Wednesday, July 27, 2011

My name is Julia.

I am currently 26 years old (had to edit that then...)
I am good at crafty stuff. And reading.
I don't like headaches, racism and tuna.

I am really bad at speaking in public.

I'm reading Guardian of Eden by Leslie DuBois. Very very very very good.

I like raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens.
I sing a lot. Mostly in my head.
I love Mike. My family. Polka dots.
I wish people could be just that little bit nicer to each other.
I'm not very good at dancing but I do it anyway.
I like talking about stuff.
I'm addicted to mints. Though I've not had any in ages. Does it still count?

I'm wearing a turquoise flowery dress, red tights and brown shoes.

I drink mostly water. I would like to try Fanta strawberry and kiwi though...

I'm listening to nothing but traffic.

I get angryat injustice.
I'm scared of spiders, rollercoasters and losing those closest to me.
I can't understand how people can hate others based on their religion, faith, ethnicity, colour... you get the picture.
I'm embarrassingly bad at doing press ups and running for buses.
I grew up in Sollentuna.
I own four polka dot dresses. Two black, two brown.
I eat food, mostly.
I say yes to
everyone. Most of the time.
I rarely start something
I get annoyed at people stirring or picking fights. Idle gossip.
I am the most beautiful girl in this room today.
I laugh at funny things...
I'm a typical old lady.
I have never been to Asia.
I am happy that I get to live with Mike and see him every single day.
I don't enjoy when Joanna or Mike push on the bottom of my nose.
I love to read. Write. Hug. Smile.
I appreciate honesty. Kindness.
I believe in the goodness in all people.

Adapted from and

Monday, July 25, 2011

Yumberries and birthday.

It was my birthday last week. Got some lovely presents, including the gorgeous table cloth in the photo below. Mum knows me so well!

On Sunday we went to a farm shop place and picked loads of berries. Also in the photo below. Yumyum. I've made a whole lot of jam and eaten raspberries with custard.

And that's about it for now.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

I want never gets.

I want to read this book: Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer.

Happened upon this (not-a-)review and I'm intrigued...

Friday, July 08, 2011

Old cat lady.

I went to visit my friend Gill from uni a while back. It was just for a night, and I don't see much of her anymore (boo!!) so it was really lovely to see her.

On the Sunday we were sat in her living room for a while, chatting and eating splatted pie and their cat jumped up on the armrest of the chair I was sat on. I started petting it and after a while it climbed carefully onto my lap and sat there.

Now, this was pretty amazing. Not that a cat had climbed onto my lap, but that THIS cat had done. You see, this was very much my friend's grandma's cat. Her grandma passed away quite recently and since then the cat has not been close to anyone. Even before grandma passed she wouldn't give anyone else the time of day.

So for this gorgeous cat to sit on my lap - and later, actually LIE DOWN and let me stroke it for absolutely ages was pretty amazing. Gill was in shock. I was in shock. I'm not much of an animal lover, having never really been around them I'm not used to them. But this was so nice.

When I came home I told Mike what had happened. His first comment was 'must be because you're such an old lady.'


Tuesday, July 05, 2011

Difficult healthy eating.

We went to ASDA the other day. And bought mostly fruit and veg. Healthy stuff.

Now you may not be familiar with an ASDA receipt? Basically, there's usually a whole load of BOGOFs (Buy One Get One Free), 3 for the price of 2, or 'rollbacks' (sale items, basically). A whole load of them. And they're always listed at the bottom of the receipt. It'll say 'you've saved £5.63 today' and so on.

And do you think there were any deals on the fruit & veg? No, you're wrong - there was one: the melons were 2 for 1. Or something like that; I don't have the receipt in front of me and I cannae remember.

But why does it have to be so hard to shop healthily? The crisps are always on offer. As are hot dogs, frozen pizzas, sausage rolls... and so on. Now don't get me wrong, I like the occasional hot dog as much as the next girl but they make it difficult for low income households to eat healthily. And they wonder why the country is gaining weight?

I know, I know, these aren't revelations in any way, but it was on my mind. It was that startling difference between a 'normal' shop (and we don't buy *that* much rubbish, honest!) and one consisting almost exclusively of greens and other such fun.

That'll be all for now.

Next time: price guarantees, vouchers and BOGOF offers.