You tube scares me

So I'm in bed having a play on this new iphone gizmo wen I think back to a conversation I had with two friends only days ago. A chat about a you tube video called 'charlie bit me'. I hop onto you tube and found such a video. Basically a small boy puts his finger in his Kid brothers mouth then makes a fuss when he bites down. I actually laughed out loud and proceded to show everyone else in the room. Now every time I hear my name I want to say 'ow charley, that really hurt' But then I did the dangerous thing of browsing, and it made me lose a little faith in human intelligence. I found a guy called toast who's the worlds fastest clapper. A video of a small child getting stroppy with an unwanted present and that infamous video of Britneys biggest fan crying 'LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE!'. Dude people are crazy.

Slade Are Doing My head In!

IT'S CHHRRRIIIIIISSSSSSTTTMAAASSSSS!!!!!

If I hear Noddy Holder scream that obvious phrase once more, I swear I'll attack my Christmas tree with a 12 pound turkey!

So, apparently it's Christmas! three days to go until a podgy guy wriggles down my chimney leaving the smell of cinnamon and a pile of pressies.

How can it be Christmas already? It was only May last week!

Willows went AMAZINGLY well. I'm rather sad it's over, I feel sorry for the caravan, the boat, the car, the trees, that are all hopefully on their way to a school for some recycled version! It will never top ours. We had Marshmallows with Jam in the middle, We had Snow, We had a horn on our car, we had flippers, we had scarves that looked like they were caught in the wind. We had THE BEST version in town! oh yes.

Other News? OK, it was my Birthday last Friday I am now a ripe old age of 21. I was told by a friend who shall remain anonymous that 200 years ago, I would be middle aged by now! Ta.

The 'rents gave a an Iphone. which is the most highly technical thing I've ever plugged in! I'm still getting to grips with all this you tubing and web surfing and ipodding. all good fun.

McBride got me a Beautiful photo album type thing with pictures that we've taken and lovely captions underneath. Yeah, that made me cry a wee bit. he also got me a paint your own tea set. lol

and throughout the day i think i cried about 12 times. all for happy reasons. All these people who gave me beautiful cards and gifts. People who i wasn't expecting to and didn't need to. Steffi said it's because I'm a lovely person. I always thought i was an annoying paranoid clingy freak. So to all these wonderful people, i send huge thanks and kisses and hugs and love.

And so, Onto Christmas. I'm off into town on Christmas eve with Gary the father figure. It's an age old tradition that we get all of Steffi's present at the very very last minute. It's the only day that Gary ventures out to the shops so we take our time, drink lots of coffee, eat a burger, browse around, dance to tacky Christmas songs and generally have a laugh.

Then it's the big day itself. YEY!!!

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!

Heads, Cheddars and Other Nuisances.

I've decided that packets of Mini Cheddars have shrunk! i swear there was only about 11 in the packet I have just consumed in the same amount of seconds. That's the problem these days, every thing's smaller, dearer and a little less...good.

O.K, so not the best adjective to use but I'm brain dead, give me a second! So Wind In The Willows opened last night to a healthy audience (healthy in size, i don't know about any medical issues or anything) and apart from a couple of bumps, it went rather well. I haven't acted for such a long time that to play five different people, (well, i say people!) in two hours is fabby fab. The only problem is the head wear. For some strange reason unknown, I have a rather large head! yes, I know, I've heard all the jokes already. Looking in the mirror, It doesn't seem to look over sized, it just doesn't fit any hats. My cranium makes a standard sized trilby look like something a small dog would wear as a 'novelty gag' So I'm now worried that the back of my HUGE head sticks out half a mile. Why can't it squeeze into a hat? It's stupid. Stupid Head, Stupid...Oversized...Skull! So there I am, cramming a teeny weeny deer stalker hat on my planet of a head when i realise that once it's on, I won't be able to move my eyebrows! "O.K, So I'm now a constantly surprised ferret with a big head."

O.K, I may be getting slightly paranoid about the situation. The red line across the forehead will fade and my eyebrows will return to their regular home.

The Countdown has begun

Oh Blimey, It's December Tomorrow!

That means a number of things

1: My shop will start playing the 'odd' Christmas track. I was told when i started my job that we never play Christmas music! well that's all about to change

2: It's non stop at 100 miles an hour until the early days of January

3: I only have 24 days to find a Christmas card that says 'Nan'. i went into a card shop the other day and found all the relative cards apart from one that said 'Nan'. When i asked the girl if she said any, she pointed me to all the ones that said 'Granny' and 'Grandma' and 'Nanna'. I told her that I needed one that said 'Nan' and she gave me a blank look accompanied with the line 'Does it really matter?'

YES IT BLOODY DOES. I'm not sure if it bothers anyone else, it probably doesn't. But i have NEVER called me Nan anything other than 'Nan' so why should i buy a card saying 'To my Wonderful Grandmama?'

4: I need to tell various family members what i want for Christmas and Birthday. That would be fine if I knew what I wanted. But i don't know.

5: I have to write copious amounts if Christmas cards, Wrap bundles of presents and buy food that begins with the letter C

Anyway, onto other news.

The bus I took to work on Tuesday was carved up by a lovely taxi driver. This caused the bus to break incredibly quickly and resulted in both a car going into the back of us and me flying forward. I had no chair in front of me to hold on to so I reached and grabbed the window on one side and a pole on the other. This made me reach slightly too far, and this made me tear the muscle in my chest. ooh yes, that was slightly painful. so works been slightly annoying the past few days. With an inability to lift, carry, push, pull and reach, I have been deemed pretty useless! lucky me. But i did get to wear a lovely dress to the Beautiful Siany-Sian's party last night. Which made me feel much better.

Hang on a tick, No one's brought me an Advent calendar! What's Up With That?

Soapy Credit Crunch

Is it safe to put a debit card through the washing machine?

I 'borrowed' McBride's hoodie a couple of days ago and my bank card somehow ended up in the pocket (probably when i was buying a very healthy breakfast consisting of a pasty and a cherry coke)

I thought I'd lost it (the card not the hoddie) but then i saw something blue wizzing around the washing machine this morning. All I'm worried about now is if the bloody thing will still work?

Not that I've got much money to spend anyway. With (and I hate saying this) Christmas round the corner, things have become a little tight. But to be honest I'd rather be broke after my October pay packet than my November one. I hate having no money at Christmas time, Especially since I'm working 8 til five then rushing straight up to havant for Wind In The Willows. Christmas this year is going to be very busy and I'll need the money to buy grab and go food and the odd bottle of echo falls.

It's my 21st as well this year. Got my party all set up and paid for (very organised for me i must say!) It's Siany Sians 18th next week, My store turns 2 (that's means i've been a slave to Gunwharf for two years) It's Kitten Birthday on the 16th December, Mine On The 19th. I've got a weekend of dressing like a thunderbird, a weekend of dressing like Super Mario, two weeks of Dressing like a mouse and a squirrel, Father Chrismas will hopefully stop by, (as will my now slightly crazy nan) and then It's new year. Bloody hell, and In between all that I somehow need to take time to do mundane things like sleeping and eating.

Why am i wasting time typing this, i need to go and cash a cheque, buy some guitar strings, teach 14 very hyper-active children, rehearse, then come home and eat some toast.

Now where did i put Bernards watch?

Fundraising

Blimey, it's nearly November.

So, what's new?

Well, not a lot actually.

Rehearsals for our Christmas production are going well. Wind In The Willows is being performed at Christmas and through out the play i transform from a squirrel to a Car driver to a ferret (a ferret that turns into a stoat half way through the script)

I actually cannot wait. it's been a year since i last acted on stage. It's quite had to believe that this time last year i was playing Hedvig in Wild duck. She was a great role.

But, as much as i loved her, I'm starting to become very fond of the field mouse with a lisp. That's right. a lisp.

Merry Chrithmath, Merry Chrithmath One and all

Joy to eash and every creature great and Thmall.

It even starts snowing on stage! rey.

I've started a fundraising campaign for the Rowans hospital. Gary has managed to raise money through selling cakes at work, we've organised a Charity golf tournament and six of us will be braving Mount Snowdon in the new year. all in the hope that we can raise money for a charity that I'm told needs to raise £7000 grand a day to survive. I think that's more than enough motivation to trek.

Anyone out there with anymore ideas on how to raise money for a fantastic cause, drop me a line.

Snowdons a scary mountain, i remember it being high last time i trakked it, and lets face facts, I've not grown since that day 9 years ago.

More Details to follow

Ta

xxx

Thank you

This Note Is A Thank You

Thank you to the nurse who brought round fish and chips.

Thank you to the lady who took my grandads hand out from under the blanket so my nan could hold it.

Thanks to Sian At Work for letting me leave at peak time.

Thanks To the nurse who pretended to pole dance around a wooden beam to keep spirits high.

Thanks to the ladies in the cafe who supplied a pile of chocolate.

Thanks to the girl who brought round fresh tea cups every so often.

Thanks to the cleaner who walked her trolley in the wall and made every one laugh.

Thanks to Steffi who took me for a walk around the grounds to 'get some air'

Thanks to all those at the rowans hospice, as they made my Grandads last few days comfortable and safe.

Night Night Grandad

I Love you.xxx