#56 16th February 2013

The sun was shining today so therefore smiles were abundant. In other news I caught up with two inspirational women. One who has been my mentor through my last five years of teaching and one who had been a great friend through the last eight years.

It is hard to put into words what these women have been for me: ears I have bent, advice I have taken, lessons I have stolen. Most of all they have not judged me through times when I have been weak and times when I have been idiotic!!!

You can’t ask for friends like these. I am lucky to have them.

Also, I got my son’s name tattooed on my neck. (In morse code) That made me smile 🙂

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#30 21st January 2013

tattooToday has been a lot of thinking about the future…as usual! On my girly Saturday we discovered my old ‘to do before I die’ list and decided it needed updating in my new status. I’m in the process of choosing new ones but here are the ones I have salvaged from the old one – I am hoping they will be the provider of smiles in the future.

– do a sports event for charity
– volunteer for a charity
– see Arsenal play at the Emirates
– throw a dinner party for ten or more
– write a story
– be an extra on tv
– learn French
– dye my hair scarlett
– take a decent photo to hang on the wall
– go to a roller disco
– visit Las Vegas
– visit as many of James’ (my brother – set designer) productions as possible
– organise a party for my parents’ ruby wedding anniversary (Oct 2013)

Not the most exciting maybe but achievable and pleasing nontheless. Can anyone help me with any of these? Can anyone suggest any new ones?

It was quite refreshing, when going back to my list, to see that I had actually completed some of them – I wrote the list 3 years ago. Today’s photo (apologies for gratuitous shot of my undies!) is of the first completed task on my list which was to get a tattoo. Although there is no smile in the photo – I promise I had a massive grin on my chops. Not sure what it was that made me want this so much or feel so pleased with myself afterwards. Perhaps it still felt a little bit rebellious – even though I was 31! Maybe it was the words – “A prayer for the wild at heart, kept in cages.” It is the sub heading to a play by Tennessee Williams – one of my favourite playwrites. I love the words even more now I think. 🙂