Day 75

i love getting my haircut because it means i get a chance to have a good chinwag with my hairdresser & friend rondah. i met rondah last year when some of my fellow students and i took photos for her for a hairdressing competition. ever since then i have gone to her to have my haircut.
i'm not as adventurous in my old age with my hair, so rondah doesn't have too much of a challenge when she cuts my hair, but i do let her do whatever she wants to change it a bit each time i see her (as long as the length is kept).
this time i got an extra, very defined layer...yipee...looks a bit cool now when i put it up!!!

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Day 74

you are probably getting the idea that i have a fair few odd jobs that help pay the bills (or not). on wed i look after my cousin's children (so they are therefore also my cousins). it's pretty fun. luca is five and he has rugby practice after school, so we all trot off to that once we've had afternoon tea. his sister charlotte (nearly 3) and i just potter around on the playground making up stories about who we are and where we are. today i was just a boring old monster....but hey, it was still fun....i am really just a big kid at heart!

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Day 73

apparently i own too much black according to my friends. apparently they haven't looked in my wardrobe for a while...as seen here.
i do suppose, if i think about it, i do seem to wear a small selection of my 'vast' wardrobe....a small selection which mainly consists of, um, yeah, black.
so anyway....my goal for this winter was to wear more colour as previously mentioned. it's getting colder down here, and for some unexplained reason cold = black in my books. black wool is awesome...it looks good, classy and smart....it just lacks colour(in most people's eyes). as hard as i try, i struggle to get away from the black...but today i went all out....well ok, not quite, if the coat comes off....but it's pretty impressive if it stays on!

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Day 72

this image is dedicated to a friend. boooooo!

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Day 71

second sunday in may is never a big deal for me. besides my strong dislike for hallmark celebrations, mothers day obviously doesn't hold strong appeal for me.
this year i seemed to be unable to escape it as friends, flatmates and boyfriends around me happy mothers day'ed their mums!
albeit that i was surrounded by people talking about mothers day, there still seemed to be a sense of 'do i really need to do anything for my mum'? some people did, others saw their ma's, but let their mum's slave in the kitchen over a hot stove still.
i wonder whether i would have this hatred of 'holidays' if my mum was still alive. she was into all the holiday's in such a huge way. easter would involve family friends coming over to our house for easter egg hunts and we would consume mazipan carrots that decorated the divine carrot cake my mama made. halloween would mean party's at friends and amazing costumes created for such events, pumpikins, trash sacks, bats are a few that come to mind. christmas ran for most of the second half of the year as mum created wondrous decorations to sell in our friend's shop, christmas corner. then as christmas drew nearer the house would be covered in decorations, baking would be done and the actual day, wow what an event.
maybe i oded as a child, or just all these events hold too strong a tie to my mother and what my life was before she died.
either way, i don't have a mum now, so mother's day is really a non-event for me....but i do wonder, for a spilt second (and only that!!!!).....will that always be the case ;)

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Day 70

somedays it's the little things that annoy me.....like today. as much as i love having long hair....and hey, even i have gotta admit, my hair is pretty amazing long.....it's a pain in the arse having to brush it in the morning! so apparently i don't stay particularly still in my sleep (well i guess this was proven last year), because every morning i wake up with the most hideous knots in my hair that then yank out half my hair when i brush it.

solution - braid my hair before going to bed.....so pippi longstocking!

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Day 69

i flippen jinxed myself didn't i!!! a few weeks ago i wrote about how i used to dream religiously every night and wake up absolutely exhausted, and how that has not happened so much for the past few years. silly, silly, silly kirsty....no sooner do i write about it and my dreaming is back full force.
the past few weeks i have awoken to tell tales of normality with a twist. of vividness and details. oh - and total exhaustion.
when one dreams like so, there is no brain rest...so although i have physically rested my brain is a total write off and is extremely lacking in function! one can only hope that some crazy wacky ideas come from all this nocturnal activity.
a friend asked me if i was writing it all down, my response....if i did that it would take me all day! i have no idea how it works, but seriously, the imagery that is occurring most definitely seems like a lot more than the few hours i am sleeping....i wish i could fit so much into my conscious day!

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