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I think I’m a country girl

Posted on August 23, 2009

This week­end I did some­thing I never in a mil­lion years thought I would do, I par­tic­i­pated in and won a snail race. I have said this before and will say it again I am a city girl through and through. I’d never seen a tad­pole until recently. I’ve never rid­den a horse. The first time I was stung by a net­tle I freaked out think­ing I had been bit­ten by a bug. Yes folks I am citi­fied, my idea of wildlife was killing the roaches that crawled up the bath­tub pipes in my high rise dorm building.

Squidge and I drove to Allo­stock in Cheshire on Sat­ur­day to join in on a fam­ily fun day. I dream of liv­ing in a big house in Cheshire so I jumped at the chance. The lit­tle vil­lage of Allo­stock is beau­ti­ful (and if my right­move app is any­thing to go by veddy veddy pricey) and we had a fan­tas­tic time. Squidge ran around singing, danc­ing, dec­o­rat­ing bis­cuits, star­ing at Shet­land ponies, eat­ing ice cream and pick­ing the win­ning snail.

The city girl in me was a bit icked out by the bucke o’snails but Squidge just reached right in there and pulled one out.

She chose #38, we named him Bolt.

Bolt was a bit on the hefty side.  I was going to have her pick another one but though hell it’s only 30p! We set our snail on the table along w/ the oth­ers and the race started. They were feisty lit­tle bug­gers which amazed me a lit­tle. Still, at the end of the day they were snails so we wan­dered off for a bit while the race went on. When I went back to check on Bolt he was in the lead– holy freak­ing slime ball! This is the point in the story were you see how pathet­i­cally com­pet­i­tive I am. A girl, no older than 10, was help­ing her snail along by wav­ing some let­tuce in front of her snail. I thought to my self  OH HELL NO IS ISN’T!! Please visu­al­ize my best Shanae­nae.  Yes folks I took piece of let­tuce and BRIBED lit­tle ole Bolt to the fin­ish line.  Booyah!!!  All jok­ing aside Bolt was going and wasn’t all that inter­ested in the lettuce

So that’s the story of how this city girl won a snail race and came home w/ a bag of mar­bles.  Good thing too as I think I might be los­ing mine.

first encounter

Posted on May 7, 2009

w/ the make-up counter– this is what hap­pens when you don’t pay atten­tion to a 3 year old while at the make-up counter.  I heard her chat­ting away to her­self but since the child doesn’t stop chat­ting from the moment she wakes up to the moment she sleeps you’ll for­give me if I wasn’t really lis­ten­ing.   Then like a radio tun­ing into a sta­tion it finally reg­is­tered!  I sup­pose it kept her busy while I chose that ooooh so per­fect shade of nail pol­ish that I will end up never using.  

First she was very pleased with herself.

Then she became a wee bit coy.

Hai!

Posted on March 28, 2009

Where has the time gone?!?!! So what have we been up to…
On Mon­day I drove down to Stoke to pho­to­graph this lit­tle bun­dle of new­born loveliness

I had sooooo much fun.  It was my first new­born shoot and Jenny (the mom) was super sweet and I hope she enjoys the pho­tos as much as I enjoyed tak­ing them.  I’m still in the mid­dle of pro­cess­ing.  I had for­got­ten how teeny new­borns are.  You should have seen the tiny lit­tle bum this one has!  Not like the big girl bum that comes my way after it goes potty!!

The rest of the week has been pretty bor­ing.  Went to the library on Tues­day, which was good since we missed our nor­mal Mon­day story time.  On Wednes­day I didn’t do much of any­thing.  Thurs­day we went swim­ming and Squidge was sooo freak­ing good!  It was like we had our swim lov­ing Squidge back!  I’ve been talk­ing to her for 2 weeks about swim­ming and not cry­ing and how when she cries water goes up her nose and she doesn’t like that and she needs to not cry and and AND!!!  And I think it finally worked!!  Thurs­day Wal went down to Lon­don for work and when he got back we went out for a curry.  Only thing was we had to wait until it got dark!  It made us laugh because Squidge asso­ciates going for a curry as some­thing that only hap­pens at night.  Not that we go out for cur­ries much so I don’t know why that has stuck.  I won­der what would hap­pen if we went to a dif­fer­ent restau­rant?  Hmm prob­a­bly a lot of tears.

So that has been my week in a nut­shell.  Hmmm did I for­get any­thing?  Oh yes the bath is in. I repeat the BATH IS IN!  Well at least tem­porar­ily, we need to make some adjust­ments and then we can start tiling.  Oh, I am SOOOO look­ing for­ward to that– not!  I absolutely loathe DIY but Wal is happy put­ter­ing around so hey what­ever as long as I sell this feck­ing place by the Sum­mer. Oh I also sold all but one of my lenses (kept my 50mm) and have ordered a Nikon 24–85 f/2.8.  It wasn’t my first choice lens but at £1100 that lens was NEVER going to hap­pen.  At least not yet.  The new lens should be arriv­ing tomor­row and I’m really look­ing for­ward to it as it’s sup­posed to be a fan­tas­tic lens.  

Any­hoo enough of my bor­ing jib­ber jab­ber– here are some ran­dom pho­tos from the past week.

 

 

 

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