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2016... oh what a year!

When we look back on 2016 in future years, without a doubt we will wonder what kind of mockery of time 2016 really was. So many of our idols left us, Trump became president, Brexit happened. It was a trying and emotional year for many. So many people want to forget 2016 ever happened. Not me. 2016 was one of the best years of my life. It was one of the toughest years so far but without doubt it was one of the best.

I want to start 2017 satisfied that I did myself proud in 2016 which is the purpose of this blog. Nostalgia and self indulgence at it's finest! Ha!

I made myself a wee list of things that were great about 2016 and it is honestly going to be a struggle to choose a favourite. There are many things that are potential favourites, one of which was the reunion of Lu and Tif after 9 nine years. Not only did I get to see Tif, I got to meet Joe and their families, I met Schonie and her hubby Preston, and of course, I got to catch up with Beau. I spent a week with Tif and in that …

12 years and counting....

It is that time of the year again, my sister's anniversary. 12 years since we bid her farewell.
Well, tomorrow is her anniversary but I am having a very lazy morning and as a result I am writing this today.

For the past 11 years, the entire month of November has been a struggle for me.
In the beginning it was a raw struggle. Every single day from the 10th (her birthday) to the 29th (her anniversary) was like a hot blade slicing through my heart.
I think it is because the loneliness of not having her with us to celebrate her birthday is intensified by the fact that her anniversary is so close, and there is an awareness and an emotional surge in the three weeks between that just lingers in my subconscious.
Now, I definitely do become very low for those three weeks, but it is much easier to bounce out of it as we approach the anniversary and I realise that my irrationality of the last three weeks was simply bottled up emotion from the remaining 49 weeks of the year.

This year was a t…

Oh Glasgow... you have done it again

I spent the last two weekends in Glasgow with my friends.
Two weekends off in the lead up to Christmas I hear you say?
A store manager who is away from her store in this peak period.
Yes. I was off. I booked it at my interview and I loved every second of it.

Last weekend I went to see Nathaniel Rateliff and the Night Sweats in Barrowlands.
If you ever get the opportunity to see them play, do. They are superb.
It was such a great weekend.  I got to catch up with Craig and Mark. I got to twirl. I got to just chill out with some of my favourite people and it was amazing.

This weekend, my pal Iain and I went to Glasgow to see the Courteeners. It was such an amazing weekend. We found tayto (they were NI version but still a tasty surprise), an amazing wee restaurant in the West End that does a mean steak, we hit Brewdog and Innis and Gunn, got to play with a puppy called Molly,  saw the gig, had chicken pakora on the way home. I got to meet my Glaswegian adopted brother who gave me the love…

Day 2 → Write a short story/scene using the following words: luscious, debilitating, sunny and brick.

Aubrey sat with her back to the other children trying her hardest to ignore their shenanigans.
She had been warned not to let them stir any trouble that day.
She had been warned not to let them spoil their dinners.
Her pleas and warnings to her siblings to behave had fallen on deaf ears.
What child in their right mind would give up the chance to go blackberry picking on a sunny day?

Knowing that her protests would be futile against the promise of an afternoon of luscious berry tasting, Aubrey had set down a few rules.
Rule one. All berry picking was to be done by the stream so that hands and faces could be washed quickly if an unwanted visitor or parent happened upon them.
Rule two. No berry was to be placed inside any garment of clothing due to staining
Rule three. No berries were to be eaten within her eyesight so that she could honestly say that she had not seen the children eat a single berry.

Aubrey sat on a mossy rock, her bare feet dangling in the cool waters of the babbling br…

Day 1 → Take your least favorite character you’ve ever created. Put them in a scene that would drive them mad

Joanna stepped out of the car gingerly. Any second now they would see her. They would gasp at her fragility, regret the detestable way in which they had treated her over these past twelve months, and rush to her side hoping for forgiveness. A smile threatened to pucker her lips. She stopped it instantly, lowered her head and drooped into what she hoped was a timid frame. Her whole family would be there. She was certain of it. This was the night that they would realise that they had done wrong by her. This was the night that she would again get the sympathy that she deserved.

The steps up to the entrance of the town hall  were steep. From the bottom Joanna could hear the babble of excited voices. It was hardly surprising. It isn't very often that a sleepy town like Adderfield hosts a world premier with famous people from Hollywood in attendance. It isn't very often that a native of Adderfield hits the headlines of national papers. Panting, she reached the top step. It was commo…

Barcelona!!!

I have had the most lovely October.
I was in Ireland two weeks ago where I got to see Edel for the first time in TWO YEARS.
I was so excited to see her, it is a true testament to our friendship that we don't see each other in so long but we pick up pretty much where we left off. The is no awkwardness or grumpiness at our lack of contact, just a 'hey, how are things? I have missed your face'. It was so good to catch up and find out what is happening in our very different worlds. I miss our chats.

Donagh and Maria got hitched!!!

I am so excited about this blog post.
I know that when I sign off at the end I will be beaming. This blog is about a wedding that I went back to Ireland for this week. It was a very brief return to the Emerald isle but a wonderful one. Let me tell you a bit about the stunning couple.  I met Donagh and Maria about 12 years ago, maybe even a bit longer. We met through various people, and even back then you could tell they were the perfect couple. The house they lived in (No. 5) was like the Mecca of wanderers. Inevitably after a night out we would end up back there having some beers, playing video games or having an old sing-song.  If the house was the centre of that universe, Maria and Donagh were the home planet with the moons of Kev, Pete and Steve orbiting around it. The sun of the universe was of course Kev jnr. The cat. When my sister passed away, Donagh and Maria were two of the biggest pillars of support I had.  So were the others in that group, I was so lucky in hindsight that t…

A weekend with the Rowses

I have just come back from Edinburgh where I was lucky enough to help some lovely friends of mine celebrate the excitement that was their wedding day! Oh what a wedding it was!
I attended with some of my colleagues from my Corstorphine days, and one of the things that made my heart soar was how easy it was for all five of us to step back into the chat of days past.

I went into the weekend in a bit of a glum place, and while I won't apologise for my self-indulgent rambling on Thursday, I did need a wee bit of a reality check. I needed to see a fairy tale in real life.
I was lucky enough that this weekend I got both.

I slept in my own bed on Friday night and when I came back to my apartment, the excitement of both my bed and the day that lay ahead of me on Saturday made me realise that a lot of my ranting on Thursday was a result of me being lonely. I should have spotted it quicker before I let it drive me a bit mad. It is a road I travelled down about 8 months ago. I did my laundry,…

Life of Lu: Being thankful 12/09/2016

I really enjoyed doing my list of things that I am thankful for two weeks ago.
It is hard to believe that it has been only a fortnight, it seems like so much longer!
So while sitting here in my hotel room in Dundee, I have decided to write another list.

1. I am thankful for the safe arrival of my shiny new cousin Esmée. I received a photo of the wee beauty on Saturday and it is great to hear that mother and baby are doing well! I always find it so precious when this little bundles of life arrive even though I don't get to see them very often. Congratulations parents, siblings and grandparents!

2. I am thankful that I had my cousin and her boyfriend over to visit last week. It was great to spend time with them both, and get to know Ronan a bit better even if they were half dead from Electric picnic the weekend before! As the years pass it is great that relationships with my cousins are getting stronger and stronger. Don't wait so long to make it over the next time!

3. I am thank…

A night at the Avett Brother's

I am sure most of you know that I was in London last Wednesday night to see the Avett brothers play at Shepards Bush. I travelled down with my pal Mark, and another guy Jamie and when we arrived in London we met my cousin Caoimhe, Mark's parents and a man named Danny. While first impressions were fabulous, I did not think that I would have such a hilarious night, nor did I expect to come home with a sprained foot!

For myself and Caoimhe it was our first time seeing the Avett brother's live. The show was superb. The band play a variety of instruments, and much to my delight the stage was home to a double bass, a cello etc.... It turns out that both Caoimhe and I are very similar, in life as well as musical taste, and she announced to Mark's dad mid way through a collaboration of the double bass and piano that 'there is nothing better than a man with a large instrument. The bigger the better.' I have never seen someone blush such a shade of scarlet as she did when she…

Thankful Tuesday!

This is a bit of an odd one. I am on the train to Glasgow and I just got a wee urge to blog. I have never attempted to do it on my phone before.

The train journey from Aberdeen to Dundee is amazing especially on a clear day like today. The water is glistening under the sunlight, the fields are a variety of colours ranging from a scorched yellow to a ploughed earthen brown. As I gaze out the window, I can't help but feel grateful that I am in a position to sit back and enjoy the scenery. It is so easy to get caught up in the hum drum of life, or so easy to just pass out on the train like I normally do and miss it all!

I started thinking about how long it has been since I did my list of things I am thankful for. It is Tuesday after all, and this is something that I used to do every Tuesday. Here goes...

1. I am thankful for my Dad. I speak with him a couple of times a week and I always come away from the phone feeling as though he has given me a hug. I admire his strength, patience …