Come Join Me

Here's a little film I made.

The end of my three months in LA is approaching, 21 days lefts to be exact. I can hear you ask,'Has it been amazing?' 'Will you go back?' 'What did you do?' Well firstly, it was not a long holiday, some of the photos may have made it look like that- but that's what weekends are for, plus I'd be a fool to miss out on not enjoying the glorious  sunshine. Has it been amazing? Honestly...no. I'm here living in a city where I know practically no-one. Amazing would not be the word to describe my time here. It has however been a  bit of a learning curve, I've realised how much of an open minded person I am. I tend to not really know where things are going day to day I like living alone and being able to walk around naked. (I use to be a bit prudish) I find myself in very weird situations more often than I'd like I really don't like being tied down I could easily live in a different country I love meeting new people I should not ...

The weekend is here and we are packing up to go to Boone to paddle on the Des Moines River. My cousin has been rowing for many years, she and her husband are up at 5am every morning to get out on the river before work. Lucky for us, we leave in the afternoon for a day of adventure. The quietness around when on the water is one that everyone should experience if they can. We had our beer attached to our boat, nice and chilled and perfect for stopping and watching the beauty of nature. The next day my cousin left a kayak out for me whilst they went out with their sprint team. I cautiously got into the kayak to venture out on my own. Mother waved my off as I tried to get back into the motion that I learnt the day before. I felt a bit rock as nerves crept in realising that my kayak was so far away from the land and the chance of me falling was possible, but no one would be around to help me. Pushing this thought to the back of my mind, I focused on what was happeni...

Always creative and trying to show what vision I see.  The beauty in simple things. 

I'm travelling again, with mother. I seem to always have to go somewhere with her every single often.  A few months ago we were in Poland,  which was beautiful and now, this month we are in Iowa, USA. This post isn't going to have as much writing. U want to share my photos of Des Moines. I spent a week searching to buy a canon 5D,  but had to put that off cos those thing a bloody expensive. So here's what I've captured with my blackberry q5. We visited The Art Centre- the building looked like a mini Getty Centre. Then stopped off at Salisbury House which was built from material shipped over from England.  We saw the Governor's house on Terrence Hill.  Paid a visit to the Grand Capitol hall and walked along the dam by the Women of Achievement bridge.

A little taste of Romance. So you may have recalled me saying about me always being single. Well just a few weeks after that post you would not believe what happened?!!! Yes you guessed it...I had a date. Well, I thought I was just meeting a friend for drinks. This friend I think I met on twitter- so 21 st century. He'd invited me down to the site he was working at, but due to lack of communication; that failed. So once out of our busy period we finally met up. Now details were vague on our meeting. 'Meet at 6pm and we'll go to get some food or some swanky bar. Not too sure of where either was, I made my way to into London and text on my arrival. 10 mins later, I'd had no reply! And started to stress, I was nervous, I'd had dates stand me up on various occasions and now I was thinking that this guy had seen me waited and walked on by. Argh! I hate dating, always a massive fail. Time now drew to 6:27pm and I'm still waiting, so I boldly sent another text sa...

As I drifted off to sleep, I felt that there was something stopping me from falling into my blissful slumber.  For the last three years I have become accustomed to sleeping with a light on. This habit started soon after my dad passed away. I'd be asleep then suddenly wake for some reason or other. So I'd put my lamp on and wake in the morning finding that I'd fallen asleep with it on. Every night this seemed to be the pattern until I'd just leave it on as soon as I got into bed.  It sounds childish, I'd always fall asleep with my light on as a hold, but mum or dad would turn it out when they came up to bed. Now I guess this habit is security.  It's funny though, I wake up roughly about 4am and turn the lamp off.  The other night  was finding it a bit difficult to get to sleep. The light from the lamp felt too bright, but I didn't want to turn it off. I pulled my covers over my head, but I could still see the light. I needed the room darker. My solution was t...