Falling Forward: A Girl & Her Lists

Dancing on Ice

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“Wow, there’s a lot of you here!” The instructor says, smiling. “Is it because Dancing on Ice is back on the TV?”

Everyone else nods and laughs whilst Q and I share a look of mock scorn. No. We are not taking ice skating lessons because of Dancing on Ice. In face we are mostly taking lessons because:

a) I have always wanted to and it’s on my life list
b) It’s the one sport type thing I am not absolutely terrible at and
c) Because Q is nice and he agreed to come with me.

 There are 23 people in our class. 23. When we booked we got told there would probably be around 6 ish and my head was filled with a vision of the giant ice rink just for us. In my opinion Dancing on bloody Ice has a lot to answer for. (*sob*) As it turns out, two thirds of the rink is taken over by those irritating 8 year olds who already own their own skates, have the cute little outfits and could probably outspin Torville and Dean. Bastards.

 So. We only get a section of ice, and we only get half an hour on a Monday night with the instructor. I’m hoping some people drop out or I might have to start bumping them off to get more time and space to myself. Luckily we get free skate time on the weekends for the duration of the course so hopefully I won’t have to get rid of too many people to be able to practice my pirouettes.

 It’s fun, tho. It really is. Everyone was nervous and giggling and I even managed to make a tentative friend who came on her own because her husband was convinced he’d be the only guy there. (He wouldn’t have been, but he wouldn’t have been far wrong). Our first lesson involved learning how to stop (which is surprisingly useful and apparently isn’t just ‘keep going until you hit the barrier’ – who knew?), skating backwards and doing a ‘mushroom’ which is where you glide forward and then crouch down. Fancy.

 Of course, ice skating wouldn’t be ice skating without a little falling. I was fine. A bit wobbly in places but no real mishaps. Q, however, managed to take me out with him in a spectacular fall literally just as we were getting off the ice. He swears it was an accident but since this is the only thing I’m even slightly better at that him, I’m not so sure… :P

 I know it’s only January but I’m planning an ice skating party for my birthday and you’re all invited. I’ll be damned if I’m going to take lessons and not have anywhere to show them off ;)

Day 30

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day 30- your favourite song

Grace Under Pressure – Elbow

Every time, without a doubt. Forever.

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Day 29

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day 29- in this past month, what have you learned

I learned that my trainers hurt my feet, my pillows hurt my neck and I am incapable of going more than two weeks without some kind of papercut.

I also learned that Prague is pretty, Czech people don’t seem to smile that often and a hot sushi conveyer belt restaurant is an amazing idea.

I learned that Q’s mum has “high hopes” for me (which made me all sorts of happy and pleased and blushing), Sainsburys Lamb Rogan Josh is a bit spicier than I like to eat and that tweeting as a panda is funnier than I thought it would be.

& lastly I learned that book reading on the Kindle is AMAZING, and that Cherry 7up still exists. Score!

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Day 28

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day 28- a picture of you from last year and now, how have you changed since then?

If I met 2009 me in the street I honestly couldn’t promise I’d recognise her. Head down, short hair, barely a smile. She’s a world away from where I am today.

I’m a much happier, friendlier, more fun filled person now. My life is so good, I wouldn’t change any of it. I’ve got everything I need right now, right here.

Slightly Oranger

January, 2010

vs

Janaury 2011

Her Milkshake Brings All The Boys...

Q took this photo on New Years Day after we’d been ice-skating. I think I look a bit sad, but it was the happiest days. All of my days fall like that these days, which makes me lucky and grateful. I try not to forget the girl of last year tho, I remember how it felt to feel that way and it makes these good times all the sweeter for it. Here’s to another portrait in 2012 :)

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Day 27

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day 27- why are you doing this 30 day challenge

Because Paul started doing it and it seemed like a good way to get some structure back into my blog. I try hard to write things that I want to read (and that others might want to read too) and having to write something (almost) every day has given me some good discipline. I’ve got 8 readers on google reader now (LOLZ) and I’d hate to let you guys down by never posting again ;)

Really tho -it’s been fun. Please, feel free to steal it from me if you’re so inclined. The full list (for ease of copying and pasting) is here.

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Day 26

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day 26- what do you think about your friends

I have lost a few friends over the years. Some close, some not so. Some through my own stupid actions, some through their’s and some just by design. There are a few people I would dearly love to still be in contact with and a few that if I met them today I wouldn’t have two words to say. I don’t think I’m in any way alone with this – I think most people don’t stay friends with everyone they ever meet. (It would be exhausting, for one.)

I always class my friends in two separate groups: The Permanents and the Transients. The permanents are people who (regardless of how long I’ve known them) I count as my best friends, my core, my stability. People I wouldn’t expect to hurt me  and to always have my back. I’ve only lost one of these people over the past few years and altho it hurt like hell (& still does, sometimes) I think it was probably for the best.

The transients are people that come and go, sometimes to return sometimes just disappearing as jobs change or relationships change. Some people get really sad about ‘losing friends’ and I felt that way for a long time but I’ve come to realise that some friendships just have a natural lifespan. Maybe they were only designed for that one amazing summer when you lived in each others pockets for three months straight. I try not to beat myself up about losing touch with people – as long as it’s a friendly goodbye then goodbyes are okay.

I would hate to lose any of The Permanents, tho. NB: I was going to list them here but everyone knows who they are and I’d hate to make people feel like I was playing favourites.

These people know me and love me for who I am and that means a lot. & I love them all because they’re my family as much as my mum and my dad are. I consider myself more than lucky for the support network I have, I know that not everyone gets what I’ve got.

Saying that, they can still be utter bastards at times, of course but who isn’t? I’m looking at you, Andrew Turner. Next time you drag me up the stairs by my feet I’m going to smack you ;P

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Day 25

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day 25- what I would find in your bag

I change my bags often so there is normally a smattering of leftover things in each one I leave behind. Currently you’d find:

* wallet (altho it’s technically more of a mum purse, heh)
* iPhone
* earphones
* deodorant
* house keys
* work pass
* carmex cherry lip balm that I’m not keen on
* Barry M strawberries and cream lipgloss that I love
* Paperchase cloud 9 stationery set
* hair grips, clips and bands
* temporary gym card
* kindle
* screen cleaning cloth
* iPod
* a pen
* gloves
*earmuffs

& two clementines. I’m amazed that my neck and shoulders aren’t more fucked up, to be honest. Why do girls carry all this stuff around all the time?

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Day 24

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day 24- a letter to your parents

Dear Mum and Dad,

Thanks. For being nice people and for lending me money without being sanctimonious about it and for MOTing my car when I moved away. Cheers.

Thanks for all the lifts to school and the holidays and the scary scary driving (that’s you, dad) that made me more aware of the road and traffic and how not to drive a car.

Mum, thanks for passing on your sense  of humour.  I love that we can have a giggle and a laugh and that sometimes we’ll hit on something so bone-smashingly funny that it’s hard to communicate any more because we’re doubled up on the floor.

Thanks for always liking my boyfriends, even when I didn’t particularly - it’s always easy to bring people home to you. Thanks for being good hosts. Thanks for knowing how to make an awesome lasagne, and for teaching me the difference between right and doing the right thing.

Thanks for telling me you love me often. Thanks for the hugs, and the letters and cards and notes when I’m away. Thanks for that blow up christmas tree that one year, when I was away from home and feeling lonely.

Thanks for your personable nature, dad. I’m never afraid to talk to new people and I get that from you and your inherent friendliness.

Thanks for choosing a name for me that you can’t shorten. I like that. Thanks for letting us have pets when we were kids and for still doing Christmas stockings for us even tho we’re now 27 & 30.

Thanks for raising Kate and I in the same way, so that I never felt like she was the favourite or that I was being treated differently.

Thanks for crying when things are sad. Thanks for sticking together even when things were hard. Thanks for getting Sky when we were teenagers and letting us order Romeo and Juliet on pay per view.

Thanks for not letting me watch Eastenders when I was younger – you’re right, it is too violent for children. Thanks for instilling morals and values and a sense of place in me. I hope I can do the same for my children.

Thanks for loving me unconditionally. That means a lot.

Love always

Sarah

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Day 23

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day 23- something you crave a lot

Avocado, sushi, time to read, warm hands, Starbucks spiced caramel apple drinks, effortlessly curly hair.

Some of these things I can get easily, some of them seem nigh on impossible. Feel free to send me your unwanted avocados and gloves, heh. We’re off to Prague today so I’ve scheduled my posts to continue over the weekend whilst we’re away. It’s our first holiday away together and our first time in Prague so I’m hoping it’ll be fun :) See you when we get back!

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Day 22

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day 22- what makes you different from everyone else

Nothing. Nothing at all makes me different from everybody else. & that’s okay.

We’re all the same and we should treat each other with a bit more respect and dignity because of that. Everyone has shit going on, you rarely know the whole story. I try hard not to judge people for who they are and what they do (bad people are bad to the core, those are the exceptions to this rule I guess) – giving the benefit of the doubt is something I struggled with in 2009 and finally managed in 2010. It’s nice, I recommend everybody try it. :)

Lecture over – who wants cake? Better yet, who wants to make me a cake? Ha.

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