Wednesday, February 26, 2014

pimply progress

I spent most of my morning looking at my old blog, I'm not sure why or what led me there, but I'm glad it did.

Documenting your feelings on a weekly basis is an eye opener, I can't even remember writing half of those posts, I even laughed at some of them as if I had heard them for the first time, future-me finds past-me rather funny.

Jeepers 2012 was a reckless year for me, I was out all the time, sad most of the time and "in love" for the rest of the time. The years before were pretty productive, there were a lot of recipes, DIY's, photographs, what I wore posts (cringe), so at least one or two years were blog-worthy, what ever that means.

Another thing I noticed, I don't write anymore, poetry I mean, nothing at all. I guess sadness tends to pull the words out more than happiness does. I think even if I had to try now it would all be past emotions, happy poetry in my head sounds retarded. I wouldn't even know where to start it would probably end up as some form of comedy more than anything. I would write about that one time I shouted at Justin for nothing because I was being an asshole that day or when I ate a mouthful of grass because I tripped over a bush and fell on my face. Yes, really.

Progress is a wonderful thing, and being able to go back and see how far you have come is amazing and I am so glad I have the opportunity to do just that.  In 10 years time I am going to look back at this post and think "pffft you pimply piece of youth, you know nothing of progress", but until then I'll just keep trucking on.


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A side note: You want to talk about progress...this past week I got my wisdom teeth removed (finally), moved out of my Marian Road safe haven of a house that I have lived in for the last 4 years, found a new cottage for me and the pooch just down the road from work and just up the road from Justin (score), got new tyres on my car, and I'm moving into the new place this weekend.

Shew, did I really go to Thailand for a relaxing holiday recently? Cause I feel like I need another one...

Oh well, my birthday is coming up, which means public holiday and a long weekend, the worlds gift to me ;)







Tuesday, February 11, 2014

happy freakin' birthday


One of my brothers turned 13 last week and I thought instead of writing him a cliche "hope you had a wonderful day" card, I would give him some advice I wished future-Kirsty had given me (because lets face it, at 13 you never listen to your parents). 


Hello brother. 

You are 13 today, and taller than Mom, congratulations :) 

Now that you are a teenager you are a few years closer to driving a car, growing your muscles and getting a husky man voice. 

But before you get to all of that here is some advice from me: 

1. Study and learn as hard as you can, your high school “social life” can distract you from your education, just remember to eat up all the knowledge you can, I wish I had. 

2. Mom WILL irritate you, she might even drop you off at school with Westlife playing FULL VOLUME and call you “Peanut” until you are 18 years old, but she loves the heck out of you! Don’t forget that. 

3. Confidence is key, who cares what people think as long as you are confident in who you are and how you do things, but whatever you do, don’t confuse cockiness with confidence. Being humble is one of the greatest characteristics you can have as a human being. 

4. You will lose socks more than anything else in the world, make sure you buy 10 kinds of the same pair and no one will know :) 

5. Pimples are kak, eat healthy food and drink LOADS of water, it helps, even if just a little. 

6. NEVER stop having fun! This one is very important, life calls for serious moments every now and then, but pick a smile over a frown when given the option. 

7. If a girl doesn’t like you, walk away, she will probably run after your chiselled jaw-lined face a few years later ;) 

8. You may hate some school subjects, excel at them anyway, you can never know too much of something. 

9. You have a sister 12 years older than you, which means when you are 18 I will be 30 and extremely jealous of your youth, I give you permission to use this fact as a running joke until we are grey-haired and wrinkly. 

10. One of the greatest quotes to live by: “In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.” 

I love the heck out of you too, I never make lists for anyone, you must be pretty damn special ;) 

SMOOOOOOOCHES! x


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Sunday, February 9, 2014

DIY - matchstick wall art

 I found this over on Treasures and travel blog and had to try it out. Turns out the template they give you doesn't really work with Lion matches as they are a lot shorter than the ones they use, but I improvised. Mine ended up looking like a child might have done it, but it looks great if you don't get too close ;)


Step 1: Gather everything you need, I ended up needing about 15 lion match boxes, wood glue, the template that you can download from Treasures and Travel blog, a piece of cardboard and some scissors (the pot plant is optional ;)

Step 2: Cut out the template and stick it to the cardboard, see image below.

Step 3: Cut off the extra cardboard around the template.

Step 4: Light all the matches, this is the most time consuming and I had to take quite a few breaks for my nose, I am pretty sure it isn't very good for you. Try lighting 3 or 4 at a time, just watch your fingers.




Step 5: Stick the first lot of matchsticks down the middle and across with the wood glue. Ue the non-burnt edges closest to the centre and work your way out.

Step 6: Start sticking the rest of the matches down starting with "A" and then "B" etc. Because the lion matches were too short I had to cut smaller pieces for the edges in the end. You could just reduce the template size when you print it to 90 percent or less, its up to you.


Ta Da...

You can just add a hook at the back and hang it up or put it on a side table and lean it against the wall, whatever really.


This was a lot of fun, now to search for the next DIY idea...

xxx



Saturday, February 8, 2014

afternoon adventures

Justin is recording in studio at the moment which means I have a whole lot of time alone and what do you do when you are alone...go to the zoo of course. Going to the zoo alone is pretty awesome, you see the animals you want to see the most, you can watch them for ages without worrying about someone else being bored, you can talk to animals like a crazy person and its okay because when people see you alone they already assume you're crazy. 

I didn't see all the animals, I stuck to my favourites, the lemurs, monkeys, jackal, wild dog, red pandas and of course the farm animals, because after looking through cages all you want to do is touch an animal, so I rubbed my hands all over some poor horses face to make up for the lack of physical contact with the other animals. He didn't seem to pleased, I assume this happens a lot. I actually subtly speed-walked up to the horse so I could beat a kid coming from the opposite direction screaming "Daddy you can touch the horse! You can touch the horse!", I feel no shame. 

 The red pandas were by far my favourite to watch, them and the meercats. Such funny creatures, their sleeping positions are ridiculously creative. I didn't get a photo of this, but one red panda was high up on a branch and couldn't get comfortable so he curled his head under and fell asleep on his forehead. So casual. Not a care in the world. 



 This guy scared me, I found him in a small enclosure with flies surrounding him and he was lying in a very clear "I must be dead because there is no way this is comfortable" position. I yelled at him to check and he turned his head to look at me when I got this shot and I nearly fell backwards I got such a fright. He was so bleak that I had woken him up that he walked inside his little house, but not before showing me his bum as a get-lost gift.




Sorry guy.





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