everything, as much as possible. Every little event.
So far I plan to host a pancake party, to invite all the
women of my family out to lunch for Valentine’s Day and to have a giant family
BBQ to celebrate the summer solstice. And that is just the beginning! 2013 will
be the year of the celebration with friends, family and anyone else I can drag
in to my web...
Finally
This one isn't a resolution as such but for January
2013 I have officially signed up to the Dryathlon for cancer research.
Basically it means I cannot have a drink for the entire month of January and
instead I will donate every penny I would have spent on alcohol to cancer
research. It also means that anybody out there who maybe would fancy buying me
a drink can instead put the cost of a glass of rose down the pub (about £3.50)
towards cancer research instead.
I was full of confidence when I signed up but I’m already
finding myself thinking longingly of wine! It doesn’t help that earlier this
evening Mr P and myself visited his family home for dinner only to discover his
Nan was completely sloshed! She’d had a bad experience trying to phone customer
service and had compensated with several large gins.
Dinner was lovely, might have been better if she’d
remembered to cook the vegetables but I’ve always liked them crunchy. Plus little hairy P was very grateful for the
Yorkshire puddings that she’d forgotten to take out of the oven.
Anyway, surely that must be worth a couple of quid. To
donate just head to
I’m not asking for much, just the price of a glass of vino.
Doesn’t even have to be a large one.
Think of me!
Mrs P
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