London, Modelling?! And straight up fun!

I was asked to come in for a modelling test shoot. And because I was going to be in London anyway (3 birds now!), I figured why the hell not? It would be something out of my comfort zone (which I've been trying to do more often) but wow, what fun! I got my makeup done, my hair did and got to dress up all day. What an experience. Something I'll remember for the rest of my life. I 'passed' the test shoot and I've been asked to be put on a modelling companies talent list

My beautiful friend Victoria, who I met 2 years ago when I went on a cake decorating course in Ireland, is pregnant!! She’s expecting her first baby and I was invited to her baby shower. She lives in London though….so just a teensy bit of a trek πŸ™ˆ

I knew she wasn’t expecting me to come. It’s July, it’s wedding season and I’m sure she assumed I had far too many cakes to bake. But I made the effort. I knew when I met this woman that we would share a lifelong friendship.

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Mo Chridhe, My Heart

If you have never read Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, I urge you to do it…..NOW.Β  It’s an incredible read full of everything you could ever ask for in a book. I first read the books when I was 15 and have read them about 5 times over since then. In this book Jamie calls Claire ‘Mo Chridhe’ which is Gaelic for ‘My Heart’. I just LOVED it, and it stuck with me and it’s a term of endearment that I have only ever used with two people in my life, because to me it means so much more than just ‘my heart’ …but I digress…

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In Memory of Star

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It’s hard to believe that 8 years ago today I experienced a grief so deep that I thought I would never recover.

On July 1st 2009 I had an appointment to have my 20 week pregnancy scan. I hadn’t felt any flutters or twinges but I wasn’t too worried as this was my first pregnancy and I didn’t know what to expect.Β  My morning sickness was severe. I couldn’t even hold down water. My husband had to fend for himself when it came to cooking as even the smell of meat had me gagging into my pillow. It was NOT pretty.

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