Gonna think me some pretty pink thoughts....

I am thinking that on my return to normalisation and sleeping in my own bed I may attempt a bedroom and wardrobe over-haul. I'm also thinking the colour pink will feature heavily. I love pink. It makes me feel all smiley, giggly and girly. And cute. I am kinda cute even if I do say so myself. Kittens are cuter but who's going to fight with a little itty, bitty kitty? Exactly.....


Anyhoo in order to get in to the zone - the PINK zone- I decided some googling was in order and the following made my insides a little bit gooey. In a good way. Hurrah for girly glamour!!!!

How the hell did we cope before google?


Love Loola xxx

Gimme an 'A', gimme an 'I', gimme a 'D'......

Ok, so being in hospital at the moment (yes, I'm milking it - sympathy gratefully received) I find myself with plenty of time to watch all those DVD's I have been stock-piling for months. Normally I just pile them all up next to my sofa and use them to perch my tea cup on. Last night I sat and watched Sex and the City 2. I know everyone else saw it MONTHS ago but I just hadn't got round to it despite promising myself faithly that I would find a spare couple of hours to indulge. From the moment I became hooked on SATC I never really got the whole Mr Big thing. I used to sit and scream at Carrie in frustration from behind a pillow 'HE'S AN ASS!!!! MOVE THE F*CK ON!!!'. When Aiden came along I wept tears of joy. Here was a guy I would happily share my last Rolo with. And Carrie, bloody Carrie, was horrible to him! I mean I can be a nasty little wotsit at times but her behaviour in the face of such a lovely, handsome, caring bloke out-stripped even me! Imagine my joy come SATC 2 when Carrie happens upon Aiden once again. I was sure that Big would find himself booted out of bed and the warm spot he left behind quickly filled by the deliciousness that is Aiden. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Big wins again despite being an emotionally closed, big-nosed buffoon. I don't get it. I really don't. And if I ever find me an Aiden to keep all to my very self...... well, by God I am going to love that man til the cows come home. What about you? Team Big or Team Aiden?

Big thumbs down to Mr Big

Mine, mine......ALLLLLL MINE!

Love ya loads!!!

Loola xx

Hospital food sucks...

Still in hospital....... I know I know. No excuse. But, in my defense, it is difficult to think of things that you want to write about when all you can think about is how hungry you are (a prize for the first person that sends me a Big Mac) and how the cabin fever is REALLY starting to take hold. However, despite that, I WILL TRY HARDER. Got a few ideas for the next few blog posts so come on back in a few days.

For those of you that have not yet discovered THIS fabulous blogger..... get your lazy ass backsides over there now. I can promise you an excellent read from one of the loveliest bloggers out there. Having just logged in for the first time in a fair few days I find that I have received this.....

Ms Enigmatic Masked Blogger - thank you!!! From the bottom of my my Big Mac craving heart. Big smooches on route!!!

Loola xx

Sorry sorry and more sorry...

Guys and Gals,

I'm so sorry for the lack of blog posts. I'm in hospital at the moment.  For anyone who has ever been in a German hospital, you will know it's the complete opposite to the UK. In Germany once you're admitted it's almost impossible to get out again where as in the UK you have to beg for a bed! I promise I'll update this weekend. Bear with me. I'm so grateful to my lovely, beautiful followers.... please don't think I have lost interest!! I still loves ya all!! Hope everyone has had a fabulous Thursday. Muchos kisses.

Love Loola xx

My Bestest Book

I am a big reader. I always have a book on the go (sometimes two!). I would seriously be lost without something to read and on the rare occasion I run out of new books to read I feel like someone has ripped my right arm off. About ten years ago my Nana gave me a copy of 'The Divine Secrets of the Ya Ya Sisterhood' by Rebecca Wells to read and it became one of my most favourite books EVER. I can't count how many times I've read it or any of the other books about the deliscious Ya Yas. It's a story of friendship, coming of age, making mistakes, accepting that you've made mistakes and piecing your life back together when it falls apart. It's become a bit of a security blanket for me and I turn to it whenever if feel the need for a bit of comfort and familiarity. I feel like I know all the characters and it's like re-visiting old friends as I read the first page for the umpteenth time :) How about you guys? Any books out there that you read and re-read and never get bored of?

Let me know. I'm always after new reading material. God bless Amazon!!

Loola xx

Back to Nature

Sorry for the long break in posts! I've been driving the length and breadth of the UK trying to visit all my nearest and dearest before returning to Germany. 

For those of you that don't know, I have my own little mini-me. She's ten years old, cheeky, sassy, head-strong and opinionated. Every inch her mother's daughter! I read a really interesting article recently on 'better parenting' and normally I hate things that tell me how to be a better Mum because I firmly believe that how you raise your children, what activities you do with them, where you take them etc are dependent on the child but one particular point did have me nodding in agreement. This little nugget below:

'Let your kid get muddy, dirty, wet, and yes, gooey even. Kids need to touch, test, push and pull stuff around. If you're always there stopping them from touching what nature provides us, they'll grow to fear nature, dirt, and getting all gooey.'

I love that my mini-me regularly comes back from playing out covered in mud and grass stains with bits of twigs in her hair and a big smile on her face. And when we're down on the beach she heads for the sea regardless of what she is wearing, what time of year it is and what the weather is doing. That's not to say that I don't sometimes look at my laundry pile and want to weep....

The more I sat and thought about it the more I thought that this should also be applied to us grown-ups and I use that term loosely. I'm 29 but honestly feel no older than when I was 16 sometimes!! So we are going to make a pact. It's the 'GET GRUBBY' pact :) I know there have been times I have avoided puddles because my shoes might get wet. NO MORE!!

Jump in the puddles!!!

Wellies on - get out there and get muddy!

Make mud pies - remember the hours of fun you used to have doing this?

Dance in the rain.....

Take your shoes off and get sand between your toes.

And most importantly live by THIS quote - I know you've heard it before but, if you're brain is anything like mine, a little reminder now and then helps...

Love Loola xx

80s flashback

Child of the 80s, that's me. Ok so technically I was a little young to experience the neon fashions, the BIIIIIIG hair, the rainbow eye make up but hey, I lived through it too y'know! And so, ladies and gentleman, I give you....... Little Loola's 80s Flashback!!

Hula Hoops. Were these from the 80s? I have no idea but I do remember being given a bowl of these as a special treat when I was ickle.

Care Bears. This here is 'Cheer Bear' and I used to go to sleep sucking on his ear. Lovely!

Oh Penny! Does anyone remember these? I LOVED them and had the camper, house, tree house, ice cream parlour and and and and EVERYTHING!! Image from ebay. And yes, I'm bidding...

Button Moon! Man, I loved these little guys. Happy Days.

And a little bit of music to round it off....

I played this record (yes, record!) until my Mum threatened to throw it out of the window.

Mel and Kim - Respectable (1987)

And this was the first record I ever bought. All with my hard saved pocket money.... I apologise in advance.

Actually, I so don't...this is till a rockin' tune!

Laters!!!

Love Loola xx