Weird Words & Nostalgic Nougat

Hey guys how are you? So I have 23 minutes to types out this post... And  I have false nails on (gel tips if you're beauty inclined. I'm not. I still get nervous when people ask me about them because I'm worried I'll say it wrong. The long tips aren't mine the the under-nail is and I don't want to answer your nail related questions because I don't know enough about beauty so goodbye). But I decided to get Mario Related nails so I got Toad, the mushroom head, painted on and I love them! What do you think? They match my hella old phone case perfectly!

My phone case and my nails. Yeah... I really love all things N64 lol.

The only thing is, being diabetic, I have to do blood tests a lot. But everytime I do, it looks like I'm shooting Toad in the head. The fact that blood then splurges out doesn't help =/ Oooh but isn't 'splurge' such a fab word?!

I know, I really should have them removed now...

So, apologies for not writing sooner but I have been mega busy with work, coursework and other stuff. But I've been thinking a lot about words recently. I mean, my job involves a lot of written work that can't be copied, so everything I write for my job has to be completely original. So I figured I'd have to take on Eminem's sort of early days tactics and read a dictionary every night to learn new words and incorporate them into my writing at work. I've been in this job since February and I haven't picked up a dictionary, nor have I opened the dictionary app I got specially for starting this job. Great start, right?

But anyway, recently it came to my attention that my imagination plays a huge part in my idea of wordplay. You see, certain words reminds me of the weirdest things. I'm sure your mind does this too, so if it does, let me know in the comments below! (Oooh that rhymes!)

But here are some examples of the sort of thing I mean:

Glorious: If you've read my previous blogs, you'll know what I'm talking about but for you new readers (welcome!) here's the thought the word 'glorious' outs in my head. This is taken from my Septmeber 2013 post called 'Gloriouosness + Rainbows + Jelly +Sunshine = A Gloriously Happy Mix!'

"'Glorious' is now my new favourite word at the moment. It's just so. . . glorious, isn't it? And it's also so terribly pretentious. Sort of like, "Yes, I am glorious. I am the epitome of glorious. And I know it. And I shall emanate gloriousness to everyone, everywhere. And I am also made of strawberry jelly. Which is also glorious. Because I am glorious.""

Chuffed: I don't use this word a lot but I've heard people say it. I do love it though because it reminds me of Cheerios (the breakfast cereal) wearing little furry jackets, happily jumping into a massive bowl of milk (and, unbeknownst to them, their death. But they're totally unaware of their impending milk macerated demise...)

Touché: I love this word! Like really love this word. It reminds me of a mix between the Monopoly Man and Poirot, tipping his hat whilst tweaking his mustache.

Poirot and Monopoly Dude. I suppose they're pretty similar really.

Chickweed: I discovered this word a while ago when I was texting someone. I was going to call them chicken but somehow auto-correct changed it to 'chickweed'. I liked it so I sent it anyway and now it's become a pet name for most of my close friends. But this reminds me of a little chick wrapped in weeds and nesting material to keep warm whilst eating my mums chickpea curry. Well, it's better than the alternative of a chick smoking a joint now isn't it? ;) Remember, pugs not drugs people!

Here is the imperfectly perf Russell Howard wearing a Pugs not Drugs tee... because he's perf

Serial Killer: A tad morbid but when I heard this phrase for the first time, I was about 5 and I remember thinking it was someone who used had such an aversion to the breakfast option that they used to go round various supermarkets putting a knife through boxes of cereal.

Nostalgic: Nostalgic or Nostalgia reminds me of pink and white nougat dipped in liquid gold. I don't quite know why but meh. But isn't there something glorious about the word? Also how do you say 'nougat'? Noo-gaah or nugget?

Anyway, this now brings me to the 'Nostalgic Nougat' bit of this post. I was just thinking about my grandma and grandad and how loved up they were. I mean, we're talking about a man and woman born in the 1920's who are both Indian through and through. And yet, they loved each other so much. For example, I remember being told that my grandad used to put fresh flowers in my grandmas hair every morning when they lived in India. He loved her so much and he wasn't afraid to show it, which was different for that generation. My grandad, he remember small details about their wedding day and the first day he met my grandma. I won't go into it all, but they really, honestly loved each other so very much and they weren't ruled by a stiff upper lip. That's something that I want.

So anyway, I hope you've enjoyed this post. Sorry again for all the delays and stuff but I'm trying to balance everything at the moment. Ohhh and last last thing, Jhené Aiko posted such an amazing quote on instagram the other day:

It's scary how accurately this describes me. I don't love to get anything back. I love for the sake of loving. Love is basically my life. People come and go, they heal and they hurt, they encourage and they break down, but my love. It lasts forever. It is always there.

Keep smiling folks!

Ditzy xXx

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Ridiculous O'Clock Ramblings, Daring Developments & Awesome Alliteration

Alas dear readers, I have failed you again! The last time I wrote a blog was October. I have excuses but I'm not even going to go into them this time. Because the truth is, I've neglected you guys. People who I now consider (mostly) unknown friends. I'm well aware of how contradictory that sentence is but it's honestly how I view you. Ok so I haven't met most of you. But when I see the comments you leave and the page views you have added to, you're not just numbers. You're people that make me happy by taking an interest in my randomness. And I consider people that make me happy my friends. Rather strange and unorthodox I know, but I'm a rather strange and unorthodox person, wouldn't you say?

So recently my life has been rather tumultuous (what a fabulous word, right??). My physical health has messed up big time and that sort of messed up my outlook on life for a while. So I didn't want that to reflect in my blog. Because I look at this as a happy place full of rainbows and sunshine and laughter.

It is currently 2.43am in effulgent England. Yes, you read that correctly. "Effulgent". Isn't it such a ridiculously pretentious word?? It means radiant anyway. So yes, it's currently what I call 'ridiculous o'clock' and I am wide awake. Ok so that might be down to the two mugs of coffee I had this evening just because I fancied it, but the fact remains, I am buzzing and hyper and all things frantic. This is when I made a few 'daring developments'. The reasons behind the title of this post should all be unfolding now.

I decided to make a page on Facebook about this blog and also an Instagram account. These would basically be letting followers know when I have written a new post. I'd also put little anecdotes in and the like, some of which won't make my blog posts, but they might hopefully brighten up your day some. So the links to these will be at the bottom of this post. If you're interested, please like/follow!! I think the reason I say this is a daring development is because although it will get me more in touch with people who enjoy this blog, it can also expose me to some not so nice people. But I'm trying not to focus too much on that kinda thing. Positive vibes people!

Oooooh! Another new development! I just found out the other day that I'm a little bit allergic to pesto! Now you guys know how much I love food. And there's something about a pesto and tomato sandwich that fills me with joy and a tickle in my throat. Turns out, this 'tickle' isn't a good thing. It indicates I may be allergic. That's not to say I'm going to stop eating it. Don't be silly! I'll still eat it and just suffer with the consequences of itchy throat and ears afterwards. It's the same with aubergines. I'm not a big fan, but my mum's curried aubergines are to die for (literally). So I'll eat mounds of it, only to suffer with lips the size of sausages later. Not a good look, but provided I can stay at home and there are no Don Benjamin/Ryan Reynolds/Channing Tatum/Russell Howard/Jon Richardson lookalikes around, I'm fine with it.

PLEASE NOTE: I am not not not (3 for emphasis in case you didn't notice) encouraging people to eat things they are allergic to. Some people have really serious allergies that even inhaling stuff can cause anaphylactic shock and death. So people, please don't think I'm undermining allergies or encouraging people to ignore them because I am not saying that. I'm just talking about my small reactions or intolerances (I really want to say 'intolerai' but I know that's not right =S) that are not life threatening at all to me.

Hmm what else? Oh yeah, guess what I did last Monday?! I was in the car with my music playlist playing (ha! Fancy that!) and Friday by Rebecca Black came on. And I let it play. I didn't switch it off just because it wasn't Friday.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I played Friday on a Monday.

Because I like to live life on the edge.

So controversial, I know.

;)

 

It did kind of make me think though. Since I'm currently unemployed (but desperately looking for work) I have come to the conclusion that all unemployed people have the legal right to sing the Friday song any day of the week. Because let's face it, any day is a Friday if we want it to be, right?

 

Our Joey =)

Oooooh and I nearly forgot to mention! I'm A Celebrity Get Me Out Of Here has been and gone! I've got to say, I was definitely Team Joey! I actually love the dude. It's funny, he was the one person I thought I wouldn't be able to stand. The sort of sure of himself/idiotic/sleazy guy you expect to come from shows like TOWIE (I've never seen the show, I'm just basing my views on a mixture of what I've seen of Mark Wright and shamelessly stereotyping). How wrong I was. Joey Essex is one of the sweetest, kindest people I have ever seen. Like, really. And his naivety only made him sweeter. I really wanted him to win but Kian Egan was amazing and deserved to be King of the Jungle.

 

If you haven't ever heard of or watched this programme, you must think us Brits are right weirdos by how I've just described it but honestly, it's such a good show. A quick explanation is that about 12 celebrities have to spend about 2 weeks in a jungle doing various trials to earn food for the camp. Slowly, one by one, they each get evicted from the jungle, depending on who the public vote for. The person that remains is the winner aka King or Queen of the Jungle. 

So anyway, I'm now a mahoosive fan of Joey. So much so that I've decided to dedicate a future blog post solely to him. It'll include all the little things that he said throughout the show that had me and one of my besties in stitches. So if you're a fan of Joey Essex, look out for that!

So, I should probably get some sleep now. I have a busy day tomorrow! But again, please like my page on Facebook and/or follow me on Instagram! I'm thinking of maybe cracking the world of Twitter but it scares me a teeny tiny bit. So I think I'll see how I get on with Facebook and Instagram first =)

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Keep smiling, folks!

Ditzy xXx

The 'Guys + Chunky Knit' Conundrum

Hello fellow crazy people! How are you?

It has been ages and for that I apologise. However, I am back and will hopefully stay here for a while.

Before I go any further however, I need to tell you something. I had a, what I suppose you could call,  epiphany. Or maybe it was just a moment of mental breakdown. Whichever one it was, I had it. Let me set the scene. . .

I was in T K Maxx, shopping. I had finished looking in the women's section of clothes so I decided, as a bit of a change of scenery, I would have a look at the men's clothes. So, I was looking at a garment in particular. A grey, chunky knit, men's cardigan. It was beautiful. But as I was feeling the arm of the garment, something happened. Right there and then, my whole resolve to stay single diminished before me. I felt ridiculously vulnerable and alone.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, my resolve to stay single had diminished in the Men's Section of T K Maxx.

I kid you not.

So here I am, sitting on my bed, eating Salted Popcorn feeling a little bit sorry for myself. (I also have a massive bar of Galaxy Cookie Crumble, but no one needs to know that minor detail). I have a massive list of things to do before I start into a serious relationship. Things on this list include travelling, travelling and even more travelling. I haven't even done #1 on the list, let alone #36.

However, to keep myself focused I made up a list of reasons WHY I don't want to be in a relationship. It went something like this. . . 

- I'm too 'me' orientated... I don't wanna have to consider someone else's feelings before my own. I wanna think about myself for a change. No one else. Call this narcissistic if you want, I stopped caring a looong time ago =)

- I have too many obsessions... Bruno Mars, Russell Howard, Channing Tatum ... chocolate, just eating in general, to name a few =P

- I like to go out with friends and not worry about what other people think. I don't flirt with guys. At all. But I like to have friends that are guys without someone being jealous =S

- I'm happy. Just as I am =)

- I don't want added stress =)

So, these are my reasons. *sigh of relief*... glad I got that one off my chest =)

So there you have it. I know this is a completely pointless post but I thought I'd grace you with it anyway.

Oh and just in case any of you watch The Great British Bake Off. . . HOW amazing was it?!?!?!

A MAHOOSIVE CONGRATULATIONS to John Whaite for winning!!! (I know it's highly unlikely that John follows my blog, but just in case he ever decides to Google his name, I have hopes that my blog will sneak into the search results and be seen by him =P)

Commiserations to James Morton (his 'Derelict Barn' was brilliant!!!) and Brendan Lynch (a massive contender). Again, I am in hope that they will Google their names and come across this blog xD

Ok guys, thanks for reading!

Keep smiling!

Ditzy xXx