Starting from now, I’m no longer writing ‘Life Catch-Up’ posts on a monthly basis. If you’ve been around here a while and have a significantly better memory than me, you’ll know that ‘Life Catch-Up’ originally started as a way to categorise any posts that were about what’s been going on, and I’m going back to that. I’ve enjoyed having a monthly review, but I’m starting to find it quite dull. And sometimes I just want to write about something that happened without having to start with ‘this month has passed quickly’, you know.
I feel like I go through phases with blogging. Sometimes, I’m big on scheduling, spend every day thinking about it, and manage to get out two posts a week, other times I just live my life and let the blog take a backseat. At the start of the year I challenged myself to get into a schedule with blogging, because I wanted to improve my content and increase my audience, but that’s not really something I’m interested in right now. I want to write and get to know new people, yes, but I don’t want to be a professional blogger. That’s never what I started this for, but I somehow got sucked in by all the new-age bloggers and fancy flatlays. I’d rather just have fun doing it, and not try to force out posts for the sake of it.
The Past Few Weeks of Blog Neglect
I’ve spent the past few weeks doing lots of things and going to lots of events. A few weeks ago I went to Bradford Unleashed comic con as Batgirl and had an amazing time taking lots of photos and looking round some absolutely fantastic stalls. I treated myself to the best Spirited Away lamp ever, which now has pride of place on my bedside table.
I’ve also been going to lots of writing open mic nights, and it’s been so inspiring watching people read out their work. I’m hoping that soon I’ll be brave enough to stand up and read mine!
I also went to a writing workshop and managed to actually read my 1000 words to two people without stumbling over my words and panicking. It might not seem like much, but it’s definitely a little victory for me!
The Birthday Week
I’ve had the busiest, weirdest, most fantastic birthday week ever! I can’t believe all the things that have happened, and know that I’m truly blessed to have so many amazing people in my life. If you’d spoken to me only three years ago, after my fail of a 22nd birthday, I’d have had a completely different view of everything. I was miserable, thinking negatively, and convinced that there was just no point in celebrating anything. Yes, this year something life-changing happened, but even without that I’d have had a brilliant time, and still been incredibly happy. It’s unbelievable how much a change of attitude can change everything, and make everything so much better.
Last Sunday, I went out with my high school friends for a pub meal and had the most amazing veggie burger ever. It was a mixture of two cheeses, peppers, covered in a beautiful nacho cheese crumb. I also had some sweet-flavoured mocktails, which looked absolutely beautiful, but we’re waaaay too sweet for me.
Monday was spent doing ridiculous amounts of shopping with my mum. We ended up spending nine hours in Leeds, I spent all my birthday money and we had a beautiful meal at Handmade Burger company. We also had ice cream for breakfast, because we’re very responsible adults and all that.
I ended up buying enough clothes to replace most of the old stuff that looks awful, and the stuff that doesn’t fit me, which resulted in a huge wardrobe clear out yesterday. I got rid of two bin bags full of stuff which I haven’t worn in years, and my wardrobe is finally tidy! YAY!
On Tuesday, Andy took me out for a meal of my choice. We went to the White Rose Centre in Beeston, and I picked Chiquito’s, which didn’t turn out so well. My order had to be changed at the last minute because the waiter misinformed me about what was in their five bean chilli, then the enchiladas I ordered came out rushed and cold. Luckily, they didn’t charge us for the cold parts of the meal, but it was still annoying. Here’s a picture of my mushroomy starter though, which was amazing…
Tuesday night was spent trying not to chop my own hand off as I carved the most difficult pumpkin I’ve ever carved. Here it is:
And don’t worry, there will be a photo of my cut-free hand later, to prove that I survived my terribly dangerous knife usage…
Wednesday was my 25th birthday, which I spent opening presents, returning clothes, and looking for a nice pair of jeans in Bradford. My mum brought me lots of chocolates, Andy bought me a giant helium tank (lol) and we celebrated the evening in a private room in a pub with friends.
Which brings me onto the next thing that happened…
If you haven’t seen on my Twitter/Instagram already, on Wednesday (my birthday) I got engaged. Yeah, Andy did the whole get down on one knee and make a cheesy speech thing and I said yes. Thanks to my amazing friend I have it on video, so I can marvel at how shocked and emotional I was over and over again.
How did it happen? Well, Andy spent the evening suspiciously ignoring my questions about why on earth my parents were in Leeds centre the same night I was having my birthday get together. I obviously spent ages questioning him, bringing forward the fact my parents NEVER go into Leeds on an evening for food, to which he shrugged and laughed, suspiciously. So I knew something was happening.
Then, after food, I started feeling unwell, and spent the next hour going back and forth to the toilet and outside for air. When I came back the third time, my friend was filming me and my mum and dad were in the corner of the room. I was like WTF??!!
Yes, I know, being “like WTF” is not a romantic thing to say. I’m meant to say I came in and imagined a thousand doves flying overhead in the pub and the whole world went into montage-style slow motion or something. But “like WTF” is 100% more accurate. I’m actually really glad I have a video of the proposal, because it was all so crazy that I barely even registered all the things Andy said. It was just like ‘woah, he’s on one knee, woah, what is happening’.
I’m not gonna lie, getting engaged was much more overwhelming than I thought it would be. It’s a little bit terrifying having so many people focused on your relationship and I’m absolutely stunned by all of the people congratulating us, buying us things and helping us celebrate. I’ve been asked lots of intimidatingly adult wedding questions already and it’s left me all over the place emotionally. I am ridiculously happy though – I just need time to process all the changes!
I mainly got money and chocolates for my birthday this year, which I have either been eaten or spent on clothes. I hope everyone is now imagining me chewing five pound notes like a boss.
I also got The Witcher 3 for PS4, a Goku (Dragon Ball) POP! figure, a gorgeous swarovski crystal pen, a treasure chest with a heart padlock on and Kate Beaton’s Hark! A Vagrant graphic novel.
Oh, and these bits…
Well, that’s it for now! Hopefully I’ll get the rest of the London posts up soon! Happy November, everybody!