between kiddiewinkles bedtime and my bedtime

back to an old habbit.... working small and growing bigger as time goes on... that centerpiece sheet of paper is there abouts of 10 cm in length..



And this is where i am so far... I might stop..
It is what I have been up to whilst my Landlady's kiddiewinkles are in bed and everyone is winding down for the night.

My boop Richard is on night shift. so not been sleeping very well on my own for the first time in a couple of weeks. I go up to my room around 1am. But dont usualy fall asleep untill 2:30 3:00 am. I seem to sleep better when cuddled. My room is also cold so usualy have my dressing gown on aswell as my double duvet wraped around me. In fact the whole house is cold. no matter how warm it is outside.

busy little bee....

... You may have noticed i have not written/ blogged for a little while... i barely have a moment to even check my mail. My boss has been giving me more and more hours at work.. Especialy since a girl is on a 3 week holiday, she is about 6 and a half months pregnant and im covering for her, so will have more hours when when she goes on meternity leave. also this week I have been a busy bee at work because the assisitant manager has also been on a weeks holiday. All i can think is "sunday morning lie in" (but still working in the evening covering in another pub), and "think how much money you can stash away for a holiday of your own". not all is to be work work work though... Last monday i viseted my dad (a proper day off).He had found photographs.... Lots of photographs. Even of me as a little baby.
How humiliating? My boyfriend was pearing over my sholder when i was going through them on my laptop (dad had scanned them in to his computer and put some copies onto my USB stick). "awww who is that???"
EEKK it was a picture of me in the bath with the biggest blue eyes i have ever seen, Well dad said it was me.*goes bright pink*

Other than trips to memory lane and sore feet from running around a pub being one of the only 2 people being sober. my Boop (richard) is full of an infection .. not a well bunny. so having to look after him when im not working is hard work.. especialy when you're trying to get ready for work in the morning, bed is tooooo warm and Boop does not want to let go because he is a cuddly creature when he isn't well... Poor thing.

anyways best hurry and finnish my hair and makeup.. split shift today 12 til 2:30 then 4:30 to 11 Boop said he will try his best to come pick me up.

Grattitudes:

Blogs: I get to see what mum is upto and she gets to see mine.... i hope.

Boop: Bless him. even when he isnt well, he manages to get himself to the shop and sneaks chocolate in my handbag when im not looking.

Work: I earn my Pennies and get to spoil my Boop when he gets better.

Sleep: 1 last night asleep in Boops arms before he goes onto the nightshifts.

Just like my mum I GOT SNOW

"ITS SNOWING" it's 7 am on tuesday the 5th of january (new stepdads birthday). the person to text me at such an ungodly hour was my bouyfriend, Richard who was an hour away from finnishing his Nightshift.
Managing to just about wake myself up and gather enough determination to get from under the nice warm covers of my bed and look out the window through my curtians to see 2 grown men (still dark) rolling up two huge snow balls.... "big kids" i think to myself.... but then texted back to Richard. "wanna go out an play when you finnish work?"..... I managed to be up dressed and Lively for around 7:45.



Pretty enough?? a not so frozen pond.. well was pretty till Richard decided to see if it was frozen.



Richard showing me how much snow was clinging to his gloves.



Richard's snow man



My turn the snow buggayne (bogyman)



Hands in the snow... Richard's hands are roughly the same as any average man's hannds.... Mine in compareson... the size of a 6 year olds.

recent drunken madness

Yes... when im not working in a pub im at another pub usualy whilst my boyfriend works behind the bar (known sometimes to be time together due to him having 2 jobs "work a holic"). between costomers and bits and bobs behind and around the bar he pears over to see what little me is upto. So does the land lady And the locals. my latest creation i have managed to save from drunks that like collecting the insight of my sanity. (a few have been pinched even before i have finnished them) each one takes about 3 hours on average to do. well.. need an outlet.

whilst MY boyfriend was away

Yes My boyfriend of 4 weeks...and last week he was away being his big brother's best man in MiltonKeynes in england..

The girls and i had decided to have an early HALLOWEEN. only becasue the girls were off to Burnley for a performance and I was working all weekend...



I dont think we look too bad..... we would certianly pass for the next casting for Hokus Pokus. either that or something from a tim Burton Film.... *chuckles*

other than that... what can i say... I havn't got my camera with me at t moment so cant take pictures of my lates madness..

That includes my bedroom which is presently half packed to move....

*note to self get more boxes*

in a couple of weeks Little miss Kaiy will no longer be living with her Mum or Dad... a good portion of my kit will be at my new place before mum gets back home from Kiwi land (newzealand) and then will let her settle into married life before i go bombarding in demending for my wardrobe and draws worth of clothes and my boxes from there..

anways ...

Points of the day

*Richard is at work till about 2(lunchtime)
*I get the morning to myself
*time with richard
*half packed
*good luck t mum and batolly in kiwiland... miss you....

Clever Crafty Kaiy

What to say... Other than Kaiy had a brain wave, and yes, it hurt.

Blame my friends for loving my doodles so much. They gave me the idea....

there is no way to explain it, other than to say. My tribal and doodle work are based on key ingredients, Moko tattoo from Newzealand, Indian Henna, the arts and crafts movement and Celtic art. Main artists would have to be Archibald knox, Julia Ashby Smyth, Nicola Dixon (all local artists) William Morris... Amongst some others.

I combine the details and basics and manipulate them.... take a basic celtic knot and distort the shape, make it vine like, add floral patterns and generaly have fun... after all they are doodles...

Recently though, I have decided i might have a go at a mini production of Cards... aswell as the usual floral design, It struck me. Xmas is coming. what about....... adding tinsle? baubles? xmas trees? things like that......



kitty cats chasing mice?....



What about...... spider webs? bats creeeeepy craaaawwwwlies.. birdies and things?



i then made a simple design with cats for dad... he loves cats the cover says "laa Ruggyree Sonney Dyht" which from manx into english is HAPPY BIRTHDAY...hehehe

38 days till mum goes off to get MARRIED .....

..... and I havn't seen her for nearly 2 weeks. "Yes mum i still love you." But i do have a valaid excuse.

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I started my new job as a barmaid (part time), and I now have a second job lined up (in a COFFEE SHOP). Saturday will be my day of truth to see if they want my services (my training day for 3 hours).

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On top of that my friend has given the all clear that she and her family hahave their new home and will be moving in in the next month, that I am welcome as a lodger. "lucky you mum im moving out of yours and dads places." I am still thinking about it and do not have to make any final thoughts on it just yet.

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I have taken to myself to start rumaging through my stuff, so when I do move out I am alittle more organised. Rumaging through old art folders and boxes I have kept under my bed with Pieces and memories i havn't seen for near 4 years.
Including this fantastic memory.



(far right hand side on front row. I am leaning on my class mate Tasha)

Yes, there is a story behind this picture that has now been added to my BOOK (journal/scrap/ scribble).

The first few weeks of my second year at college, our first week that we were not OUT AND ABOUT for primary research. We were in our first lesson for Graphics (computer based lessons) and we were full of mischief and the giggles.

Our tutor poped out for a few minutes and so we were set to work on a mini project to show when he got back. We were given sticky lables, orriginaly to place our names on our person so tutors could tell who was who, but we had a better idea.

We each drew a pair of lips on our stickers and carried on with our work. A small note was passed through the class once the tutor had come back "place lips. Soon as Andy talks, TURN ROUND" and sure enough, our tutuor speaks and behold, we managed to freak our tutor out!!!

He loved it that much, he piled us into the photographic studio to photograph our team work and by the next week he had the original copy blown to A3 size and on the "Messege board of insperation".

Grattitudes:

New job will be a new view on life

possibility of moving a step closer to indipendance

step mum gives me an idea for the future

MAD but very good memories that are able to be kept in a book

I LOVE MY FAMILY even if i dont show it much