Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Operation Wake Up Early has been relatively successful. I woke up just after 7:00 yesterday and did some writing and planning whilst Le Chat slept on my feet, keeping them toasty warm. With David gone this week, I’m extra thankful for my kitty cuddles.
(Sorry, I just have to add that a part of me dies every time I write “kitty cuddles” but I can’t stop because I love them so much and oh my gosh is this what being a mom is like kinda?!)
For my birthday last week, I was gifted a film camera (!!) and film to use with it (!!!). Film is precious. Much like Charlie’s bar of Willy Wonka birthday chocolate, I know it’s something that must be used in order to be enjoyed, but I feel a great burden to not waste it or be frivolous with it. As a defect of my personality, I run the risk of keeping this film forever for fear of wasting it on a silly subject only to find it one day expired, so I was thinking some friendly reinforcement would help me get out and start using my new camera.
My idea is this: Film Lover Photo Walks in Tunbridge Wells! If you love shooting film and like walking, let me know and let’s arrange a walk with some like-minded friends! And maybe you can give me some film photography pointers, too…?
You Guys, meet The Bag. The Bag, meet You Guys. The Bag is my super perfect, beautiful, always-there-for-me friend. And You Guys are my totally fun friends who constantly make me smile. I think the two of you will really like each other! Talk amongst yourselves whist I go top-up my drink… Bisous!
Seriouse Face Time: my friends are way too good to me and I’m so thankful for their (and your!) kindness and support. My office-mate, Martin, who has to put up with me all. day. long. got me a blackboard mug for my birthday. Every morning (when I’m in the office) I’m going to write or draw something on it and either Instagram or tweet a picture with the hashtag #mymorningmugshot. Make that a latte with an extra shot of creativity, I guess!
Obsessed with autumn. Obviously.
I hate throwing styrofoam away but I like making friends out of it! Meet Jim. He just ate a pomegranate.
Obsessed with autumn, take II.
This table sits there all day and dares me to eat my lunch on its matte black surface. But I don’t. Instead, I eat my lunch hunched over my keyboard like all the other civilized people…
Pretty sunsets these days make me want to be like, so I guess my work here is done… but then I look at the clock and realise it’s only 4:00 and I cry a little inside. #WinterIsComing
I didn’t explicitly mention it last week on my Birthday Resolutions edition of TWM, but I have big plans for my business this year. The first step? Hiring myself to re-inspire my outpouring of unique and useful engaging content. The number one challenge my clients have is not knowing how to talk about their own awesome work, so I’ve decided to lead by example and take on the task of being more open about my own awesome work. Yesterday, I published my first business-related post in a long time. I’ll be honest, it was exciting but also a little bit scary. Take a look!
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Washing dishes with my rings off. Living like a single lady for ten minutes. Oooh, la-la!
You know when you wash dishes and tidy the kitchen so you can cook dinner and then by the time you finish you’re too lazy to cook so you go to La Fiamma instead? That’s exactly what happened last night.
Right now, the restaurant is completely decked out for Halloween, which is adorable. My stomach also thought the cheesy garlic bread and pizza were adorable, too. So much so, in fact, that when I had finished, my stomach sent my brain a message that read: “Yumyumyum. I love it here so much that when I die, I hope I wake up to find that La Fiamma is heaven!” Sooo cute, right?!
After a delicious dinner it was time to go to a very special Fright Night meeting for the Tunbridge Wells Writers. We were running a tiny bit late (I was carrying a pizza baby, remember?) so I snapped this photo as we walked past Trinity Theatre. Spooky, no?
Oh, the writers! They are a lovely group. We crowded around a candle-laden table in a function room at The Black Pig and read bone-chilling stories that were written by our very own talented members. In this particular photo, we have the ever-wonderful Jess reading her piece. Her presentation skills are spooktacular (sorry, I had to) and her story was creepy in all the right ways!
My fellow North American in the group carved this pumpkin for us. Wasn’t that sweet of her? You betcha it was!
After listening to something like 15 stories, I couldn’t help but feel that something wicked this way was really truly coming and I was already anticipating the nightmares. In fact, I was almost to the point where I would’ve sold my soul to a witch if it meant that David would magically be whisked back to England to sleep by my side so I guess you could say I had a case of the creepy crawlies real bad. I mean, take this picture, for instance– can you see that tiny ghost?!
(The frightfully fantastic story that I couldn’t get out of my head last night was by Simon Jon Cox and you can read it here: Atoc. But be warned, it’s not for the faint of heart!)
But David was not magically in bed when I came home last night. But do you know who was? Le Chat! And with her nestled beside me, I drifted into a surprisingly lovely slumber.
As always, my dear sweet reader, thank you for sharing my Tuesday with me. xx