Post-Weekend Slump

So the weekend's been and gone, now it's back to reality and back to work. My Mum's on her way back to the UK though which is DEFINITELY something to be looking forward to. This week doesn't hold much for me except working hard then day off Wednesday when I'm finally going to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Really excited to see how they've done it and how it differs to the book, but before that it's 2 whole days of work so I better scoot and get dressed!


Have a great week! xo

Ginger Heaven!

TGIF

It's Friday! And this week I am thankful for central heating and the new series of Peepshow which starts tonight on channel 4! I'm beyond excited. Obviously the central heating has been keeping me warm in these below zero days and nights. 


Hope everyone has a great Friday. I have the weekend off so expect some posts from me! xo

Nostalgic Thursday!

Today's Thursday and I'm feeling very nostalgic and Christmassy so here's some videos from a sing along video I used to have (I probably still have it, my Dad's just hidden it) and I used to watch it constantly. I found some of the videos on youtube and my sister and I have been watching them and reliving childhood memories. I just know when my Mum sees this she'll know exactly what I mean!


Here are a few of my favourites!
Happy Thursday xo

I'm poorly!

How incredibly rubbish. Today was supposed to be a day of organising and tidying but I've got a horrible cold, so instead I've treated myself to a magazine and I'm going to read and watch movies all day. Is it too early to watch Elf? It always cheers me up no matter what, so I might have to watch it anyway :)

Song of the week!

This week I can't stop listening to Taylor Swift's new album 'Speak Now.' I have about three favourite songs on it so far, one of which is her new single 'Mine.' I love that her songs are so simple and so easy to relate to. Every girls had boy or family troubles and she's such a sweet person in real life I just love her.


Enjoy 'Mine!' Here it is!

Monday (un)funday!

But I feel a poem will definitely brighten the mood on this miserable day!


The Story of Lady Grey

As Lady Grey looked out into the rain,

her own rain streaked her cheek.

Her perfect, peachy innocent face

was a mask to the world from the terror she hid.

Mr Grey said that she was to blame

for the unforgivable things he did.

I don’t see how after all these years

Lady Grey has never confessed

to the secrets she keeps, loathes and fears.

Silence she thinks is for the best.

But Mr Grey thinks it’s big to laugh to his friends

about the way he treats and beats his Lady.

The pain she endures, the blows he delivers,

the way she shudders when he draws near.

Lady Grey begs him and pleads him for her hurting to end

but remains to live her life in fear.

The smell of liquor on his breath

and the twisted way he snarled his lips filled Lady Grey with repulsion and hate.

At home he was a demon, cussing and shouting,

his whiskey sloshing in his glass like molten amber as he raised his arms

to Lady Grey who  prayed for death

and regretted how she’d fallen for his young, boyish charms.

After a while it wasn’t safe for Lady Grey to leave.

She remained in her room, bathing her wounds and occasionally played her piano.

One day when Mr Grey was out working at the bank

his wife sat writing to her sister Kitty and poured out her hearts woeful troubles.

She gave it to the butler, who posted it straight away then she told him not to bother her for the remainder of the day.

She fetched her husband’s whiskey and a bottle of sleeping pills,

washed down twenty tablets, retching at the taste but forcing them down nonetheless.

Once she felt dizzy, she lay between her silky sheets and closed her shell pink eyelids.

She thought of running though fields lilac and lavender, fingers outstretched, finally free.

Lady Grey took one last breath and smiled, finally laying herself to rest.