Dear Friday

Layers, and smiles, and colds and adventures...

Dear Friday, Hi there. Thanks for turning up right about now. This poor blog o'mine has been mighty neglected thanks to your weekend stealing ways. Last week you took me away from internets for the 4 whole days and today. Well, today your taking me for 10 days... though hopefully with a laptop.

Dear Work, Hahahahahaha. I win. No more of you for a good week. Although thanks for making yesterday a super easy one with lovely people and cotton wool sheep.

Dear Newcastles of the World, Thanks for letting me come along for the ride. Chatting to other young people this week has got me so excited for the whole conference and I cannot wait to meet everyone in person!

Dear Blogland, I'm rubbish. Soz. But seriously with this trip coming up I've been working dramatic levels of overtime and this blog has been taking a back seat for a few weeks. I'm hoping to get my blogging butt back in a chair, at a  desk  the airport ASAP and get some jolly posts out super soon. I have so much I want to tell you about!

Dear Prague, Come at me! I am far too excited to see all your wonderousness this weekend and can't believe I'll be touching down in just 8 short hours. Although if you want to give me tips on what to see I will not be complaining?

Dear Nove Hrady, I love learning "Newcastle" in different languages so thanks for adding Czech to the list. I can't wait to explore and meet all your lovely people (well I hope you're gonna be lovely). Roll on Monday and the start of your little adventure.

Dear Demon Cold from Hell, Why have you turned up on today of all days? I do not need this right now, especially after that bought of sunstroke I had 2 days ago. Ridiculous.

Dear Weather, Thank you for deciding Prague can be sunny this weekend. I was  not looking forward to a weekend of thunderstorms!

Dear Molly, I know your smiling and dressed in that photo up there but your bag is empty. You land in 8 hours, hustle your bustle and get that thing packed!

Catch you in a bit, 

Molls xxx

What's my age again?

Work worries surrounded by the craft chaos...

Age is a funny thing. We spend our childhood desperately wanting to be a grown up, to sit at the adult table, not be told what to do. I didn't know the specifics of what I wanted, I just knew that life as 'one of them' would be so much better than my awkward teenage years. Now that I think I'm almost getting there, well I have friends nearer to 30 than 13 and I spend a lot of time with my mum and boss who are in their 50's and 60's I have realized that adults spend time wishing as well. They don't wish to be older though, they spend their time reminiscing on their youth. 'Back in the good old days' Its a bit of a joke in our house, whenever mums struggling with something technological but it's true. Over lunch the other day they were talking about childhood friends they remembered from school, the games they would play, adventures they went on. How much easier it was at that age. It isn't that they want to be a child again, but as an adult with responsibilities they miss some of the easy things we see as burdens when we are children. 

What happens when you're in the middle though. You no longer long to be an adult, yet you don't quite look back in happy memory at your childhood. What happens when the age you look, the age you behave, the responsibilities you have and your age you are don't quite match up.

Age is a tool we all use to judge others. Wise old man. Silly young girl. She's only 18 she's a bit naive. We've all done it, we all do it. But why should age be a factor when meeting people. Does age effect our intellect, our passion, our commitment, our responsibility. Yes with age can come knowledge, but I know plenty of 17 year olds that could hold their own in many a debate against others in their 60's.

I'm 21. I've been volunteering for the same organisation since I was 15, working for them since I was 18. Elsewhere I've taken part in leadership courses, was a founding member of our cities youth council and at 17 was running workshops in primary schools. In those 6 years I have learnt more about myself, about business and about working for organisations and with children than I could ever of dreamed of. To put it bluntly I know my shit. I don't know everything, heck I barely know anything but when it comes to my job I can really hold my own. 

Feeling sick of being known as "the little'un" at work, and being referred to, albeit with know bad intentions, as the baby of the building I found myself venting to a couple of friends over coffee, their responses baffled me slightly though. Their suggestion was that of course I wasn't being taken seriously by other people at work because I dressed like the kids I work with. Now, all I really heard there was "Molly you should change the way you look in an effort to make people listen to whats already inside you!" Something I not only disagree with but have adamantly recommended people not to do. I'm young, and can easily pass as one of my volunteers on some days but that doesn't effect whats in my head and the skills I possess. If I was to wear a pencil skirt and shirt, or a suit, would I suddenly become more responsible, better at my job? To be honest, that would probably negatively effect my work as I spend my days painting, and building and crawling around rehearsal spaces. 

So, here is my question. Should age matter, and even if it does, should we change our appearance to fit in and look the 'typical' responsible adult? Does our skills and personality define us, or is it merely our age and look?

32 Things That Make Me Happy

This weeks been a little bit of an odd one and I've been feeling a little off. Not sad as such, but not crazy happy either. In reality I know my weeks been pretty good I've had loads of nice work and subsequent funtime adventures with my work chums,  but there has also been loads of not blogging and an awful lot of missing my Canadian bestie. A mixed bag you could say. So when I saw that Erin over at Two Thirds Hazel and Sarah at Venus Trapped in Mars were hosting a 32 things that make me happy link up I just had to hop on board. As I've said before It's really important to take the time to stop and smell the roses.

At first, feeling the way I am today I thought 32 was an annoyingly large number of happy things, but thinking like that what was the point of even taking part. So I got down to it and by number 10 I was feeling a 1000 times better about everything. Taking the time to remember the little happy things really does change everything. 

1) Spring finally showing up to the party - we might still have April showers to get through but it's only gonna get sunnier from here.

2) I finally have a dinner date arranged with all my work girls.

3) I fly to Czech Republic in 19 days..

4) That by volunteering/doing the things I love I get trips to Prague and to see my Newcastle's of The World family again.

 

5) Nachos and fajitas.
 
6) Its Easter so all my besties are returning from the far flung university lands.

7) Pizza slices bigger than my face.

 

The photo doesn't do it justice. The face does.
There was just SO much pizza for a girl who'd been eating 1 meal a day for 10 days!

8) Skype conversations with the Canadian cutie.

9) The smell of new books, and being able to curl up and read until your eyes can't read anymore.

10) Breakfast in bed.

11) Heading out into the countryside and hiking for the day - instant smiles.

12) Hanging out with any and all of my puppy friends.

13) Stumbling upon free tickets for gigs and shows that turn out to be amazing.

14) Playing dress up with all the ridiculous clothes In my wardrobe, just because.

She might kill me for this...

15) Waking up every morning to my playlist and dancing around my bedroom.

16) In 11 weeks I will be living in America just starting work at my school for the summer.

17) I'll be meeting all my Camp America group for the first time on Saturday!!

18)    Self explanatory really..

 

19) Trying out a new recipe, good or bad it's always fun.

20) Getting the chance to work at some fantastic festivals before I leave this summer!

21) Lazy days with my brother and sister.

22) Moto GP is back... And I couldn't be happier, so much excitement.  

23) Rossi.

A little too obsessed. Source.

24) Binge watching crappy tv in my pjamas. Teen mom 2 may have been marathoned on Sunday

25) Looking at my American Visa.

26) Rearranging my room and filling it with pastel cushions and big fluffy quilts.

27) Going to bed before 10pm... Grandma. sorry not sorry.

28) Having my computer back and working.

29) Putting on a new dress and it fitting just right.

30) My backpack.

31) Having a haircut that requires zero effort. Too lazy but Its true.

32) Knowing that I could keep on listing happy things for a long long time.

There you have it 32 things that make me as happy as a llama wearing a bowtie. Oh theres another one.

33) Llamas wearing bowties... named george.

Oops things are getting a little wierd around here now so i'm gonna leave you with this no matter how bad you might be feeling theres always something that willmake you smile, whether it's llamas in bowties, planning a trip, watching tv or chatting to your friends. Look for a positive and theres often one to be found.

Oh and you should head on over and link up with Angela at Cuddles & Cartoons for her this made me happy link up, i'm a little late as usal but, it's always refreshing to dose up on positivity just before a new week starts.
 

Blogging without a computer isn't really blogging at all..

Hello Hello and happy Friday to all you lovelies out there. 

I'm beginning to notice a pattern around these parts, I have a good week of blogging and then a somewhat lazier week. This week was definitely one of those lazier ones. It wasn't meant to be. In fact the number of times I have snapped my fingers and gone "Holy Moly avocado and cheese this would make a good post" have by far out numbered the fun things I've done this week. However for every happy bloggy moment I've had a dawning moment of disappointment. Y'see it's pretty hard to blog without a computer, scratch that, without ANY technology.


This week has just been one string of technical disasters after another that have led to now. In work an hour earlier just to use the laptop to stick this sorry excuse for a story out into the world and to let you know that I will be back to my usual rambling self by next week.


So what actually happened I hear you ask. Well.. It all start just over a week ago when the good old North East got hit by a pretty big thunder storm, I mean nothing compared to all you from far away american lands, but for England it was a pretty big one. I spent my morning walking to work wondering how the sky was managing to be quite so sunny and still be hitting me in the head with hale stones. I then found myself running into work because my fear of being struck by lightning is pretty bad when I'm the only the person in the middle of a field and lightening is happening every couple of minutes.


At the same time my boss was sat at home trying to finish off our publicity and watching the storm out her window. That is until the storm was inside her house. Lightening somehow managed to strike her computer (or something somewhere related to it...I don't get such techy things) and render it useless... no internet, no usb, nothing. Whatever she did on the computer was stuck on the computer.Not so useful when you're panic producing publicity.


Fast forward a couple of days and a small, old, office laptop is driving her crazy. Me being helpful and not quite thinking suggested she just borrow my laptop. I mean what do I really do that needs a laptop anyway? If I needed to do anything I could always just stay late at work. Ha. I was not feeling to clever a day later when I realised It was 8.30pm I was only just finishing my actual work (because sharing one laptop between 3 people means work takes a LOT longer) and I still hadn't even thought about blogging. 



And that folks is pretty much where we are, the computer is to be fixed this weekend meaning I get my laptop back on Monday and life can go back to its pre storm routine. Heck you might even get a recap of my week because it's been a pretty good one despite (or maybe because of) its computer less theme.


I hope all your weeks have been better than mine and that you have a smashing weekend. Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

Molls xxx

P.s. I may have also put my phone into a a puddle of water... so no photos of this week, and a trip to the apple store for me tomorrow. Yay for technological disasters like me.