Life of Lu

As a rule, I try to have an upbeat, positive outlook on life. I try to share my optimism and love of pretty things with those who read my blog. Sometimes though, sometimes even I struggle to see the prettiness of life. Today, for the first time in a long time, I don't want to twirl. I don't want to see anybody. I don't want to talk to anybody. Today, for the first time in a long time, I feel really lonesome. I want a hug. I want someone I can crawl under the duvet with who will then bribe me with tea to make me resurface. How bloody dramatic huh? Today, one of the most wonderful people in the world, shared some awful news with me. I am not one to tell another person's stories so the content will remain with me, but it broke my heart just a little bit. Not because I don't think there can be a positive outcome. I know there will be. I know my friend, and I know that my friend won't let anything or anyone hold them back from living a wonderful li

Today I begin phase two of Project LU. I am nearly two weeks off cigarettes and I feel great. Really truly great. I won't lie. The last two weeks were tough. I decided that I was going cold turkey. Well, it was more that I decided that I was going to quit. And just did. So there was no time for any quitting aids. Though I'm much happier that I have done it this way. As a result, I didn't sleep for three nights. I had a headache for about two days. I had two days of nausea. It was awful. The positives are obvious: My skin is much better I'm sleeping better I have so much more energy. So much, I ran the other day. I RAN!!! I ate lots of chocolate and cheese....  oh wait...  That's not a positive, is it? What a cunning link into phase two... Phase two is where I cut out the chocolate and cheese and replace them with healthier options. It does mean that I will be a grumpy bastard for the next week but I have so much g

Happy anniversary to me! Three years ago today I arrived laden down with cases (mostly books!) into Stranraer where my ex's brother filled up his boot with the few reminders of my life as an adult in Ireland. I was so excited at what lay before me. I can still remember my giddiness as the ferry pulled in towards mainland Scotland. Little did I know that three years later my life would be entirely different to my expectations but if I were to go back and do it all again, I would. Here today, I am going to take a wee trip down memory lane and remember some of the highlights of the last three years. For the first two years I was brought into the folds of a wonderful family and I was made feel so welcome and so loved by so many people. I will always treasure the times that I spent with the Scott family and the various branches of it. There was so much loved shared, and I genuinely adored each and every one of moments I got to share with the family. It was sad to leave it b

I can't believe that today is Day 5 of not smoking. It is nearly a week! 1. I slept last night for the first time since I quit 2. I am a little bit grumpy this morning 3. I have developed a ridiculous hunger for everything. I have to be careful to control it. 4. I was at a wedding last night. Had a few beers but I didn't smoke. Yay! I did however hover around the sweetie table quite a bit... mmmmmmm. .. fried eggs and marshmallows.... 5. I am starting to smell things better 6. I can feel my chest is getting close to clearing 7. I suddenly want to run. (ME! RUN?!) 8. My sinus are doing something. Not sure what. 9. I've saved about £24 10. I am going to beat this

So, Not smoking. 2 days down. Cold turkey. It sucks! I can't sleep. My lungs feel heavy. My sinus are aching. I can feel a cough coming on My aunt has been over to visit. She says in a week I will start to feel the benefits. She quit smoking 7 years ago. I hope so! I am really determined this time. I don't want to smoke any more. As my aunt said yesterday, Think pink lungs not black. I am adamant that I am going to sort out my life. My health, my head, my heart. I discovered yesterday that there are some tricks that help. I had non-alcoholic cocktails with my aunt and nibbled on the fruit provided. It gave me something to do with my hands.Not drinking for a while will help as that is a trigger for wanting to smoke. Instead of waiting at a bus stop (a favourite time for a ciggie) I walk to the next one and then the next until I only have a couple of minutes wait. Once I have cleared my lungs a bit, I'm going to start walking the prom behind the hous

Howdy folks! I am being very naughty by writing this as it is nearly midnight and I am working at 6am in the morning. Alas I can't sleep for three reasons. 1. Despite not being afraid of spiders, this evening one bigger than my hand scuttled across the hallway into either my bedroom or my housemates room. He may be under my bed as I type this. That thought is creepier yhen anything from Dr. WHO... imagine if it crawled into my mouth while I'm sleeping. Ewwwww.... 2. Tomorrow I am going to St. Andrews with my lovely pal Claire for dinner, fireworks and celebrity stalking. Whoop! 3. I have compiled my list for Project Lu and I am excited to share it!! While chatting to a friend of mine during the week he asked me if the aim of Project Lu was to find me a man. I assure you now, it is not. The task is what it says on the tin. Project Lu. It is an opportunity for me to appreciate myself, and someone else wishes to jump aboard the Lu appreciation train then that is fine by m