A few weeks...

So, it's been a few weeks since my last post. You'll be pleased to know I no longer have 'face ache'. My pesky tooth came out on 7th April. When I read that last sentence back it makes me sound like I'm 7!!

So what have I been up to? We enjoyed a very delightful holiday to Rhodes in the Easter holidays. A little chilly at night but nice in the day & a gorgeous hotel. We stayed at the Atlantica Aegean Blue in Kolymbia, Rhodes. It was a Thomson family property so fantastic for my little people. 

It was so nice to sit back & relax. The pool was a little cold but that didn't stop G & J having a paddle. The loved it & spent the week playing with a Sainsbury's tea set we took!!

We also got to use the hotels water park. Again a little chilly in the water but the kids loved it. 

So, after we got home from Rhodes we spent 3 nights at home & then whizzed off down the M1 (and a few other roads) to Brighton. My mum had booked 2 nights for us as part of my 30th birthday present. Part of the deal was that we were to visit my very favourite Choccywoccydoodah. And oh my did we! 

 The beautiful pier. 

The stunning carousel. I took G on here. She chose 'Philip' the horse!! 

 A few from the magical shop. 

This is our small pile of chocolate we bought!!

Scary dentist people

Is anyone else scared of the dentist? I am. Don't really know why. No particularly bad experiences. I think I just decided to be as a teenager. So because of this 'fear' when part of my tooth broke off on Boxing Day I decided to ignore it. It didn't hurt so I left it. Oh deary me. Well now I wish I'd had it seen to then. I'm currently sat with a fat, painful face. Great stuff. The tooth in question shall be removed on Tuesday. More great stuff. I think as I'm now 30 & a 'proper' grown up I need to get rid of my stupid fear. Do you think I'll get a sticker on Tuesday if I'm good? 

And relax...

Yesterday was a fantastic day! My brother in law & his wife bought me (& the husb) a twilight spa for my birthday. We went to Center Parcs in Sherwood Forest (just up the road) & had an amazing evening. In this day & age with all the modern technologies it really is nice to have a few hours away from it all & just talk. I talk far too much anyway but it was nice to listen to what Mr H had to say. 

The spa there is so nice I think I could go every week & not get bored. 

Today we picked our small people up from mum's & decided we'd go holiday clothes shopping in Lincoln. Just about to get to the car park & the car decided to break. Great stuff. 45 mins & £148 later the lovely R.A.C man had us on our way. 

I think I need another spa day tomorrow!

Gym.....who's gym?

So last week, before the dreaded birthday, I decided I needed to get my life into order & I joined the gym. Off I went for my induction. I think I needed an ambulance after I'd finished. I don't think it was the most sensible idea to wear 3 layers including a big hoodie!! 

So, just my luck the day after my induction I was struck down by a silly cold/virus & struggled to move all week. I managed to get back to the gym 2 days ago & actually really enjoyed it. My best friend & gym buddy picked me up (mainly to make sure I went!!). I stayed on the cross trainer & managed to do 6k in 30 minutes. Not bad for my first 'real' gym session. I think it was my music choices that got me through it. I struggled not to dance to Taylor Swift at one point. It's a good job it wasn't busy in there!! 

This generally sums up my feelings towards the gym! 

It's here...

So after all the weeks of silly worries & panic, my 30th birthday arrived on 13th March. For some reason (a silly one no doubt) I've been building up to my birthday in a negative way. I really did not want to be '30' & have been telling everyone for weeks that it was going to be my 24th. I think some people may have believed me!! 

I spent the night before my birthday reminiscing, listening to favourite 'old' songs & generally getting myself into a state. How stupid am I? Don't answer!! Being 30 so far doesn't seem so bad. Granted I've only been it for 3 days but it seems to be, dare I say it, better somehow. Maybe subconsciously my outlook on life has changed. Maybe I'm being more positive & focused. Who knows? But what I do know is that I like it. I really didn't want to but I do. Maybe when the cake runs out I'll go back to normal me. For now I'll stick to being 30 year old Katie. I'll let you know how it goes.