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No Woman No Cry

{ January 25, 2012 @ 11:53 pm } · { me }
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A few weeks ago, while The Girl was away on yet another business trip, I was watching some mindless TV & I suddenly felt myself get really sad. It was a weird feeling, because I wasn’t really sad & it felt like I was watching my mind being taken over (fans of Harry Potter might say there were Dementors in the room) by some unstoppable force. My brain was saying, “Huh?! But there’s nothing to be sad about.” But the heart was all, “Help! The Sadness is overpowering me!”. A couple of days later I had my period, which explained a lot. Sometimes I hate being a woman. Whoever designed our bodies was a fucking asshole. Not only do we have to bleed about every month, we also get aches & pains, get bloated & feel ugly & then to top it all – we get mood swings & depression. What the fuck was this designer thinking? Was there any vetting process when this idiot was hired?

Anyway, I bring this up because, The Girl is away again today & I have my period & my back has been hurting for 3 days now & I feel fat & just 10 minutes ago I cried while watching this video:

Haiku For The Girl

{ January 13, 2012 @ 11:26 pm } · { me, the girl }
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Loneliness banished,

At thoughts of you coming back

To our home and me

The Girl returns after a short, but ill-timed, trip to India tomorrow. Ill-timed because I really need to be hugged and as much as I like my colleagues, it would just be weird to ask them to hug me.

I Probably Think This Blog Is About Me

{ January 10, 2012 @ 8:00 am } · { me, skinny }
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The other morning I was chatting with 30in2005 and, when she asked me how I was, I said I felt great because I felt skinny. I also said I’m enjoying the feeling while it lasts. I haven’t felt ‘skinny’ in years and, truth be told, I haven’t lost dramatic amounts of weight or inches.
But that morning I looked in the mirror and in my Old Navy PJs and Gap Hoodie with my unwashed & uncombed hair I looked good to myself. We are so hard on ourselves with regards to the way we look and I want to remember that hour on Saturday morning when I felt skinny and beautiful. And I want to carry that feeling with me even on the days when I feel bloated or my chin is unwaxed and my hair just won’t look right – I am beautiful and in 2012 I will remember it often.

Week 1 – 2012

{ January 9, 2012 @ 11:16 pm } · { me }
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Another year, another attempt at 365 photography.

The Year Of Itchy Feet

{ January 7, 2012 @ 12:38 am } · { me, the girl, travel }
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Last year was the year of tedium. We did all the things we had to do- buying a house, fixing it up, being good girls and not spending too much on anything but the pragmatic purchases.
This year is the year of itchy feet. I have 30 days paid vacation and a world full of travel destinations.
We have trips planned to Venice, Barcelona, Vienna, Paris and Scotland. I’m also researching a holiday in Cambodia, Vietnam and Thailand that we want to do in December.

Right now I’m most excited about our planned trip to Scotland. We’re going to do a 7 day walk through the West Highlands. That’s about 100 miles total or 15 miles a day – not too bad. The area is known for it’s stunning beauty and I cannot wait!

Hmmm

{ January 3, 2012 @ 6:29 pm } · { me, weird }
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Today, while I sat in a meeting, I realized how much I’d missed being at work and how glad I am that I like the people that I spend the majority of my waking hours with.

Back To The Old Grind

{ January 2, 2012 @ 7:47 pm } · { me }
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I can’t believe I have to go back to work tomorrow. As much as I love my job, I love sleeping till I feel like it, chilling at home like a lady of leisure – a teeny bit more.
Today was our last day of aforementioned sleeping in & chilling. We went for a long walk, explored new neighbourhoods, tried the coffees at different cafés and played our favourite game of ‘Would You Live Here?’ as we passed by some beautiful streets. We also visited Fulham Palace. It was a cold, but, sunny day and a fitting end to the two weeks that we’ve had spent relaxing.

Tomorrow it’s back to snoozing the alarm 10 times before reluctantly getting out of bed, getting onto a crowded tube and commuting to work. Part of me is happy though. It has felt like life has been on hold and I’m excited about resuming daily life and all the joys and trials it brings along with it.

Great Start

{ January 1, 2012 @ 10:34 pm } · { friends, london, me, the girl }
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The New Year started in one of the best possible ways – with good food, friends and books.

30in2005, V and their little boy spent the day with us in, what we’re hoping is going to become, a New Year tradition. We ate Mexican food, drank Prosecco and had some great conversation.

She also got me a bunch of books! It’s going to be a great year.

Dear Broom

{ January 1, 2012 @ 12:01 am } · { flashback, me }
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Dear Broom of 2010,

Let me tell you about the year to come. Don’t expect much from it even though it’s going to give you a lot.

You will:

buy a house that you love
travel to India, Paris and Prague
get a job that you love
be shocked at how far Mama & Papa will come along in accepting The Girl

Those were the highlights. The lowlights:

Debt debt debt. Don’t count on saving anything this year. You will spend everything on the new house. Be prepared to spend the year without buying all those gadgets and shiny things you really want to splurge on.
the house will demand your time and money (see above) and it will all be important work.
you will deal with the death of someone you care about but are not very close and be shocked at how much it affects you.

You will still be thrilled to be in London and be grateful that you’re here with the woman you love.

Try to enjoy this year even though it’s a little meh.

Love

Broom of 2011

Another One Bites The Dust.

{ December 31, 2011 @ 10:39 pm } · { family, me, parents, skinny, the girl, travel }
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I don’t think I blogged about my trip to India with The Girl. We went to Kerela & guess who came there with us? My parents. And they didn’t even attempt to throw her off the houseboat – even though they know she’s not a good swimmer. This year brought me more acceptance from my parents than I ever thought possible in such a short period of time. It wasn’t all roses and meen moilee, there were some awkward moments and some obvious issues that need to be overcome but overall it was a very pleasant trip and we all had a better time than we expected. I was so grateful.

The house we bought continues to behave like a 2 year old toddler, stomping it’s foot down and demanding our time and attention and like doting parents we give in. We’re slowing getting bankrupt, though.

I finally got my Schengen visa and The Girl and I visited Paris together. We fell in love with the city all over again. Last week, tired of living within our means and not shopping at all for months (other than groceries & stuff for the house), we decided to go to Prague for a short trip that we found for a steal. I never thought I’d love a city like I loved Paris, but I guess my adulterous ways extend to cities as well. The Girl and I totally fell for Prague and it’s amazing castles and churches and cobbled stone streets. We’re definitely going back.

I still love my job and the people I work with. It’s the most fun and irreverent place I’ve ever worked at and I get to work on things that I enjoy and feel appreciated for what I do. My boss is great and the team I manage is smart and competent. So thank you for that, Universe.

This year, The Girl and I didn’t have any serious fights that I can remember. By serious fights, I mean fights where I pretend that I’m packing my bags and going back to India without her. It could just mean that I’ve matured a little and don’t resort to those childish methods to win fights. Instead, I sulk and stop talking to her till she gives in and apologises.

I did really well with my health this year. We have a personal trainer who is awesome and he’s helped us both lose a lot of inches. I’ve been using an app to track my food habits and stay under 1400 calories a day. I can’t wait for warmer days when we can exercise outdoors instead of in the house. My aim is to fit into a size 8 (US). I hate that the sizes in UK are 2 sizes higher than the US sizes. This means that even though I’m a size 10 (US), when I buy clothes here – I have to buy a size 14. It just makes me feel fat and demotivated. I’m also in between sizes right now so a size 12 (UK) is too small and a size 14 (UK) is too big. IRRITATING!

As I’m reading this post I’m wondering why I’m so glad to be rid of 2011. I don’t know. Maybe it’s because sometimes we get too complacent and a new year always brings with it a promise of new beginnings and a chance to redo things that you’re not happy with. So have a happy 2012, dear readers. May it bring you a whole lot of happiness, teach you a few life lessons in as painless a way as possible and may you live each day to it’s fullest.

Happy New Year!

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