Two of Mike's friends who are going to be working at his camp this year came down to visit us both last week. We had a BBQ Wednesday night after they arrived. I love BBQ's they are so simple but so good. I would absolutely love one of those big BBQ grills. Mike likes them too and loves to grill out so maybe in the future we can get a big mean one that can cook 100 burgers and sausages at once. Then on Thursday and Friday we did two trips to the waterfalls in Neath. Each day we did a different trail and managed to see all of the waterfalls in the end. Matt and Laura had never walked behind a waterfall before so it was nice we could take them to do that. I had forgotten how many steps there were and how hilly it was there. I got so hot and sweaty, I'm positive I should be one of those people who constantly have rosy cheeks because I only have to do one star jump and I'm already rosy.
While we were down by the waterfall the boys started skimming stones and managed to make them bounce about 3 or 4 times, me and Laura, however just made 1 big splash. So skimming stones is not a skill of mine.
While we were there we had a photo taken and I was so upset when I saw it. Even after all the weight I've lost I still don't feel comfortable in how I look. So once my exams are over next week I am going to go on a health kick. I am going to focus more on my diet than anything else because that's where I think I let myself down. Right now all of my revision 'brain food' is not helping my waist line. I also want to go to cross-fit and try that out. I know it is going to be tough but hopefully once I go a few times I'll start enjoying it and see results so that will encourage me to keep going. I don't really have a goal weight I want to get down to and I'm not fussed on dress sizes's either, I just want to be able to look at myself and feel happy and also feel healthy in myself. I've already convinced one of my friends to come along with me too, so I cant back out now.
Mike cooked us all a chicken casserole Friday night which was really good! It was more like what we would call a pie, but they (american's) call it a casserole. He cooked a tonne of chicken, seasoned it, then put that on top of a layer of puff pastry, topped that with a LOT of cheese, then covered it with another layer of pastry. It only took about 25 minutes in the oven to cook too. It was really nice, I'll probably make it again some time, when I remember about it.
It was really nice to see them both before they go off for the summer. They have some amazing traveling plans too that made me jealous. They are going to Africa for a while to help out in schools and go on a safari then they are heading off somewhere else too. So I will be keeping a close eye on their Facebook pictures to see where in the world they are. They are both really nice, I've only met them both once before, when we went to another one of Mike's friend from camp's birthday up in Liverpool. Laura is pretty much exactly like me but in another body. We are pretty similar in things we like, do, don't like and how we act. According to Matt and Mike we are both overly polite, so we had a few times where we both didn't back down on things such as paying for food.
I did find it hard listening to them all talk about their summer and camp plans and ideas. Knowing I'm going to still be in uni while they and also all of my other friends are enjoying their summer and going on holiday is tough. As much as I absolutely love my University course and am so so so glad I've done it. I cannot wait for it to be over now, get a job and be a fully qualified paramedic. That's a scary thought but its's what I've been working towards for 2 years now so I just want it to come. I've only got 11 weeks left in Uni, 5 of which I'll be on placement for so it should go fast, but it just seems so far away right now.
I've only got one more week with Mike before he flies home and heads to camp. Its gone really quick! I am still not good at saying goodbye to him, I've tried not to think about it as much this time, but I know I'm going to start getting very emotional soon. More this time than any other because I don't actually know when I can see him again. He has just got an amazing job in the school that camp is based on. So he'll be starting there a few days after camp is over, which would leave me very little time to go see him, plus I dont even finish Uni for another 2 weeks after that. So we're just going to have to wait and see how it goes I guess. FINGERS CROSSED!!
Flossy x
Tuesday 22 May 2012
Saturday 12 May 2012
Foghorn!
Tonight my Dad, Brother, Mike and I went and watched the Ospreys play Munster in Swansea. It was a good game the first half was better than the second half but the atmosphere there was so much better than all the other games we've been to see.
They handed out signs to everyone that were folded up into fans so people could hit them against their hands to make noise if they wanted to. I've never been one of those people who chants and cheers, I don't know why I find it quite cringy and embarrassing, unless I get really into the game then I will. I do celebrate and clap and all of that when my team scores or do anything good. I cannot stand people who shout random things out during the game. It really frustrates me. It's not going to make any impact on the game what so ever, the players/ref's can't hear what your shouting and even if they could I really don't think they would care about what you think they should be doing differently. They are the professionals who get paid to play so I think they might know better. And plus half of what they say isn't funny they just end up making themselves look like plonkers and annoy everyone around them.
So you can imagine my excitement when I had some guy sit down next to me with the fan/sign poised in his hand ready to make as much noise as humanly possible and a catalog of pre planned, what he thought were witty one liners to shout out at the players and ref.
By the end of the first half my ears were ringing and I had cringed so many times at his attempts to give good smack talk I actually felt sorry him. The lady who was lucky enough to be sat next to him on the other side was also not looking like the happy cheery person she appeared when we first arrived. The gentleman's family were actually sat in the row in front of us and his wife even told him off for one of the things he shouted out.
When half time came I seized my opportunity and offered a seat trade with my Dad, Mike and Sam. They all laughed at me at first but my dad swapped with me. My dad is very similar to that gentleman as in he gets very animated with the ref and celebrates elaborately when the team scored so together they were like a match made in heaven. Both making beautiful music with their fan/signs and not holding back on offering advice and their opinions to the players.
It was a good game and even better that the ospreys won :)
This will probably be the last game Mike gets to go and watch. I would have loved to take him to a Wales game, there is no better place to be than in the Millennium Stadium to watch a game. Maybe one day we will.
Flossy x
They handed out signs to everyone that were folded up into fans so people could hit them against their hands to make noise if they wanted to. I've never been one of those people who chants and cheers, I don't know why I find it quite cringy and embarrassing, unless I get really into the game then I will. I do celebrate and clap and all of that when my team scores or do anything good. I cannot stand people who shout random things out during the game. It really frustrates me. It's not going to make any impact on the game what so ever, the players/ref's can't hear what your shouting and even if they could I really don't think they would care about what you think they should be doing differently. They are the professionals who get paid to play so I think they might know better. And plus half of what they say isn't funny they just end up making themselves look like plonkers and annoy everyone around them.
So you can imagine my excitement when I had some guy sit down next to me with the fan/sign poised in his hand ready to make as much noise as humanly possible and a catalog of pre planned, what he thought were witty one liners to shout out at the players and ref.
By the end of the first half my ears were ringing and I had cringed so many times at his attempts to give good smack talk I actually felt sorry him. The lady who was lucky enough to be sat next to him on the other side was also not looking like the happy cheery person she appeared when we first arrived. The gentleman's family were actually sat in the row in front of us and his wife even told him off for one of the things he shouted out.
When half time came I seized my opportunity and offered a seat trade with my Dad, Mike and Sam. They all laughed at me at first but my dad swapped with me. My dad is very similar to that gentleman as in he gets very animated with the ref and celebrates elaborately when the team scored so together they were like a match made in heaven. Both making beautiful music with their fan/signs and not holding back on offering advice and their opinions to the players.
It was a good game and even better that the ospreys won :)
This will probably be the last game Mike gets to go and watch. I would have loved to take him to a Wales game, there is no better place to be than in the Millennium Stadium to watch a game. Maybe one day we will.
Flossy x
Friday 4 May 2012
A year of babbeling
I realised today that I am celebrating an anniversary. Its been 1 year since I began writing this blog, in that time I have written my fair bit of rubbish. I still enjoy going back and reading my posts, it reminds me of things I had forgotten about. I guess that is the beauty about blogs, it is a diary and so you get to keep memories. I think this next year I will have more interesting things to write about because I think I'm going to be making some big decisions and embarking on some big adventures. Whatever happens it'll defiantly involve a long relaxing holiday somewhere!
Flossy x
Flossy x
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