I am a mixture between Miranda Hart and Bridget Jones. It's a very well known fact amongst friends and family, and is something few try to question. Things happen to me that just don't happen to anyone else.
Here is some proof/similarities I share:
I can assure you, honestly. When I moved to France, my French skills were as good as Bridge's German, and if I attempted skiing this would be me (without the pregnancy bit, of course!)
From my tragic night out recently where I woke up with a black eye after deciding a pavement would want to be friends with me, to my solo wine drinking whilst watching chick-flick films like This is 40 and Pitch Perfect, it's pretty set in stone. I am Miranda Jones. However if that were not proof enough, I'm turning into that crazy animal lady.
Followers of my Instagram feed (which if you don't have, you can look at my Twitter feed which should link you up) will have noticed my recent obsession with posting photos of my dog and my cats (obviously food is still a frequent feature.)
With house sitting, I've been with the pup a lot. I say pup, it's her 13th birthday on Saturday. That said she is still ceeeeerazy.
I've realised how much I miss having a little pal around me when I'm in grey Lancaster, so it's been added to my 5 year plan. Along with the whole job and house thing, I need a cat and/or dog. (Of course I'm still hoping for Hector the Hedgehog or Trevor the Tortoise.)
And then she pulled out the puppy dog eyes...
And here's a man after my own heart; loving the Mulberry. Sadly he needs to learn that the bag is mine and will never be shared with him...unless he's offering to get another one?
In other news, I've recently been on a date. I was hoping today's post could have been a re-run of my successful date in Lyon. Is hoping the right word? No, I guess not!
Obviously I wanted the date to be a success - no one wants a disaster of a date - however there's more to blog about had that been the case. (You know your blog is too important to you when you think around every corner "hmm this could be a good blog opportunity.")
I managed to not make a fool of myself though and saved face...unlike Miranda.
There was no tragic cheesy flirting though (thankfully,) so Connie did that for us...
How YOU doin'?
*UPDATE* I went for breakfast the other day with my dear friend Lucy, who said "hmm actually just the other day I was watching Bridget Jones and I thought how similar you two are..." That's that then!