So, July arrived in a haze of hot days, long nights and a whole load of Nazi research. How’s it panning out for you so far? It isn’t long until the stretch of Summer Holidays is upon excited school children. Then again, neither is it long before I kiss my 20s goodbye.
It is today in fact! Hello 30…my, you’re looking rather appealing and exciting!
The last ten years seem to have gone by in quite a blur. Well, actually, not really. I’ve lived in three cities, had several jobs, climbed my way up the corporate fashion ladder – only to jump off at the top, in a desperate attempt to escape! I’ve had wonderful trips abroad, made some lifelong friendships with some amazing people, had some great experiences, loved, lost and learnt all about love, in the form of having my little lady!
I was lucky to spend last weekend with one of my closest friends, Lucy, who came to see me from London – we had some drinks out with other friends and a good old catch up, plus a lift in a VW Transporter – which was an entirely new experience for me. Today, I’m sticking to the usual routine of singing group followed by a Birthday lunch with my extra special Mum Mafia. Tonight it’s all about catching up at The Gladstone and TOMORROW, I’m getting my dancing (or indeed just ability-to-stand) heels on for the Most Ugly Child EP launch, with support from one of my favourite local musicians, Ryan Thomas. 30 ain’t looking too bad at all!
Birthdays always make you reflect on the last year, or ten years. To think, this time, 10 years ago, I was finishing off a degree in Dance, bothering the DJs at Reflex for playing enough Duran Duran for my Birthday, not sure where I was headed and I was sporting an interesting choppy hairdo that changed between blonder than blonde and browner than brown!
To be honest, I don’t know if I am where I ever thought I’d be at 30 – ‘op North’, single mama with a penchant for DIY and Elvis. Then again do we ever know what we really want? So, before I get all too deep and meaningful, I thought I’d share some of the things I feel really proud of, in my 30 whole years on this planet.
1. I guess it goes without saying that I’m proud of my little girl. She’s a joy to be with everyday and the absolutely best daughter you could ask for.
2. I’m proud to be a perpetual dream chaser. I’ve never wanted to live a linear life, I like the life I have. I can only hope to fulfil some of my bigger ambitions in the next decade too, but I’m proud to be motivating myself to make in-roads.
3. I’m proud to be strong and absolute in doing what’s right for me and my family. There is a strength that only comes from going through hell – learning to embrace it is so important.
4. I’m proud of my ‘how hard can it be’ attitude. Without that, I don’t think there would be a blog, a #craftblogclub, a patchwork chair or even a working relationship with a sewing machine.
5. I’m proud of my Mum, who taught me how to do everything, I can only hope to be the same level of awesome for Daisy.
6. I’m proud to have lived in London, it was bloody hard and bloody expensive. But, after two and a half years, I miss that old place so much and I’m sorry I didn’t take care of us a little more, old girl!
7. I’m proud to be unique – it makes comparing yourself to others a LOT easier!
8. I’m proud to be a non-consumer and I’m proud of my little blog, wherever it may take me next.
9. I’m proud of my endless ability and patience to apply eyeliner every day!
10. I’m proud to have such wonderful friends and family around me, who support whatever I do – it means a lot and I’m eternally grateful to you!
OK…I’m leaving it there for today, I’m off to sing my heart out with Little D and welcome in the mystical thirties with the most yummy traybake I’ve EVER baked! See you on the other side