Two years into the future
Two years ago (give or take) I wrote a post a month into my move to Ireland, here. I always do the thought exercise of “Where will I be…” “What will be happening…” to keep me entertained during those moments I can day dream.
Two years after that post it’s no surprise I was driven to distraction with the job that moved me here. It is a surprise that I got the job with my current employer though. Other surprises include living, once again, in a house with more people than just me, and one of those being a significant other.
A year into the future I really can’t start to imagine with any seriousness. I don’t think I’ll be settled down still, but I will still be in Ireland. If I’m in Cork I’ll still be working here, and hopefully if I am not in Cork I’ll still be working for my current employer. There are a few things that will be certain – I will have pets and I will NOT be in my current role answering calls.
I’ve certainly not been busy by any stretch of the imagination. However any spare time I have here I seem to do anything other than think about work. That can involve going out for a drive, eating out, walking around town, or like today – baking. Now I am back at the computer doing stuff on it other than watching clips of Q.I on YouTube or trying to work out what in the hell Google + is for…
So to talk about interesting things. These past few weeks have seen me complete a few craft projects and start a few more and just today get back into some simple enough baking. I have the theory behind it I just need some technique. Ha.
The cookies exploded in size so they turned out more like a tray bake. Tasty all the same. What we will do next time is make the dough, roll it and pop it into the fridge for a day or so. Then cut it up and pop the slices onto the trays and bake from that.
Make some cup cakes on a bit of a spur of the moment. Decided I had the ingredients but still popped out to Dunnes to get some food colouring. So we now have pink and blue cupcakes as well! Very tasty and full, full of E numbers. Even that famous one in the blue colouring – these cakes aren’t safe for your kids!
Next to be cooked will be a nice, savoury omelette with peppers, tomatoes, spring onions and blue cheese. It’s all well and good cooking all these lovely treats but they really are quite rich and settle quite heavily.
In other news I have a weeks holiday in August around my birthday where I am planning to do bugger all, and I am really looking forward to it. There was talk to go back to the UK but Jacko has landed a new job and we decided to wait on going over so we could save a bit more. So the UK trip is scheduled tentatively for the back end of September through to the start of October. Just in time for my Dad’s 60th birthday.
Other news in brief: Updated the computers to Mac OSX Lion and I am loving it. Works like a dream on the MacBook. Have another book to read. It’s set out much like a University course so this should add some structure to my writing and give me some useful exercises to try out. I am also back in WoW again after a few weeks of forgetting about it. If you’re on Eonar-EU-Horde come say hello!
That’s all for the time being as I have some more writing that I need to finish off. As always I will keep you posted on new happenings here!
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En Garde!
It;s a blitz of an update this week! If I had a todo list for the past few weeks it would look both awesome and complete.
First thing crossed off was a holiday – Jonathan and I are off to Edinburgh in June for four nights as both a break and a celebration of being together one year. It’s a milestone for us, but a drop in the ocean for people like my parents. Looking forward to going back and flying over on another “chocks away!” plane like last time!
In relation to that point I also bought himself a present in celebration of “hey, we survived a year!”. Now I don’t buy him many gifts (not nearly half as many as he buys me) but when I do it’s always something that multiple people hate me for. He is now the proud owner of a single handed Marshall broadsword. Forged and tempered high-carbon steel blade (he’ll get a Damascus blade later on) which we have discovered will cut its way through most materials quite happily. It is a beautiful and very practical blade, especially compared to the sword he had perviously that not only broke at the shoulders of the tang but didn’t even have a fuller to allow for easy removal from a torso. Pssssht.
Next on the list was to get writing. But this has been on the todo list since the beginning of time. This has been resolved with a weekly deadline I have willingly acquired from Wildflower magazine! I have a weekly column there as well as other bits that I’ll be doing in addition to that in the future. As well as that my awesome friend of awesome is also writing reviews there too! A nice balance of opinion and advice which is always fun to read. Scarlet Speaks – check it out!
Lastly we went to the farm last weekend and we found some kittens! Kit-Kat had three little grey ones and they were about three weeks old at that point I think. I went to check on them as many times as I could. I was a very happy chappy, Kit-Kat wasn’t bothered by us at all and came and said hello while we petted the little ones.
Other than that the world is still turning, people are still doing the things they do and I’m getting massive Top Gear withdrawals after popping over to a car show at the weekend. I maintain that even with all the bells and whistles on Ferrari’s and Mercedes’ the Group B rally cars are still the best feats of engineering out there. And fucking insane to boot. I also got turned upside down in a 3ltr Audi A4. Funtimes had by all!
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All About Eve
As anyone near me knows I’m reading this fantastic book. And in chapter 17 the author “steals” an idea from writer and rock star Jennifer Blowdryer for the next part of the book. And it was something that made me laugh out loud and want to tell everyone about the time I knew an Eve…
“At some point in your trendy life, somebody will want to be you. Perhaps their youth was not tortured enough, or they were tortured in the wrong way, and they are not enjoying your modest success, these people will compliment you winningly, and that will progress quickly to shadowing you. It’s kind of nice to have a flattering little shadow around, isn’t it? But watch out. It’s not just that they want to become you, but that they don’t want there to be a you any more…”
It hit home and made me smile, I had thought that it was just me maybe, or indeed I was imagining what was happening to me. First of all I am not trendy- I certainly don’t go around living life as an intentional hipster. I have bright red hair, wear CAT boots or Doc Marten’s and Superdry while I mess around on my iPad, if anything (in the world of stereotypes) it makes me kinda douchey. And that’s only when I put the effort in.
But still, this Eve happened.
I didn’t notice at first but it did become clear, I certainly don’t have any inkling of success in my life so as the quote said it certainly wasn’t a traditional Eve I was dealing with. It was flattering to begin with but then got very, very annoying. I felt like a child back in school that wanted to stomp her foot and shout “stop copying me!”
It’s kind of sad that people can’t carve out their own niche in this day and age. Certainly, no one is an individual any more thanks to branding and mass marketing but you can still be your own person. Rather than a hybrid of several people around you with loads of pointless accessories just so you can fit in with a group you were never really left out of in the first place. Longest run on sentence ever. And by pulling an Eve stunt you’re just alienating yourself. Or at least in a normal world you’d alienate yourself. I have since found out that I’m not quite living in a normal world at the moment…
I’ve also found a sub-culture of Eve’s too. Ones that try too hard to be unique. They do something drastic like have a hair cut and then never, ever maintain the style again. Or they dye their hair but don’t think through the process of picking a colour that suits them. Or start trying to become unique by fabricating an illness or addiction that doesn’t exist. I’ve dealt with one of those before, it left me and a few other people scratching our heads wondering why this person thought she had that particular ailment when she didn’t. She was surrounded by people who did have it and of all of us she was the only one who felt like she had to talk about it.
It goes from an extreme of people who exhibit these symptoms who are just attention seeking Eve’s right down to the people that have these symptoms who genuinely have something wrong with them. It’s just hard to tell the difference and I’m generally harsh to both of them.
Because I have the subtlety of a brick.
And I don’t care because it works.
It’s at this point the line between Mary-Sue and Eve blends a bit.
Accept that you’re frumpy, your legs are too short, your calves are too thick to wear boots, that you wear glasses, that you can’t sing, you have ugly hands, your elbows are saggy, etc. Work on the parts of you that are awesome. Write a list if you have to and then pimp that list out making sure everyone knows how awesome you are.
Bottom line is no one cares about your failings until you make an issue of it, then you just bring yourself down.
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