#BlogLife837 - Phone moi

I think I gave up too easily with the phone renewal thingy. I'm just going to keep calling until I find a deal I can live with because every time I call they seem to reduce it, so why not.

I think it's about £19 I'm paying for the month so that or less is maybe doable.

There is no way I am paying more especially with the price hike of £4 maybe?

I can only chance it and call but I'm not really in the mood to haggle at present.

Today was me and Mama's pedicure, that was glorious, massage chair whirring, scrub and cream massages.

No real foot massage but I can live with that, they seemed to be short staffed so bit of a rush job, with one woman catering to us both.

Today the pains were pretty bad, it was just creeping everywhere, so even sitting was horrible.

And changing was excruciating, it felt like I was tearing my arms off.

But I wore the new blue top, it fits so roomily, I might go a size down if I get the reds.

It's not baggy just loose and drew a few compliments from Mama and the salon lady.

Ugh I went into the kitchen to put the leftovers away and forgot to get some cold water.

Haha visually there was no hot totty about, they always seem to come around, when I'm looking my scruffiest not when I'm polished.

Today I experimented with a bluey purply eyeshadow over a reddy pink shade, not too bad.

And me and Mama treated each other, she bought me jalebis and ladoos, indian super sweet desserts as unfortunately the pakoras were sold out.

And they keep acting as though they don't want to sell it to us. Twits!

And I bought us lunch, well breakfasty, she had a full english, minus pork, chips, beans, eggs, mushrooms and I munched some of her fries.

I had about one or two bites of my chicken wrap and felt full and kinda sickly so I just drank the appletiser and packed the rest away.

I should have asked them to put mayo, it seems kinda dry but the wrap itself is like bread and roti had a baby, tasty.

Mama laughed at that, she's preparing for her upcoming trip. I'm keeping my reservations to myself.

I guess the one thing I don't like about this cafe is that the food quality is inconsistent, where other places are good all the time.

I recall last time the wrap was really flavourful and wasn't dry but the bread itself was just average.

Now this time it is the opposite, why can't it be the same all the time?

I mean't to epilate both my legs but the epilator died and when it charged up, I forgot to do the other leg ha.

It's just light fuzz and not much of it now. It's lovely and sunny today, compared to yesterday's rain but I still feel horrible.

The cramps will not let up, I experienced them when I was trying to sleep this morning.

I should eat but my appetite is non existent, it might help to settle my tummy though as it's 3pm and I haven't consumed anything all day.

Normally I would do an Iceland shop for tomorrow but I'm going to leave it for the weekend as the freezer and fridge isn't quite empty yet.

As predicted still nothing from H and I'll leave it until Sunday night as that will have been 5ish days and that's plenty to reach out, if he so chooses.

There's not a chance in hell but I feel better giving that extra time.

I'm taking a break from the cleaning. I'm not up to it at all. What I want to do is find someone else to occupy my mind.

But I value quality over quantity. It's easy to get chitchat but it's way more difficult to find someone truly engaging that has a brain above the waist.

And that's what I'm looking for, although to be honest. I don't even want that, I think I want to wallow, just be sickly and have comfort food or watch my cheesy shows and forget about life and stress and drama and being ignored.

I hope your weekend is a lot cheerier than mine. Monday might be late as I have a meeting.

I'll see how I feel. When I return home, I'm going to be shattered and want to eat and relax and get away from the pains.

#BlogLife714 - The hot totty touch and rescue

Song of the day - Ty - Wait A Minute

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bwD6vuLF-dI&list=WL&index=59

I dunno if I've already put this song up, it's from the show Queenie, they randomly played it and I looked it up as I loved it.

I've just gotten back home, kinda a bad-ish day. The boiler says it's on and working but there is no heat or hot water.

The machine itself is blinking zeros. The dial is behaving normally, the lil fire sign is there.

I was going to wash my hair but it was bad enough standing in cold water rinsing myself, so chickened out.

Once again I will leave it on for a few hours and if nothing improves will call the repairers tomorrow.

I am so tired and then to make it worse. I lost my left lens, it was going into my eye and then freaked out and jumped and I stepped on it, grr.

Have to make an appointment to get a replacement for that also.

It's also been a drizzly day off and on so got caught out a bit but I layered up, bright blue patterned top and black trousers.

I got the pakoras for me and Mama, plus some mini dessert balls, of which the syrup leaked all over the bag.

But I've got no appetite still. I went for the pedicure, I got 2 massages, the scrub and the lotion, and half a foot massage, ha but the massage chair was on and that helped relax me.

Then me and Mama and her friend hopped on the bus to go eat and none of us realised..

One the bus driver was gorgeous, is it pretty guy day today?? Ha!

Two I felt scruffy with no lippy on and not having freshly washed hair.

Plus my tooth is loose and it makes talking sound mumbly.

Anyway, the cafe that we frequent has had a makeover, no more booths, tables and chairs now but comfy, although squashed together.

It was packed and it seemed like 1 waitress was serving everyone.

It didn't seem there was any spaces available for 3 people but then I spotted there were 2 hot totty guys in the corner and space for us.

The guy even tapped or pulled out the chair. He was sweet, normally people act gruff when you sit near them.

Anyway I couldn't help but eavesdrop on the juicier details of their conversation ha.

I know, wrong of me, bad SS, bad bad bad! But I felt tired and irritable and had no cravings so had to entertain myself.

The one sitting next to me, well a few centimetres apart was saying his girlfriend is dieting and measuring food.

He said she portions out a banana and he's exasperated by it, he said she has a good figure anyway, she should just eat the whole banana.

Ha, so sweet, why can't I meet anyone like that?? So I was unashamedly checking out his friend too.

(Ha, why not, right)? and he rolled his sleeves up and I thought big yummy arms, hubba hubba.

Okay, I know I am sounding like a complete pervert but this was too much eye candy to ignore haha!

They were gabbing away for ages and to stop me giggling at them, I picked up my phone as the random, wait for it...

J...... Tsk, yes another one, was texting me all morning so I pretended I was giggling at my phone, instead of them.

(This one migrated to a call but maybe we both disconnected and didn't follow up, I was shattered, maybe he was too)?

That was last Monday.

I don't know if they noticed, I don't think I was obvious. When they made to leave and the guy next to me apologised about disturbing us.

There was no room whatsoever. I offered to get up and sit in his seat but my legs took that moment to collapse.

And he was concerned and helped me up, and I shifted only for them to give way again.

So I kinda mumbled that my legs don't work and he said I feel even worse now.

I don't know if I thanked him or acted contrite, I was too embarrassed and trying to compose myself.

But he was lovely and kind, quite a rare occurrence to meet that sort of person.

I thought this deserved a whole post of it's own. Hmm sleep isn't coming, I should try to eat again..

#BlogLife632 - Ghost? He said/She said..

Song of the day - Faouzia - My Heart's Grave

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ScU5mOlAyvY&list=WL&index=40

It's been an interesting weekend. Perceptions were a lil off. There were two new randoms and both had great voices which is unusual to find one I like.

A few days later I bumped into them again, one completely ignored me which was a lil strange but then I recalled some of the conversation towards the end and he was going Yep, yep, yep as though he wasn't listening.

Which bugged me a lil but mostly I let it wash over me as it was late. After that things seemed fine, we chatted about anything and everything.

Had a laugh and then said goodnight and I told him I wouldn't use his number again because he didn't say I could.

He seemed surprised by that but didn't argue, he could have said, well call me tomorrow or next week but instead he said alright.

I assumed it was a one off chat and then I saw him in the room and he didn't greet me so I shrugged and left.

The next one was really funny because he's such a womaniser, he didn't even recognise my nickname.

He gave the exact same speech introduction and I ripped him apart for it, ha I was cruel.

But I'm used to being remembered, anyway I jogged his memory, he hadn't replied to my text and so I was going to give it a few more days and then block him.

But he said I didn't reply to him and then his messages to me couldn't be delivered.

Now here is what happened because both of them have been blocked now.

I turned off RCS Chats because I thought, hang on, what if there is a charge? 

Then I googled it and felt reassured and switched it back on but now I realise, in the time it was off..

He had probably been replying to me but it failed and I don't think they attempted redelivery because he then said, they could no longer be sent to me.

It didn't matter that I had re-activated it, people will just wrongfully assumed, they've been ghosted.

I've now completely switched it off because it's buggy. Why would it not just keep trying to deliver the message?

Anyway that matter was cleared up and we stayed to talk further but I realised that, I actually didn't want to talk to him again.

He's just too obsessed with flirting and trying to get me to engage and I just kept saying no or deflecting, it gets really dull after a while.

It kinda made me face up to something else, that a part of me is switched off for a reason.

It's to do with my past and what happened and there is that same mental block of I'll say some things, I'll do some things..

But I won't say that and I won't do that.

Trying to be manipulated into doing something that makes me uncomfortable is just unappealing.

There are reasons behind everything and if someone doesn't get it, then I will move on to someone that does.

I just got back, well a lil while ago really. I am exhausted, bloated, hungry and full all at the same time.

I just kept feeling crampy and sicky and I wanted to double over from the cramps or cancel but I couldn't really.

I was running late, I had to keep playing the anti nausea so I could function and the buses were delayed so that made it worse.

But I made it and picked up some pakoras for me and Mama and some sweets for me.

He kept wanting to add more and I was like Noo, stop because I knew I couldn't eat that much of it, though it is delicious.

The cucumber raita is far too spicy, I burned my tongue, it wasn't bad for £15, I thought it would be more.

The pedicure was £25 and I had the triple leg massage, soap, scrub and cream. It's supposed to be foot as well but she didn't do that bit ha.

We didn't do the lunch thing because I was running late and I'm kinda glad because I just wanted to get home and rest.

Oh I bought this orange ramune drink from the sushi place, it's a weird contraption to open it.

I searched youtube and you need a flat surface to pop it open. I picked orange and it's fizzy but a weak taste of fanta.

I quite enjoyed that it seemed to have less sugar. Oh I asked when the brow lady is returning and the reply was maybe in a few months, ugh :(

#BlogLife572 - Treated like a Queenie

How's things? I'm writing tomorrow's post, tonight because I know I'll be exhausted.

I'm meeting Mama tomorrow for breakfast/lunch and we both mentioned we were craving veggie pakoras and some ladoos so she'll pick them up.

And I'm going to finally do the eyebrow shape and pedicure that I put off.

Then I'll get my booties from her and she said the phone stand I bought might be busted so will sort that out.

I did some pre-beauty tidy up and plucked a lil and removed the hard skin from my feet.

I wanted to look less scruffy I guess. Oh If I remember I'll epilate also. There's one lil patch of fuzz ha, on my legs.

My thighs are completely smooth. That's epilating for you. I'm back home, well been back for a while.

A nap wouldn't take and I was munching pakoras and my lunch. I ordered a chicken salad panini but I couldn't face it.

I pathetically nibbled some of the salad and took the rest to go. I feel a lil blah today. 

I guzzled down an orange fanta for the energy and that was it. I feel so drained and hormonal.

The pedicure was mostly great, the massage chair was relaxing me and I got three foot/leg massages.

I think soap, scrub and the final one was a cream but she pressed or squeezed so hard I actually screamed.

It's like no matter how many times I see them and repeatedly explain, can you be gentle please, they don't listen.

My face was cringing and contorted in pain, not so soothing but most of it was fine really.

Oops I got the prices wrong, I had it in my head that the pedicure was £20 and the brow shape was £5.

Nope, the pedicure is £25. I almost didn't have enough but I try to withdraw extra from the cashpoint just in case.

Oh yea, I was a bit miffed that, it was practically empty and after the pedicure, they said go in the room and we'll be there soon.

So I waited a bit, only to be told, sorry, we're too busy for it. Arghhh.

Aggravating because now I have to go there again, which is a tiring trek for me.

How are you too busy? There aren't any customers and there is 2 of you doing absolutely nothing but gossiping.

Ugh! Anyway that ticked me off. It seemed like they couldn't be bothered to do their jobs, as it would have taken 5 minutes, 10 at the most!!

Ooh I bought the red kaftan that I liked from Amazon which was a lil steep at £22 but the postage was free and the quality seems to last longer than other places.

But usually I get a size bigger so it's baggy, they didn't that size so I had to get my normal one, which I hope isn't tight.

The rest were colours I already had and some didn't have a size, which was disappointing.

I really would have got this bright blue one, that looked so pretty. It was nice to sit down with Mama and chill for a while.

I really fancy another fizzy to perk me up but I'm not going to bother.

Oh yea the booties. Firstly, I do like the colour, it's a bit plummy. It doesn't look old fashioned which I'm relieved about.

It looks small for a size 9, I'm more of an 8, but I get a bigger size to wear thick men's sockies inside.

I like the zip so I don't have to tie any laces, although the other one I can just slip my feet in them, without untying the laces.

I guess I'll see if I can wear thick socks with it. The summer sockies I bought, which Mama loves are a bit too thin for walking.

My feet felt a lil bruised today and I tried them on and they feel snuggly and warm and easy to wear.

I'm happy with them, shame it was such a headache to purchase them.

#BlogLife527 - Illegal avocado order

Iceland had a whole bunch of noodles and I saw a brand called Koka which is unfamiliar.

It was beef flavour for 45p and it took about 8 minutes to cook and for the water to dissolve.

Still piping hot and there is a lil sachet and it's good enough for a meal.

I was going to cook some meatballs to go with it but I had some crackers and cheese as a starter and I don't feel like anything else.

I usually go with the chicken ones as they are the safe bet, I usually like those, anything else is hit or miss.

But for a change I went with the beef and it's really tasty. Thin to medium noodles, a lil salty and a good strong taste of beef.

It's Monday afternoon and I was hoping for a nap after I got in with a Mama and me day but my head was too awake.

It's been a really horrid and nice mixed day. I started off throwing up, my hair looked really cute today.

The new tops arrived in blue and red, lovely summery colours and I got my brows done first which was great as Mama was running late.

Then we both got the massagey pedicures £30 altogether for me. I feel really delicate and off but at the same time, not typically sick.

It's hard to explain but this headache is the worst, 4th day now I think, that it keeps coming and going and I don't know what the cause is.

I'm trying to rest, trying to keep hydrated enough. I do miss the naps but I just find it so difficult to achieve them in summer.

It's funny because I've got the eye gel mask resting on my forehead and when the courier came I was in my nightie with it on, must have looked strange ha.

I'm not sure it is helping but I'm keeping it on for a while longer.

The pedicure was great, she gave me the cream and the scrub massage but because all of me had stiffened up, the hardest part is trying to balance and put my socks on.

I really hate that part because it involves bending and gripping a chair and the pain is building with any movements so it's a relaxing experience for the most part but some elements are horribly awkward.

By the time we hopped on a bus to get to the cafe, I was shattered but really thirsty and peckish.

She decided to have scrambled eggs on toast and I was surprised they had an avocado option because a while back she said they stopped serving avocado.

This got me excited even though the headache was coming on and I just wanted to close my eyes and sleep.

Chronic exhaustion is like you are running on borrowed energy and these days even resting doesn't increase the stamina, once it's depleted that's it, done for the day.

But I wanted to sit and chat as both our birthdays are upcoming and I don't know if I'll make it down there, with Dic monopolising my time.

Oh an amusing thing is, we have similar tastes in a few tops and nighties, so a few of our outfits are quite alike and she has a youthful vigor so she can get away with anything really.

She had bought some cooling mists for me and I handed over the lipbalm, fabric scent booster and some curlers.

Oof taking big steps and walking seems to be a bad idea at the moment. As my body hasn't healed itself, it's still tender and in need of pure rest, which I wish I could give it.

I keep getting up for refills and I wanted a light snack but I couldn't see anything appealing so I'm cooking the other beef noodle sachet.

This is the Batchelor's one for a £1 and it's also beef as most things I get are chicken.

Their chicken version is superb actually. I just going to let the water evaporate and let it cool down as my appetite has disappeared again.

In the cafe I politely enquired if they could do a fried egg and avocado panini and she came out with the softest convoluted response ever.

My head was splitting apart at this point and I didn't want to think or work out what the hell she was trying to say.

From what I can gather, egg and toast is fine, avocado and toast are fine but a mixture of the two together is forbidden to put together.

If I wasn't so confused because I've now just worked out what she mean't, I would have laughed at her.

You would think it was an allergic reaction product, like shellfish or peanuts or I can't think of another one and I just shrugged and I think Mama just completed for me.

Paninis were a no-no but rolls or toast were acceptable. It was so ridiculous.

So it arrived dry with no butter or mayo or any sauces but I don't use butter anyway, the egg was on the side and a whole avocado was on the two wholemeal toasts.

Plus the tiniest 1 or 2 leaf salad but the saving grace was a lemon slice and I shared with Mama and offered her as much avocado as she wanted, as she loves it too.

The lemon juice which I would not have thought of adding, saved it from being bland.

Although the egg was lightly seasoned and when I put it all together, it was delicious..

I struggled with the heaviness of the fillings. I was bloated but peckish and I was a bit worried about being sick again.

But I had no energy and I was feeling increasingly worse so I took my time but ate the whole thing, (minus removing avocado chunks) and drunk a whole bottle of lucozade, which is unlike me.

I never finish the drink or the meal because in the back of my mind, I'm conscious of being perceived as an over-eater.

Even though it's a small to medium dish. It's something that never escapes my mind completely.

And I don't stop myself from munching, I automatically will not have those extreme hunger pangs, just mini ones that disappear after I start devouring a lil of the meal.

if I'm famished, my brain has told my stomach so many times, that's enough, after a few bites or nothing at all, in public places not to consume, that's it is a permanent fixture.

I run on auto-pilot and it's the same with not oversharing, my defences are up and it flashes a warning, if someone is asking too many personal questions...

Why do they need to know that? What will they do with that information?

Anyway, I'm home chilling out and the weather is mild so I'm going to put the heated blankie over me and if I drift off, that will be nice.

Maybe the noodles will settle me and writing this out, even though I have a few posts in my drafts that I was going to publish, will switch off my brain, enough to fall asleep.

If my body is knackered but my mind wants to talk, sleep never comes.

Oops two things, am trying the Batchelors which has the strongest scent but is bland to mild. I don't recommend it.

I'm really disappointed but I did put too much water maybe that is why.

The Koka is much nicer. I just wanted to do a quick comparison.

The other thing was the youngest abusive sibling has moved in with Mama for a month, instead of forking out for a hotel or crashing with friends.

Due to the fact he is leaving for good again to live abroad and we both hope he stays because she looked exasperated.

He's selfish and spoiled and has a nasty threatening temper so I told her, not to take any of his nonsense.

She is an early riser and he sleeps in and expects her to be all tiptoeing around her own damn house!!

I forgot to ask when he's leaving actually. I don't want to be there, if he's around.

I know I'm not supposed to say this but it's like an early birthday present.

I don't have to be afraid. I don't have to cower. I don't have to flee to safety.

So when I stay there, if there is anything Mama wants me to do for, then that's fine, if it's within my abilities, I will go ahead.

But he, it's like he considers himself a Lord that doesn't have to respect others or pay some kindness back and I've never gotten that.

Because Mama was saying she has an early Doctor or hospital appointment to take care of her skin or feet and the buses don't always run super early.

She said he has a car but will struggle on the bus, if need be. That angers me sooooo much.

You can't get your butt up to give her a lift when you're staying rent free?????

I don't drive so I can't do it. There's no kickback for him so it's not a consideration. No money, no favours, nothing.

But why should she have to bribe him for a small favour???

I doubt he would have the decency to say, I was not planning on getting up early, but if you need something I would be more than happy to accommodate you.

She would probably have to ask or more likely, she will wait and see if he offers.

She didn't say anything when I said he's an entitled spoilt brat but it made me inwardly smile when she said, after he'e gone, it will be done and she can relax.

I doubt he will stay away for good, he comes back to sponge for favours and cash too often.

Would be nice though. The first thing that popped into my head was a sibling-free Christmas.

No ego, no drama, no demands, no scariness or threats or violence.

Sheer bliss. If the other two moved off the face of the earth, I could breathe.

#BlogLife484 - Triple massage/triple pleasure

I'm beginning to think the Postie has run off with my curlers which is pretty funny because he has no hair but I'm surprised they are still not here, grr.

I was up and out early to Meet Mama but I was running late due to the roadworks and dry heaving.

I think I'm okay now, aside from being insanely tired. She opted out of the pedicures, poor thing as she was chilly and had under-dressed.

I'm so surprised she liked my hair shorter. Normally I point out a new thing and ask her opinion, not because I need her to like it, I'm always just curious.

But she noticed it and loved it, I tousled it and pinned it back because it's not curling properly and I said Oh okay, I thought I had done it too short and she was like Nooooo.

I love it, it suits you. I gotta admit it does have volume and has a style of it's own but it needs a lil wave, here and there.

Her side was sunny, but my area (an hourish), maybe away, starts off really cold and then warms up around lunchtime or late afternoon.

By the time I was coming back home, I was all toasty and warm because I always have a long top on and then I added the top/cardigan all in one, plus a heavy jacket ha.

I actually wasn't in too much pain today so I hopped on another bus to go into town and finally get some pampering done.

I'm always glad I go to the beauty salon but the journey there I dread, with the possible pain and lack of energy.

It's just taxing. Anyway they were kinda busy and luckily it's the same price, £5 for an eyebrow wax/tweezer and £25 for the pedicure.

I kinda wish it was more Americany, where if you're getting more than one treatment done, you stay in the chair and they just adjust it so you don't have to move..

But it was still really nice, she did go gentle because even the bones, that weren't actually broken, seem quite damaged and sensitive.

I'm very susceptible to anyone being heavy handed, I really do feel sore afterwards and during.

I think due to the fact that I'm a semi regular, she knows that I'm kinda fragile because I was getting ready to yelp in pain but it wasn't too bad.

I asked her to start the chair massage and oh my........ That sent me on a warm and fuzzy plane.

I didn't realise how much I needed that. I suppose with all I'm going through it makes sense.

She did the scrub foot and leg massage and she also did the cream one.

I didn't think she was going to do it actually but it felt so great, my eyes were closing and she did ask if I was ok.

But the funny thing was she kept repeating something with a face mask on and it came out muffled.

It sounded like How's bomb? And I was racking my brains to work out what on earth she was talking about, until it dawned on me and I laughed.

How's Mama? That's what she mean't. The only thing I didn't like was that while she was holding my head, she left wax on my scalp.

I'm too tired to have another shower/bath so I took some wet wipes and sprayed some leave in conditioner.

It's not a massive amount but it's annoying to have sticky hair and worry that a clump will fall out.

#BlogLife395 - The annual legs epilation

It's the second day in a row of no naps. Sigh but actually I've been sleeping earlier and getting blocks of it, so it's not that bad.

Do I honestly shave, sorry no epilate my legs yearly only? Well no but it feels like that.

I switched my epilator on, did one leg roughly and moved on to the other and the battery died ha so I'll finish it off tonight.

There isn't that much hair, some patches here and there so I'm not bothered about it as I don't wear short skirts any longer.

On my thighs, it's even scarcer just a tiny bit of fine hair and that's it. The epilator did the permanent hair removal for me.

Gone are the leg flashing days for me. I only tend to do some hair removal when I go for my pedicures.

After my Opticians appointment as it's nearby, I'll finally get my eyebrows shaped and then get a pedicure/back massage in the chair.

Iceland delivered my shopping and as I was unpacking there was three extra bags of Sea Bass.

I got somebody else's order again. Supermarkets don't collect items once it's handed over, so you always keep the surplus uncharged.

I rang up mama to see if she wants them as I wouldn't know what to do with it and she was delighted.

She's going to meet me on Monday (might be today, depends when I post this).

And we are off for pedicures and lunch maybe. Why do freshly smooth legs itch so much?

I hate that. I think the only thing I haven't worn from my haul is the red trousers.

I'll see what I feel like wearing nearer the time. The reason I epilate before an appointment, is they always ask me if I want a leg wax and seem bewildered when I say no, ha.

Plus if I'm lucky I get that lovely leg massage. I just hope they don't do the leg slapping, that's horrible but funny..

I'm thinking about getting some red Christmassy hair clips as I don't have any but then I would drawing attention to my thin messy hair, which doesn't style properly....

I've seen some cute ones though. Ugh Monday was supposed to be a stress free day but I have another last minute appointment with no warning so gotta postpone that til lunchtime.

I'm not cancelling the Opticians or the pedicure, so Mr X,Y,Z go screw yourself and wait patiently by the phone for once.

You like keeping me waiting, how do you like it when the shoe is on the other foot?? Not nice is it?!

I keep staring at my clothes strewn all over the bed hoping they will clear themselves but no dice :(

I didn't get much sleep last night so I was a bit groggy, no time for makeup, my hair went into ponytails as it's just easier.

and I was gonna call and delay my phone appointment but instead I just vomited.

Normally it's just a few rounds of dry heaving but this was upset stomach day.

I didn't really know why but then I started my period and all made sense, the lack of appetite, the bloating, the cramps..

I put on my red trousers and sweet though they are, it's just enormous around the waist/hip areas so cannot be worn at all.

I'm gutted but I wore those new favourite, grey/black/white patterned ones and set off.

Mama told me the bus station had been closed and that was another stressy thing as there were heavy roadworks and stops were closed too and I didn't want to be stranded again.

However luckily it remained open and there was just a tiny bit of congestion. I'm glad I set off early.

In the late afternoon it will be horrendous. My eyebrows really needed fixing.

Now, afterwards, oh they look so pretty and stylish and thinnn. Just how I adore them.

I was stressed a bit as mama wasn't answering her phone and I had only a bit of cash on me, they don't take card payments annoyingly.

So I didn't want to have the pedicure and not be able to pay for it, even though they know me, so I stalled a bit, until she arrived late and explained she was just a tad delayed.

It was glorious, I didn't know the chair could massage your derriere also. I was fiddling with the controller and oh heavens it was all good.

It wasn't busy at all, so they took their time, got a leg/foot scrub massage and cream massage, so doubly therapeutic for the tensions.

Then we went to lunch and I had a tiny can of Appletiser, lush and I was peckish but not hungry so struggled to eat.

They always cut the panini in four and by the first or second piece, plus the coleslaw and salad, I'm bursting so I just had them pack it away for me and I'm still satisfied.

I feel bad the bags got mixed up and I handed mama some extra large bin bags and protein tablets for the lenses and she got me some roti and curry and some sweets and sandwiches but her pakoras accidentally got in my bag, oops.

The weird thing is I didn't see that yummy mint or cucumber raita dip included so she probably has that in her bags.

I'm not into spicy food but sometimes the roti wraps are just delicious. Minus the pepper.

Tomorrow I'm heading to the market again. I gotta post a letter and pick up some bits and pieces.

I'm yawning but napping won't take for now, perhaps later. Oops..

Forgot to tell you the best bit. Well I don't have to collect my lenses, I'm supposed to but because he knows me, he asked if I preferred them posted and I jumped at it and he didn't even charge me, like Morefields used to. Pfft.

Also I missed a few calls from Mr X,Y,Z he's not important enough to have an initial hence the letters.

Anyway I ignored them because outside there's too much traffic noise. I can barely hear them and vice versa, so no point answering until I was back home.

His appointment was 10am and I didn't get back until 1pm haha. I called up and his secretary said Oh we've been trying to reach you, he's ill, so not in today.

Instead of me saying....Oh what a shame, I just said, well please pass on my apologies and the reason I was delayed etc.

You know the weird thing was, they didn't have the decency to cancel the appointment, with a text or email, knowing he wouldn't be present.

They called afterwards. Well maybe being poorly will teach him some much needed compassion for others.

But knowing him, he'll probably be a man-child calling for his mama, saying I'm ill, with slight man-flu wah wah wah...

I don't want to wish others ill-will but he's been mentally/physically pressuring me so I kinda hope he stays unwell for a lil longer.

Sorry but I need a break!!

#BlogLife242 - Beauty impaired

I set my alarm early for about 8amish and thought I would get ready and leave early to avoid queues and crowds. I slept through the first or both of them but it was only 8.30am so wasn't too bad.

I didn't leave until 11amish. I don't know why it takes me so long to get ready but it does. I washed my hair and decided to do half up/half down and tie the remaining.

I'm not sure how it looked from the back but the front was tidy. I have grey hairs prominently displayed at the front fringey bit but I am not really bothered.

I feel so old as it is, grey hairs are nothing to freak out about. I didn't have to wait to long for the buses and there are other bits I could have done but I didn't want to tire myself out.

Today was about beauty. I decided it was long overdue and finally opted to get my brows tidied. Wow. I have shape again, they look so good.

The first thing though was the luxury pedicure, the chair has a percussion and shiatsu massage so while my tootsies are soaking I can mostly chill out.

Altogether it was £28 and because it was practically empty she was so thorough. I felt like I had about 3 leg massages. The scrub, the cream and maybe soap?

I'm not sure but that part was totally luxurious, however the pain was creeping in and started to get really painful and I wasn't doing anything but holding onto the chair rest.

When I was lifting my legs to take them in and out of the warm water for the treatment. I felt this immense pain. It was uncomfortable but the massages help.

I was trying to take some deep breaths and stay light and fluffy but it was a challenge. It's not usually this bad but I strained my legs with the mopping and maybe that's why.

I kinda feel a bit dead in certain areas of my body, any little bit of exertion and it's torture. There is more tidying to do but I'll either get to it later or tomorrow.

I did wear that new purply wrap top today and found some blue trousers I had forgotten about. Also a brand new pair of beige trousers that are just a tad snug.

They still have the tags on so I'll keep them for a while and see if I can eventually fit into them.

I went with Pret A Manger, my favourite sandwich shop and bought the chicken and avocado sandwich, plus the chicken katsu baguette.

I overbuy and then stuff them in the fridge as I knew I would not want to be standing cooking/heating up anything.

The slapping method

I finally feel a little more presentable now that my eyebrows have been shaped and tidied. Mum and me spent half the day together even though it was bitterly cold and drizzling. 

The winnings haven't gone into her account yet but it sometimes seems rare for us to get together without interruptions so we decided to meet anyway.

I skipped breakfast as usual. I just didn't feel hungry and I knew we'd be having a big lunch so that was fine. The salon was actually the busiest I've seen it in a while so we had to wait. 

If I had minutes on my phone I would have booked but too much gabbing away on the phone has dried up the mere 400 that BT permits me.

I'm not sure about this new leave in conditioner I bought. I prefer the spray kind as it's less weighty but  it doesn't seem to do much although having just felt my hair it is a fraction softer. 

I might just stick with the cream one I discovered in Tesco that smells divine. I can't be too liberal with it though as it doesn't soak in well but if used correctly it does leave my hair kissably soft. I actually forgot I had any at home hence buying more.

Now that my hair is so much shorter I am determined to take care of it better so that it grows quickly and healthily. It was the longest length I have managed to grow it since being a teenager.

I'm sure it was just above my waist but it was so stringy and thin I just had to be strict with myself and cut off the majority.

Have you ever had a percussion massage? I haven't. I'm so used to my cosy shiatsu massage cushion that I have never considered anything else. 

Well this time I was sat on the right chair and it was set to percussion and some sort of pushy squeezey method which was truly bizarre and not greatly relaxing but when it swept across my back that was heavenly.

I let mum go first because we both love how the female beautician thoroughly does the leg massage whereas the male only goes as far as the ankle.

Unfortunately as they were so full today we both waited in turn and he treated us both which was a smidgen disappointing but it was still a decent experience until the end. 

I'm not sure why he is so heavy handed or thinks women appreciate it but it is too freaky. At the end he started slapping my legs up and down. 

I watched in amazement as he had done it to previous people but somehow was still gobsmacked when he did it to me and it wasn't light it was as though he was seeking revenge. 

Hard and violent psychopathic retribution. I had to tell him to stop because it bloody hurt.

Why..? Oh why?? Would you do that to a woman? Instead of just ending on a soothing massage? 

I am still traumatised and may need to seek therapy or go the easy route and plead with the female staff to take care of me next time :)