Can you believe it? It’s been two years since I first set foot in the blogosphere. TWO YEARS! That’s 720 days of my ramblings about nothing-in-particular (Minus the rests in between!) Two years on, and you are still here, cheering me on … or just humouring me, perhaps? You’re either crazy or deserve a medal. Crazy or not…
I ‘freaken’ love you guys!
I really can’t thank you enough for all of your continuous support. Now, before we let the champagne flow like the Niagra falls…
As some of you know, 2016 didn’t start the way I had hoped. I found myself in the same place I was two years ago – lost and confused and surrounded by rubble. You see, life has a way of tripping us up when we are least expecting it. It then has the audacity to laugh at our expense as we scramble hopelessly to get back to our feet. Alas, I find myself on my feet again and I have you guys to thank for that. 2015 may have been a rollercoaster of emotions, but I have never felt alone on this crazy train that is my life. I’ve always felt like you guys were right behind me, clinging on for dear life as we hurdled down the often rickety tracks. But it wasn’t all doom and gloom, there have been many highlights, too. And this wonderful milestone is one of them! *Pops open the champagne*
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I started my blog on February the 1st, 2014, and here I am today. To celebrate ‘not giving up’ and to toast all my beautiful blogging buddies, I have put together a list of all my ‘personal’ best bits! I hope you enjoy…
Amanda’s Best Bits
After experiencing a heavy New Year’s Eve, alcohol and I had a bit of falling out . . . And yep, I wrote a blog about it.
“One minute we’re dancing like sexy mofo’s, and the next we’re on the ground pant-less, making out with a shoe.“
Do you ever reflect on past dating disasters and think, “WHAT THE HECK WAS I THINKING?”. In this post, I explain why I am glad to be well and truly out of the dating pool *shudder* Two words spring to mind . . . neck rub!
“He made it evidently clear that he was fond of me. What gave it away? He may have rubbed his nether regions on the nape of my neck as he caressed my tresses. The modern day mating call, perhaps?”
We’ve all been there, and anyone who claims that they haven’t, is a bold faced liar! Here’s a list of trends that should have NEVER graced the Earth. I have broken about 19 of them. How about you?
“Many moons ago, I experienced a ‘Ross Gellar’ tanning moment. Let’s just say, I got a little confused with the instructions being fired at me from behind the tanning station walls. A little mix-up between my left and right, and I walked out 50 shades of ORANGE… On the front that is! My bare back, well that remained paler than a marshmallow in a snowstorm.”
A reflective piece of creative writing based on the uncertainties life throws our way.
“I scrunch you up into the palm of my hand, exasperated, and as broken as the crumpled paper in front of me. As I release you from my control and watch you naturally unravel, it dawns on me, I don’t need to predetermine each fold and perfect the edges. With no instructions in sight, I realise my destiny is in my own hands, unfolding in front of my very eyes.”
This, by far, was the hardest piece I have ever written. In fact, I almost didn’t publish it. Why? Because I was scared that I would be judged. As always, I had no such thing to worry about, I was shown nothing but an overwhelming amount of love and support. It was a significant turning point in my life; to accept the past, to forgive myself and move forwards. I have you guys to thank for that! *wipes happy tear*
“I love my daughter, there’s no question about it. From the moment she took her first breath, my natural instinct went into overdrive and I developed a longing to protect her for the rest of my life. Although at times I felt like a failure, other times, I could accept that I had tried my best. It was only when I let go of the burdens of my past that I found myself truly free from the shackles…and what a beautiful feeling it was!”
Our adventure to Turkey – land of the sheesh kebab! It was an interesting one, to say the least. We made a friend for life (Vespa), we got stranded on an Island and my husband bagged himself a gay admirer. *insert winky face*
“A male waiter, in trousers so tight they left nothing to the imagination, took a shine to my husband. Throughout our time at the resort, he kept touching my husband’s arm adoringly and being way too over-familiar for my liking. Me? threatened? Nooooo! …Okay, maybe! Especially when he would undo his shirt buttons to reveal his smooth-as-butter chest. He was more preened than I was!”
How does the saying go? Oh, that’s right . . . “Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus” Here’s a post that proves this suggestion to be 100% accurate!
“If you were to ask men to see things from a women’s perspective, you’ll most likely to find them looking out of the kitchen window.”
Although it has been 5 years since my father sadly passed away, I still think about him every day. This is my letter to him.
“I didn’t have the words. Every time I tried to speak, I couldn’t. And yet, silence was too painful. I had never felt so helpless. I wanted to tell you everything would be okay. A reassuring hand upon your shoulder. But things weren’t going to be okay, we were losing you and I didn’t know how to console you when you knew your days were limited. How does one comfort someone who is deprived the chance to watch his grandchildren grow up? Who will never get to walk his daughter down the aisle? Who will not get the chance to live out the retirement he had planned with his wife?”
My husband and I are polar opposites. We are chalk and cheese. In fact, we couldn’t be more different from each other. In this post, I explore whether or not this can work in our favour, or whether it can only ever end in marital ruin. What do you think? Can opposites really attract?
“Our relationship isn’t exactly conventional. We have this love/hate relationship. The sort of love/hate relationship in which we yearn to strangle one another. And by strangle, I mean the type of loving strangle Homer gives Bart when he’s been misbehaving. Don’t get me wrong, there are times when I look at my husband and feel so overwhelmed by love, my heart skips a beat. But then again, there are also times when I freeze in my tracks, paralysed by the enormity that “marriage is for life”. It is at this point when reality slaps me full force across the face and I ask myself “What the heck am I doing with this man?”
Taking a look into the scary world of Online Dating. Yep, again, I’m glad to be married! *shudder*
“Like ordering fast food, we enter the credentials, scan the options and acquire an expectancy of how our food might taste or present itself. Expectation tells us this food is going to taste as finger-licking awesome as it looks on its billboard display. But when reality is delivered to us a la plastic serving tray, we are too often enough greeted by a lopsided, gooey mess that leaves us with nothing but a bad taste and a feeling of dissatisfaction.”
So there we have it, Amanda’s Best bits!
2015, what can I say? It has been an emotional one. It has been a year of many highs and lows. From horrendous hangovers to the Christmas from hell, it hasn’t been the easiest of rides. But despite travelling over rough terrain, there have also been some magical and memorable moments. My Turkish adventure was one of my highlights, along with the happiness I felt when my husband came home for summer. But hey, life wouldn’t be so interesting if everything was all plain-sailing and smooth terrain! … I mean, what the heck would I write about?
So, I guess this is the part when we raise a toast, and say, “Until next year!” . . . I mean, until the next celebration! Which, knowing me, will be sooner rather than later! Any excuse to crack open the bubbly, right?
Thank’s for a fabulous year, guys!
Much Love xxx