Thursday, 31 March 2011



When I get excited about things I use a lot of exclamation marks. You only have to look at the title of this post, and my extremely enthusiastic 'Hi!!!' to see some examples. Would you like to know why I'm so excited?

Ok, I'll tell you. I'm super excited because tomorrow I am going on a wee city break with The Boy to Amsterdam!!!

You may know that tomorrow is April Fools day, but I can assure you this is no April Fools prank. I hope :s If it is then my next post will be entitled 'The day I broke The Boy's nose'.

So I'm off to the wonderful land of all things Dutch, I'm going to visit the Van Gogh museum, the Rijksmuseum, the Begijnhof and Anne Frank's house. Oh so many cultural delights!

And of course a trip to Amsterdam just wouldn't be complete without a visit to The Red Light District, The Sex museum, The Heineken experience and a 'Coffee' shop or two ;)

Right well I'm off to finish my packing, I'll be sure to fill you in on all my adventures when I get back.





Monday, 28 March 2011

Shaking my Rumba at Zumba!

Zumba - Join the party!

With a tag line like that who wouldn't be interested?

Well I was definitely interested but I couldn't help thinking, 'How can a workout be like a party?'

Muscles aching, struggling to breath, wobbly bits wobbling, in a room full of sweaty strangers was certainly not my idea of fun.

I decided to give it a shot anyway, I'd watched videos of Zumba classes on-line and I had to admit they did look pretty fun. Not that I had much choice as to whether I was going or not anyway, my Sister was intent on dragging me there by my hair if she had to.

We arrived at the gym and found ourselves queueing outside to get in. Wow the Zumba craze is really taking off over here.

Once inside we took our place as close to the back of the class as possible, I didn't want to block peoples view of the instructor with my massive arse.

The music started and I have to admit I was a little nervous at the start and held back a little, but then I thought, I'm paying a fiver for this I've gotta get my moneys worth. So I started shaking my booty like my life depending on it.

I absolutely loved the Latin inspired fitness party!

The atmosphere in the room was brilliant. Everyone was laughing at all the funny little dance moves, the body popping and boobie shaking, and as an added bonus we were all sweating and having a really good work out!

We started at the back of the class, but by the end of it we were near the front swinging our hips Shakira style.

At not one point in the class did I think 'Oh I hate it! Kill me now!!!' I was actually pretty gutted when it came to an end.

Did it feel like a party? Hell yeah!

And to think Zumba was created by mistake :)

Get to you nearest Zumba class! It is amazing!!!!




Monday, 21 March 2011

Coxy The Superhero!!!

Following my previous blog post 'There's always an upside', I have found myself settling back into living at home with The Parents quite well, I love love love the weekends with The Boy, and my weekdays are spent catching up with the loveliest of friends.

It's not all rosy though, I still don't have a job. I hate being someone who 'Sponges off the government', I want to work, believe me, but I just don't seem to be having any luck at the moment. It seems graduates in Drama and Creative writing aren't on high demand :p

In order to make myself feel better and also to make someone else feel better (hopefully) I decided to do a good deed and give blood.

I've done it before so I don't really know why I get so nervous each time. I'm a serial shaker. Before I've even walked through the door and said my name my tummy is doing flips and my hands and legs are trembling like mad.

A little health test first to make sure I'm healthy enough to give blood and then I'm placed on a bed ready for the main event.

On the bed I find myself having a fight with my legs trying to stop them from shaking, then the nurse says 'Now you'll just feel a little scratch' and my stomach churns. I wouldn't mind if she said 'I'm just going to put the needle in now', but no, she says 'scratch'  thinking that that's a better way to describe the feeling, but it really makes me feel sick.

Lying there watching the blood flow from my arm I can't help but go all 'dramatic' and feel like the life is being drained from me. I panic and think I've been left there too long and no one has noticed and I'm going to die from a great loss of blood. In reality the machines have timers and the bags can't overflow so that would just never happen, but sometimes I just can't stop my imagination from running wild.

It's all over within fifteen minutes, and then it's biscuit and tea time. After a milky coffee and three ginger nut biscuits, I'm out of the door feeling very smug with myself.

It's not everyday you get to say you've saved a life, and so what if it makes me feel a little bit like a Superhero.

Do something amazing today - give blood and save a life.




Tuesday, 15 March 2011

There's always an upside.

My previous post stated that me and The Boy were on the road again. Well it seems as though we got into two different cars and went in two different directions.

Oh Hello! Sorry I haven't been around much lately. I've been finding it difficult to put all of this into words.

Basically The Boys job moves him about a little and we had to be sensible 'adults' and figure out what was best for both of us.

The result: I'm back at home, he's in another city.

It's not the result either of us really wanted, but we had to be sensible about things.

So now I am the proud owner of 'A Long Distance Relationship'. It's hardly 'Long' really, only about 100 miles. I don't think I'll be hopping on my piano belting out Vanessa Carlton's '1000 miles' just yet.

It's hard, don't get me wrong, but as soppy as it sounds, if it's meant to be it'll all work out. Positive thinking and all that jazz!

There are definitely upsides to all of this though. No more cooking and cleaning!!!! :) :) Yay!!!!!

But seriously it's nice to be home, I'm getting to spend lots of time with family and friends, and when I do get to see The Boy it's always super special.