Living the dream

Today I realised that no matter how hard things feel sometimes, I am LIVING THE DREAM.

Seriously! I mean how lucky am I? I have an amazing family, amazing friends and I am on a 3 month holiday in America! I am off to Hawaii on Friday and I have no obligations back at home.  Continue reading


So I have decided to theorise – because I am in that type of mood (yes I did just reference The Frames there, get over it).

I am theorising why M is just not nice to me. It is kind of weird and there are ideas being bandied about by Mam and L. Mam thinks M is just special… mental-wise.

L thinks she is spoiled and maybe she didn’t mean her invitation? Well, I don’t know what it is but I know it is not on. I find out most things that she is doing through Facebook and sometimes I see her eyes narrowing at me. She can be a scary motherfucker when she puts her mind to it!

It is not like I turned up unannounced… this was over six months of planning and at first she wanted me over here to work for six months to a year.  There was lots of  “are you sure” on my part and lots of  “yes certain” on hers. I want to give the parents money to keep me but they won’t take any so that can’t be why she is being like this. Continue reading

Yet again

M doesn’t do what she says she will.

Anyway C (Ms sister) and myself did this mad crazy dance class in the gym, where we were all instructed to “touch ourselves” bit too mad for my liking.  Then after the class we were to meet L and M at the cinema to see one of two films. The first choice was Something Borrowed and the second, Bridesmaids.

On watching the trailer I decided I wanted to see the latter. I have to admit that it was mainly because of Chris O’Dowd. I miss the Irish accent. The last “Irish” man I met over here was named Sean… his family moved over in the 1850s!!! EIGHTEEN FIFTIES I TELL YOU. Anyway M wanted to see Something Borrowed, L didn’t care and so it was up to C. On watching the trailers and deciding that Something Borrowed was 27 Dresses “without the dresses” she also decided that Bridesmaids was the way forward.  Continue reading

The 80s

So; the 80s is really fun! The clothes are fun, the music is cool and the dancing is rad.

Wearing a Dallas-style dress with huge shoulder pads and made of 100% polyester makes one sweat but it is all so worth it. THINK OF THE CALORIES!

Anyway after getting all dressed up with L we went to this bar downtown that a group had rented out for the party. K and her boyfriend were there and  it was so much fun. I started the night by getting fairly blotto but then of course sobered up as the night went on and the need for water because of excessive sweating increased.  Continue reading

Always happens to me

I have come to the conclusion that the most random days ever are eternally going to happen to me.

This is no bad thing though… it means that I rarely have a boring and dull day. Today started out menial enough. I got the bus into Seattle (where it was raining – again) and made my way to the first order of business for the day. This business being buying ballroom dancing shoes.

I had been putting off buying them at home for salsa because I thought that I would be able to get them cheaper here and that there was going to be a better range. So off I toddled to a shop downtown that I had found on Google. Now, this shop had gotten mixed reviews with people saying that the owner had an attitude problem and such.  Continue reading

The aussie

So I am going to fill you in on the Aussie.

After spending the day with him we swapped email addresses and awkwardly hugged. That was all that happened between us.

So a couple of emails were exchanged and I was told that he was going to be here for the day tomorrow. All is good in the hood one might say.  So I was all like “Sure we can meet up, what do you want to do?” and he is all like “Do you want to come onto my five-star cruise boat for seven days up to Alaska for $150?”  Continue reading


So the weekend just gone was when four girls took to the road and had a road-trip of epic proportions.

Everything started off a little weirdly with M and L. M wasn’t the most welcoming of people but once E arrived and we got on the road everything went swimmingly apart from a couple of moody spells on M’s behalf.

Anyway on the Friday we got the ferry to the Peninsula and then drove for what felt like forever. We brought supplies (which included alcohol, bit for the amount of rain we got it wasn’t enough) in Port Angeles and then drove on to the Makah Reservation. On the way we stopped off in the  Hot Springs in the Sol Duc area. The springs were man-made and not that impressive but the small waterfall nearby was pretty. Continue reading

Country dancing and such

So ye. We went to this bar out the outskirts of Seattle and it was like walking into a whole new world! A world full of hicks and hillbilly’s.

Anyway so it was L, K and K’s boyfriend and it was quite a bit of a laugh. We had to be all partnered off and my guy was cute (if not a bit short) but I don’t think he was interested. Ah well, you win some, you lose some.

Anyway it was good fun and there was a band on after the class so you could go up and show off your new found moves. They guy that had been dancing with L got me up and threw me around like a rag-doll. Continue reading

BBQ etc

So on Saturday L and myself went to a BBQ. Over 100 people were there and it was held in Golden Park Gardens. It was a lovely day for it but I felt that maybe there was just too much of a crowd to get to know people.

We left around 7 and went to the cinema to see Water for Elephants. Such a good film but finished really late and by the time I got home everyone was in bed with the front door locked (seemingly they were awake but I really don’t think so). So I stayed at Ls house which was nice but a bit stressful because I hated that Ms family didn’t know where I was. I had texted M but she was already asleep.

Anyway the next morning L had booked to go on the Underground tour of Seattle and as I still hadn’t heard from M I had to go with her. The whole situation sucked because I was meant to be cooking dinner and everything. Anyway L and I did the tour, did the Smith tower and then went to Fremont, a suburb of Seattle to see the sites.  Continue reading