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Happy 2nd Anniversary to Us!

Yesterday, this little marriage I'm in turned two years old.

Awwwww!

It's true! It's starting to walk and grow teeth and everything. Bless!

To celebrate this most glorious occasion, Iain and I went ice skating at Hampton Court Palace. (With approximately 454 other families.)

We've never really been a cheesy, "do what yer 'sposed-ta" couple, so sleeping in, grabbing a Starbucks and then driving over to a palace to do an hour of ice skating was the perfect day for us.

This was taken right before an Ice Marshal came over and told us to put our phones and cameras away. OooOoOo! Scary ICE MARSHAL! Your authority frightens me!

I actually surprised myself at how well I skated, considering I have not thrown myself on the ice whilst wearing tiny blades for about a decade. I wasn't doing triple sow cows or anything, but I didn't fall. Not once.

The Raw Tulip

I've seen this advert on Myspace a couple days in a row now and I really can't help but wonder what the hell its designers were thinking.

Firstly, it doesn't look like a fucking tulip.

It looks like either two hands that are purely made of muscle with no skin.

Or the hands of a third degree burn victim, begging for money.

Blast from the (Ghetto) Past!

Today at Sainsburys, two sad things happened:

1) We bought Sainsbury's own brand of baked beans, instead of Heinz's.

2) We bought Sainsbury's own brand of ketchup, instead of Heinz's.

Please bear in mind that these are two things I said that I'd never do, but fuck it, we saved like £1.50. And do you know what £1.50 is? Half of a Starbucks latte. IT'S WORTH IT.

My 'More' Hope List for 2009

I've been reading a lot about other people's New Years Resolutions, and, for the most part, I just find making resolutions kind of stupid. (No offense.)

It's like looking a kid in the eye and saying, "Yes, of course the Tooth Fairy is real. Promise."

You are NOT going down to the gym nights a week! (Trust me. I tried. And failed.)

Be realistic.

Plus, what's with all the deprivation? No cheese? No more champagne in your orange juice?

That sucks! January and February probably always seem so dull because everyone is trying to stick to their resolutions of depriving themselves of everything good in the world. Or, they've already fucked up their resolutions and they're making themselves feel guilty and stupid for not being able to finish anything. Ever.

So, I'm not going to make a list of things I won't do...but more so what I want to do MORE of. And I won't call them resolutions...it's more like, a hope list.

So here it is. my "more hope" list for 2009...

A Fresh Start

So, here we are, folks. 2009.

I've not met one person that was sorry to see 2008 go, although, to be fair, I think we're all being a little hard on the poor lass.

Sure, a lot of really, really bad things happened to all of us in 2008. We lost our jobs. Some of you lost your homes or your cars. But really, things didn't get really bad until about the last half of 2008. The first half? Not so bad.

In the first half of 2008, I traveled around the world. Literally.

I saw Paris, I saw Tokyo, and I got to see all of my fabulous friends in San Francisco.

I was working on my dirty little secret in private. BitchBuzz was just gold dust. Hopes and dreams locked in my head. Would it happen? Could I do it?