Mrs Flax, tights and okra

Beautiful gift tags above from 3 girls and a goat over at Etsy.

I think I have been tagged by four or five different people. But I have been a bad blogger and lost track of who and when. Please speak up if it was you? I'm not rude just a bit forgetful. and obviously I have been doing very important stuff like dressing up etc!

So seven things?

When I was much younger I used to watch The film Labyrinth, every day. I had a huge crush on David Bowie. Only now do I see the wrong in this. Those tights! What was he and I thinking?! But boy oh boy did I want that crystal Barbie style dress that Jennifer Connelly wore to the Masquerade Ball. I still love the song that plays in that scene now.

I consider myself to be a well behaved dinner guest. I will eat most things unless you serve me mussels, okra or mushrooms.

I used to go to ballet classes and loved it until my teacher insisted I sing "Happy talkin, talkin, happy talk" alone on stage for the local music festival. I refused and that was my last day. A singer I am most definitely not.

I'm not so good at time keeping. I hate being chained down. Don't wear a watch. Don't care if my mobile is charged. I like to be free. In my own little world.

Due to the happenings in my previous post we are having fried breakfast for dinner today. I am normally quite a healthy eater and like to cook epic dinners, but the novelty still hasn't worn off that I can choose anything at all to put in our shopping basket! Although Dean does not get enthused at the thought of cereal or just a bowl of mashed potatoes and peas for an evening meal, I do! When he is away I sometimes just eat marshmallows or citrus fruits for supper. Today I have eaten an advent calendar's worth of chocolate.

It seems as though I am making out the husband to be a bit of a grump. But he is lots of fun, wouldn't have married him otherwise!. He is however quite a realist so living with someone not unlike a combination of a christmas elf and Cher's kooky character Mrs Flax from the film Mermaids (who doesn't love a star shaped sandwich in their packed lunch?). Maybe it's hard for him sometimes. : )

I hate zombies. They really turn my stomach. I couldn't even watch that silly film "Shaun of the dead" because zombies really make me feel sick. I find the undead so chilling. Maybe it has to do with all the moaning, arms outstretched and shuffling feet. Yuck. Makes me shiver just to write about it!

Its hard to know who to tag I have met so many wonderful people just lately , sorry if you have already been asked, but I'd love to learn more about you. . . . . . . Theresa and Eva-Maria, Michiko, Brittany, Manon, Lynn, Kelly, and Jane plus anyone else who wants to chime in?!

(lot of links here too so if I've mixed up the names just let me know.)

Really, I am going now to polish off the last of those macaroons.

7 things

Bradford over at the Bedlam of Beefy has tagged me, so here goes!

I feel that this is the year I am going to change my life and steer it in the direction I should have been going in, but somehow wasn't. Reading all these inspiring blogs over the past year and meeting all these lovely people, all who run their own businesses and are doing things that really make them happy has helped. That combined with me turning 30 in nine days time, I think my mind has finally found some clarity. I think my precious Dean will have to help me a little as I've only been computer literate for a year!

From the age of 17-25 I collected Barbie dolls. Had a real habit, which cost me a lot. Loved her, all those different outfit options, hairstyles, shoes. A visit to FAO Schwarz the first time I went to New York, only made this worse. I think the problem may have stemmed from my mum insisting I played with Sindy as a child, this doll with an oversized head did not cut it. She drove a Range Rover, whilst Barbie had a Ferrari! So when I got my one and only Crystal Barbie I treasured her greatly. I have a photo somewhere of me aged about 6 clutching her as if my life depended on it. No way was I gonna let my baby sister get her sticky mitts on crystal. They are soon to be in someone else's collection via ebay. Blogging has really helped me express myself verbally and visually. I am sometimes painfully shy, hate compliments, and generally down talk my successes. But weirdly I am quite confident in myself? sounds odd but I guess I am quietly confident, I know what I like and know what suits me. For instance I will step out in a great dress, this pleases me until people pull me aside and say I look nice, then I go to pieces. Writing this makes me blush.

I am allergic to feathers, fur, pollen, dust, so no pets for me. Found this out after my mum forced me to wear a very fluffy angora sweater, my protestations fell on deaf ears until my eyes were so red and swollen she had to concede that I was in fact correct. They still made me live with two cats and a dog! But hey my home now is pet and fur free and I love that. Always a head strong independent girl even when I was little. As first born grand daughter I was Granny's favorite girl, the spoiling came up against some opposition from mum. Little notice was taken and when I look back I guess me and granny were as thick as thieves, but I was like seven and didn't take to the shadow that followed me around in the form of my younger sister. So one time I just phoned Granny and told her mum said I could go visit. She came and got me and off I went no cares for the family that was left wondering where I was!

Me and said shadow are now the best of friends and have been since she was 14 and I was 18.

It may seem mother is getting a bit of stick here but she was not really that mean! I love my entire family very much and feel so lucky that we all get on so well. So heres to the best family in the world Mum, Dad, Tamzin, Leah and Granny love you all x x x

Thanks bradford.