The Fuck-Up Fairy has been on Fire!

So I have just returned from a few weeks away with my BF in Phuket, last time we went I had so many things I wanted to write about but didn't have Internet access frequently or so much as a notebook to write in. This time I went prepared to be able to jot down some tales and memorable moments to share once I was back.....so this is my little travel diary and it started in memorable fashion!

5th June 2010
The day started well, got up, had some coffee, got ready and headed over to mums who was driving us to the airport. We remembered everything we needed; passports-check, tickets- check, snacks for the plane- check, mandatory photo at the airport- check. Lined up for check in, managed to get in line before a group of about 30 golden oldies which was awesome, things were going well. Didn't get the seats we wanted (emergency ones over the wings for my six foot five sweetheart) but hey it was ok.

Went through immigration, security all no dramas, boarded the plane and took off on time....everything going to plan, took off at 10:30am for the 6 hour flight. After a few hours into the flight things started to get interesting, an older lady was at the back of the plane and wasn't feeling too good but the cabin crew were there helping her out and the row in front of us now fondly named 'Baby Boozers' i.e. Baby Boomers heading off on holiday in packs, were behaving worst than a bunch of teenagers drinking at a school disco. But hey, deal able.

Next we heard what no one ever wants to hear on a plane. 'Ladies and Gentlemen this is your Captain Andy speaking, we seem to have a medical situation developing on the plane and if you are a paramedic, nurse or doctor could you please make yourself known to the cabin crew. Thank you'. From that moment on the Fuck Up Fairy was on fire.

We kept travelling along, 2 ladies that were Nurses were at the back helping out the older lady after about 30 minutes we noticed on the flight plan screen on the back of the seat that the plane was no longer heading North to our destination, rather it took a right turn and headed back towards Australia. Soon the Captain announced that due to the 'medical situation' we had turned back to Australian airspace and would be landing in Karratha so that the unwell passenger could receive medical attention, he predicted we would be there in about 45 minutes. After an hour and a bit we were advised that we were not going to be landing in Karratha but instead we would be travelling onto Broome, not because of the medical facilities but rather in case Customs would be required if we had to leave the plane. 2 hours after veering off course we touched down in Broome.

We remained in the plane as the unwell passenger was escorted off the plane by the waiting Ambos, the Captain advised he was waiting further instruction as to the plan as the flight crew were nearing their max flight hours etc. After about an hour and a half we were re-fuelled and taking off to back track 2 hours and then the last 3 hours of the original flight......all up the flight was about 11 hours in total instead of the expected 6.

From here it was downhill, the Baby Boozers were pissed and making their best attempt to clean out ALL of the alcohol on the plane, they were giggling, banging their seats about and every 10 mins or so would go and change seats with some friends further up the plane. The boredom kicked in at the point that the Foxtel dropped out and to add to the mix some delightful stomach pains started. By this time BF and I were at our wits end and the plane could not land soon enough, though massive props to the cabin crew who could have easily decided not to fly over their hours and make us stay in Broome for the night.

Finally we reached Phuket and got through the airport fairly quickly, luckily our transfer was there though they did ask what the heck happened as we were due in 5 hours earlier! After the 'scenic' tour, which wasn't so scenic as it was dark out to our hotel, we finally reached our first stop the Karon Sea Sands Hotel. It was pouring with rain and pitch black outside, which spoiled our plans to get our money exchanged and some supplies before the very early collection for our trip to Phi Phi Island the next day. We gave up on the idea of missioning and collapsed in our room.

The room was sweltering hot (anyone not familiar with Phuket is that it is warm, the average temp whilst we were there was 27-34 degrees and humid) until the air con kicked in about 20 minutes later, by this time BF and I are playing musical chairs on the lavvie.......so romantic I can tell you, and just to make our night, our room is opposite the hotel restaurant where it was Karaoke Night and some tone deaf Germans were doing John Mellancamp a great dis-service and then proceeded to brutalise Queen.

We resolved that today was just one where the Fuck Up Fairy was holding all the cards, dinner was room service and the night was spent with an hour or two of kip and some more musical chairs on the lavvie followed by some necking of Imodium. On the plus side because if you look hard enough there is always one, crispy clean sheets in the bed were awesome as was the fruit basket in the room, oh and that we got here...eventually!

Gleek

I often get into things at my own pace.....sometimes before they are cool and sometimes after everyone else has already figured out they are cool. Today I fall into the latter in my admission that I am a GLEEK!

Normally I am one to LOATHE musicals and movies/ shows that break into music through out with the odd exceptions of biographies of musicians, anyway back on track. Last year I caught a few episodes of Glee and thought that seems ok but wasn't overwhelmed by it. This year season two has just started and I am hooked! So over the weekend I rented the second half of season one to catch myself up to date and I am now officially a bonafide Gleek. I just want more and more of it. I think because the songs they sing are ones we all know and love and tell the story of the show....it makes me wish I could sing. But alas I am tone deaf and only sing in the car when alone.

I hope there are other Gleeks out there who love it as much as I do.

P.S. Finn is a dreamboat!

Trust and Friendship.....you gotta have 'em

Until I started my relationship with my boyfriend, I had not 'been in a relationship' for many years. I had dated and gone out with guys but never did it last to the level of being in a relationship and by default in these times requiring a Facebook status change! So I was extremely out of practice at this whole relationship thing, I was used to relying on myself, keeping the barriers up just enough to not get hurt and all that goes along with being single in this day and age.

Over the past nine months I have learned so much, how amazing it actually is to truly share your life with someone, to be in an equal partnership and most of all to infinitely trust someone else with my heart. I'm not saying it has been easy and that there hasn't been some 'hurdles', for a long time I would try keep the 'crazy' thoughts inside and there was a patch there where I was expecting my little dream of a relationship to fall apart because it was just too good.

Here and now I can proclaim, I trust my boyfriend infinitely. I have learned to accept that he just loves me, in the words of Mark Darcy 'just as you are', which to me and my inner monologue (which I can tell you keeps me endlessly entertained with the constant rambling) sometimes just don't get but he does. He is considerate and loving and kind and funny and is really my very best friend in the world. So I have the man I always dreamed about and he is even better than in my dreams.

To have trust and friendship as the base of our relationship I feel blessed. To make it in this world where 1 out of every 2 marriages end in divorce I think that they are the two best characteristics to have on your side and at least when the times are tough you can laugh and talk to your best friend as well as your partner!

First Fight

Looking back on it now, it was just a bit of drama over nothing...well actually it was me penting little things up that then pushed me to momentary craziness, but last week after nearly 8 months my lovely boy and I had our first fight!

Not actually something to be proud of, but every couple has tiffs throughout their lives so it was bound to happen, what I am actually proud of is that it took that long. A few harsh words were said, as quoted from BF 'you got shitty and was mean and I was snippy back' and it was late at night, after a crap nights sleep, a day of running everything through in my head, a nap (so that I could stop being grumpy) we sat down and talked it out, the way it should always be done.

I love him more each and every day we are together and I consider myself extremely lucky to have found my perfect match. When I go into my 'expressive/ expressive' mode (learned this little nugget from personality training we did at work) he stays calm, he is less expressive than myself and I can get frustrated because he doesn't talk as much as I do.....but we are both learning day by day. And the one lesson I have truly learned, all really good relationships are based on love, friendship and compromise......and laughing with your partner everyday. So if you have one as good as mine, you will understand what I am saying and if you don't yet, relax that used to be me, and one day you will find your perfect match too!

Growing A Pair.

Interesting title, I know but basically its what I am in the process of doing. Part of my new job is calling complete strangers with the end goal for them to let me manage their investment property for them. Now some days I can get on that phone and talk till I could talk no more and then there are the days when I put off calling people out of some weird fear and anxiety. I think that it ultimately stems from a fear of rejection but that is a WHOLE different story.

So today was one of those days that I had to call a few prospective clients and I was putting it off and putting it off until I had to sit down make a deal with myself to get it done. Sounds strange but once it was done the relief was immense.....growing a pair is a tough trip and I am glad that I am finally doing things that challenge me, one day soon I will proudly hang my new pair out for all to see and might actually be excited to call a stranger for a chat!

2010.....I am ready for you!

So this is it, the one year I force myself to come through on all of the things I have been promising myself for years, no more excuses, its time for some action. This is of course going to be a long, long trek to get through it all but I think that I am finally ready.

I am sick of being jealous of others that are thinner, healthier and seem to just have everything handed to them on a platter...I have finally accepted I am not one to have things handed on a platter, I have to work and pretty darned hard to get things done so I am gonna.

Blogging is one thing on the list, I started last year and really enjoyed it but didn’t stick to it, this year I will. I need to be organised and disciplined at it and everything I want to achieve which is going to be tough for me but I want to be the me that I am meant to be, no excuses.

Ready or not, here I come world.

Silver Linings

When I woke up today I had that dreading sense that it was going to be 'one of those days' , I was all a bit emotional, had a crap sleep last night and the burden of not knowing what is next was weighing heavily on me. Not expecting much from a day can sometimes have its advantages because then when good things happen instead of just dismissing them they mean more so I just wanted to share a few of the silver linings of my day;

1) Stepping on the scales- YES it is one of the most hated activities my most women that are on the earth and since April 08 I have slowly but surely been losing weight from being far too heavy with a plan to be back to a healthy normal weight before my 30th next year. Anyway, how are you asking was stepping on a set of scales a highlight for me??? Well today, finally I hit a weight that I have not been at since 2005, my jaw nearly hit the floor because I have honestly been a little worried that I would put some weight back on in the 'relationship bliss' so to see that the last couple of kilos that have been toying with me for the last month or so have gone and my enthusiasm and focus is renewed. I will be one hot lady by the time I am 30......oh yeah!

2) Blog Award- A fellow blogger and friend bestowed my first award upon me today and with that shout out hopefully opened this up to some more readers who will read, relate and giggle. There are rules for receiving the award which I will get to but receiving it and the encouragement helped put a smile on my dial today.

3) Sister Love- There are some people in your life that can always put you in a good mood, it was only a quick chat to arrange a lunch date with my sister and my stunning niece Ruby for tomorrow but it all helps.

4) Rock of Love Bus- This I posted as a Facebook status update; Nicola is championing the therapeutic powers of 'Rock of Love Bus'.....stick with me on this one, OK no matter how bad a day/ week/ month you are having your life is not as sad as the bunch of dumb skanky girls fighting each each other to get into Brett Michael's pants. See totally logical. (See attached Picture of some of the 'ladies' from the show)

5) Panadine Extra- For putting a massive dent in my headache from hell despite the 1245 questions I had to answer from the pharmacist to get it.....seriously drug dealers would ask less questions for buying some real stuff!

So that is it.....my crappy day that had some highlights. We can't win them all but there is always a silver lining, you just have to look for it!