Mum's the word

Me, dressed as Cinderella. Why? All will be revealed in a later post...

As it was long overdue for me to write a new post, I decided that now was as good a time as any. So, since my last post, I've been working hard (or hardly working) at revision, gloriously intercepting the long boring-ness with random whimsies with my housemates. I've begun to feel very despondent about my exams because on Facebook everybody else seems to be saying 'Done for summer! Finished exams! I'm amazing!' yadda yadda yadda and I've found myself thinking 'Well, great, I won't be done for another 5 and a half weeks, this is gonna be a-maz-ing!'



Anyway, the purpose of this post is
basically to praise my wonderful mother, Hezza, for running a frigging marathon yesterday! I feel

My mum and me

so incredibly proud of her. She hasn't run a marathon in 30 years but managed to only be 15 minutes slower than she was then- 30 years older! I love my mother, she's the best friend a girl could ask for: kind, caring, funny, clever. She gives such amazing advice and always lends a listening ear. She never complains about the many stresses of her multiple-jobbed lifestyle and she is just a wonderful role model. I've often been called Mini-Hezz and I for one take that to be a compliment, I'd love to end up like her.

At the finish line

I know she reads my blog so I wanted her to know that I think she's top bananas. When she completed the race yesterday, my dad and sister were there to see her finish- my sister Suzanne had made chicken enchilada soup (yum!) and gotten Mum fresh flowers and I can predict exactly what Hezza will have responded. 'Ahhh, bliss!' Her trademark phrase, if you will.

She's such an inspiration. How did she manage to run for TWENTY SIX MILES??? I can barely run after a bus! She really puts all of us youngsters to shame, doesn't she?



In other news, apparently there was a tornado through mid England yesterday. Good to see the weather improving, eh?

You're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes offa you!

Not much has been happening with me. I've been trying to write revision notes, realising I haven't remembered diddily squat from the last year, I made a list of my top ten favourite celebrity men, as did my three housemates, and we basically just shared our choices and dissed each others selections. Every evening we watch Pointless (which if you aren't familiar, is an obscure quiz show where you try and answer the most obscure answers possible) and Eggheads (mostly to make fun of Daphne) and I've also recently started reading and watching 'Game of Thrones' which is pretty amazingly epic and I would definitely recommend it.



Saturday morning, at 7am, I am heading up on the train to Edinburgh to have a weekend with my sister Katherine, who is coming down on a train from Inverness. There'll be a new blog by next Monday, showing the highlights of the trip (most of which will be food!)

To conclude: Mum- you're a speedy gonzalos superhero who I am very proud of. Myself- you need to get a life!

QOTR