Be BOLD, Be Brave, Be YOU

This is a blog that aims to do nothing but tell you exactly how I feel at this moment in time…

Never have I ever been so disappointed and full to the brim with inexplicable feelings towards the Education system, the Government and the challenges most of us face when it comes to both.

Having spent nineteen years in education, training to become what I thought would be an employable individual seeking a role within the arts, I still cannot succeed in a role which is undoubtedly suited to my qualifications, experience and skill. During all my years in education I have worked hard in many different sectors in the labour market. From stacking shelves, customer service and sales to book editing, teaching and project coordination. I have a positive approach to everything I do, I remain calm under pressure and offer excellent communication skills. I can plan to cater for any needs. I can teach. I can be an inspiration and I have the capacity to learn fast and well. Yet here I am, twenty six years of age and still desperately seeking my dream job.

Hours of my time has been spent writing the perfect applications to suit roles which I would love to achieve; programme managers for arts charities, teaching roles in a performing arts environment and learning officers or management within growing art establishments. More time has then been spent, after being offered interviews, to prepare project plans, budget materials and perfect answers to their questions, which aim to prove me suitable for their role. But still I am unemployed with a list of sodden excuses as to why I am not good enough.

I am a person who lives for laughter and love. I thrive on positive thinking. I put in 110% effort in to everything that I do. My qualifications range from diplomas to post graduate degrees. I volunteer, I am caring, I am helpful and creative. I work both collaboratively and independently. I am organised, good at prioritising workloads and enjoy pressure and being busy. I have the biggest passion for achieving and doing everything I can to succeed. I dream of becoming an asset to an organisation whose aim is to inspire, particularly young people, through art forms and support these people in achieving things they didn’t believe possible. I want to give young people the best possible chance to succeed in life, because as we all know, it is a tough life that we live.

Art is frowned upon. “it’s a drop out course” “it gets you nowhere” “You will fail” BULLSHIT!
Art is so vast and so incredibly inspiring to not just young people, but all of us. Open your eyes and look around at all the beauty in this world; architecture, gardens, paintings, statues, literature, music. None of which would have been possible without an artistic, imaginative, creative mind. It can support people through difficult times. It can make people happy. It can provoke emotion we didn’t even know we could feel. Yet here we are telling our future that art is unnecessary. Wake up!

My biggest ambition is to make a difference in people’s lives using art as a catalyst. Whether that be as a teacher, a project coordinator or running an art organisation. I have never felt so passionate about something in my whole life and I am being shot down for not having enough experience or the correct skillset. Sue me for not having all these qualities written down on a piece of paper and signed off by some dude who leans back in his spinning chair all day. Give me a chance to PROVE it to you.

Fair play to all those people who attended the same interviews I did and achieved the role. You must have bought more to the table and for that, I congratulate you. Good for you for keeping the spirit of the arts alive and being able to expose all your abilities, passions and experience to the employer. I tried my best. I tried my absolute hardest to achieve. I worked myself to the bone to be the best I can be. I wish it was enough. I wish I could tell you that I have acquired the job that lets me practice all my talents, my qualities my passions and my skillset. I want to make you proud of me. Each and every single one of you. I want my Mum to be able to tell her friends that I am happy as Larry working in the industry I long to thrive in. I want my brother to feel inspired by his baby sister. I want my friends to hear all the wonderful stories I have to share about my working environment. I’d love to report back to my teachers, tutors and mentors that I am ‘living the dream’.

There are so many emotions running through me at the moment. My heart is literally pumping out a different one with each beat. Failure, disappointment, strength, anger, loss, bravery, positivity, upset, passion, determination, irritancy, rejection, pity… the list goes on and on. It is so difficult to sit here and write this, but in the same way I feel more and more relieved after each word.

What am I doing so wrong? What makes me so unemployable in the field of work that I so badly aspire to be a part of? It is hard times. Rejection. Rejection. Rejection. Rejection is my biggest fear and here I am, dwelling in its hand. Keep going. Keep going. Keep going. Keep going is all that echoes around my head.

To all of you who are working just as hard as I am to achieve, to succeed, to be everything you wished to be when you were young… It is a tough fight and dreams don’t work unless you do, so keep going. At least, that is what I keep telling myself. A dear friend of mine sent me a card once, which displayed the words “Be Bold, Be Brave, Be You”. I try to live by this every single day – through all the best times and all the bad times. Because that is all I have to give this world; someone bold, someone brave, me.

 

 

If you have any questions or comments please do let me know: amieblinks@gmail.com

Everything's Changing

Since my last blog which expressed my joyous feelings about moving to Cornwall I am devastated to announce that this journey will no longer be happening. Sadly, the sale on my house down there fell through, which means I am staying put in my hometown of Bicester. Whilst this is not what I wanted, I am happy to be staying in Bicester for a while as it means I can continue to have close friendships with people here. Unfortunately, I have sacrificed my job with OYAP Trust as they hired my replacement, shortly after my advisory that I would be moving away. There is now no funding for me to stay on. Another truly saddening event. 

OYAP has been my place of work for 8 months and with each day I have grown to love the work they do as a charity and I do for them more and more. It has been a dream job working with creative people, being able to use the creative side of my brain to develop and coordinate exciting activities for young people to get involved in. Even the meetings were inspiring and brilliant to be a part of and left me feeling motivated and full of ideas for not just the activities I coordinate, but also crafts, teaching tips and my career. Having the opportunity to work with a variety of wonderful people, each skilled in many different art forms, has been amazing. I am constantly inspired in their presence and wanting to do more for OYAP and their participants day after day. My favourite moments with OYAP include putting together a youth action team in Banbury and watching the young people succeed in planning and coordinating their own creative acts of kindness for their community. A significant project which will stay with me is when the young people designed and created cushions for elderly people and we all delivered the cushions into a care home. This particular project was featured in the Banbury Cake Newspaper. 

Another favourite moment was watching the success of the first project I coordinated in its entirety - UnFrozen. A theatre and set design project based on Disney's popular Frozen, which ran over October half term 2014. It was a huge sell out and the performance created in just 2 days was enough to bring the proud parents to tears! It was a wonderful celebration of theatre, singing, dancing and indeed the Frozen soundtrack. 

Finally, working with Heyford Park Free School has to be up their with the top favourites. Another project completely coordinated by me! After getting in touch with the school I successfully recruited artists to join me each week in providing lunchtime art activities for the students. These ranged from puppetry to animation, photography to sculpting! We have successfully seen the students through their Arts Awards too, which has been a very rewarding process for both them and OYAP. I will miss going into the school each week and working with such talented children. 

My Current State of Mind

A blog aiming to just summarise briefly my current thoughts on all the changes going on in my life, leading up to, hopefully, my fresh start at this life I lead and love.

I didn't think in a million years I would ever move away from my home here. I love Bicester, and I am such a home comforts girl that I never dreamed of moving 4 hours down the road! Not a chance. But here I am, finding amazing, heart warming, one in a billion kind of people, and moving to Cornwall. It is unbelievable what life can throw at you - good and bad - but I am so grateful for the journey and experiences I have had so far. I cannot wait to see where life takes me when I get down there. I just know in my heart it is the best move, the greatest decision and the wisest choice for me at this point in my life. A fresh start.

Everyone I know down there, who looks forward to me joining them, makes me really count my blessings. These people who make my heart burn with a bright desire to just be there already. My tummy feels like your tongue would straight after sipping a boiling hot drink. It burns with a passion for Cornwall and my new life there, that I am so excited to just get started. I need to be careful though as it is making me drift through what I have here and I don't want to regret not making the most of my last few months in Bicester. Already I am being pushed out by some people who I have loved for years, maybe because they feel less willing to put effort in as they know I am leaving? I don't know their reasoning but it makes me truly sad to know people are like that, but at the same time, it is really proving who my friends are. The process of moving shouldn't affect these things in a person's life, however one cannot forcefully change another's opinion or decision and so if that is what they deem right to do, so be it. I hope they are happy, as I know I will be in the long run.

Here I am though, sat like a sitting duck just waiting for my life to really start, because I know the date 'May 26th 2015' is going to be the most significant in all my life yet. That is when I can truly become my own person. I absolutely cannot wait. Until then I will continue to miss Cornwall and my Cornish family and friends. They are the colour in my life down there. Everything else if still very much in a grey area, but they are shining at me like a rainbow. How lucky I am to have you all. To have my Auntie Trish, my cousins and second cousins! To have Jack, Connor, Shannon - my new soul mates who I love tons and tons! But also, back home to have my Mother who has supported me through excitement and a lot of over analysing of paperwork! I will miss her everyday. She will always hold a piece of my heart which will stay here in Bicester. My brother, Adam, who has shown me he can be the rock I have always seen in him, the epitome of who a brother should be. Caring, kind, loving, thoughtful and so supportive in ways I didn't think he could be. My Bicester friends who have chosen to stick by me through this life changing decision and support me with encouragement and comfort. Colleagues at work who have offered their heart warming statements of kindness and expressed their sadness in my choice to leave. OYAP Trust has been a job which has bought me into myself and I will always be inspired by my director Helen Le Brocq, for her fantastic experiences and outlook on life and my manager Caroline Tress, for her kind, supportive and caring nature. Thank you each - you have all aided in my happiness and encouraged me to make this move with a positive attitude and a huge grin on my face.

I am lucky, I feel blessed and I was compelled to blog about this today.

Miss Potter

I just watched Miss Potter.

I feel so warmed and like I've witnessed something truly lovely. I will try to write this without spoiling anything for anyone who is yet to see this beautiful film. But here goes...

Miss Potter follows the story of Beatrix Potter, author, creative and artist of Peter Rabbit and friends. We witness her childhood and how her imagination works. The talents that grow from her mind are inspiring and the deeper into the film we go, the more beautiful each second becomes. Of course, as with anyone's life, there are many ups followed by many downs but her moral is to always find a way to happiness. In fact she says that's her favourite thing about stories, the deliciousness of the first line and how you never know where they will take you.

Renee is stunning and portrays a wonderful Miss Potter. Her mischievous smile and blush really creates a believable persona who you can relate to. My favourite moment in this film is where Beatrix cries with happiness. It is a rare moment on the big screen, and not one many actors can pull off. But in comes Renee with her natural beauty and talent and performs with perfection. She should be very proud for this role.

In conclusion, this film, this story has made me feel inspired to write more, to believe in more and to really live life to the fullest. To hold onto what you want and believe in and go for it. Make it yours. Really chase your dreams.
I feel revived and cannot wait to have the time to write more and produce my own work of art.

Live, laugh, love.

Solo rider #3 - the conclusive blog

The WiFi here in Tunisia has been ups and downs so, I have unfortunately been unable to update my blog about my experiences within this wonderful country. Here, I say wonderful as in literally full of wonders. Many times I found myself decoding puzzles of the country I did not understand, and enjoying the solutions and answers I was educated with. 

But lets start where I left off... Day 2.

The Amphitheatre of Thysdrus

Known to be the second largest Amphitheatre in the world, The Amphitheatre of Thysdrus, located in the town of El Drem, was breathtaking. A stunning piece of ruined architecture that towered above the poverty ridden town below. Famous not only for its history, but more modernly recognised as the template for The Gladiator's setting, Thysdrus was built in the 3rd century AD.

Whilst exploring the Amphitheatre I visited the underground dungeons where they kept animals, namely lions and such alike, before the Gladiator games began and both Gladiator and lion met their fate. Along the walls you can see evidence of their discomfort in the form of scars and markings. Who can blame them? After being captured and then transported to a tiny cell where they remain until they are called to battle and killed, just for the entertainment of locals.

I also climbed to the highest point of the tallest section of the ruined building and was able to look out for miles across the landscape of Tunisia. One side presented a long strip of road lined with flat buildings and a vast bell tower that stood proudly, looking down on all of its surroundings. The other side treated the eye to an insight into the town of El Djem, populated by around 18,000. Cars sped along narrow roads and dodged the inhabitants as they seemingly crawled like ants along the dry roads under 37°C heat. On this side stood a small bell tower, in comparison to the bell tower adjacent to it.

The delicate building that divided these two sides stood gracefully, regardless of the amount which had crumbled away from its foundations over time. The walls hosted a fabulous gold colour which created an ancient, yet beautiful, feel to the historic site. The remaining structure, resonating a half finished puzzle, was fascinating to the eye and allowed for a 'travel back in time', cultural experience.

During my time in Tunisia there were days where, inevitably, I felt lonely. Day three was one of those days. A Saturday, a day I would normally spend in the pleasant company of friends. This was when the worst of my loneliness happened. I had spotted a few couples that day and the pang of envy shot through me so hard, my heart physically ached for my recent lost love. 

A similar feeling occurred as I witnessed friends grouped together, laughing and sharing happy memories and anecdotes. It took a lot of strength to remind myself that I had that aspect (friendship) of my life too and it was my decision to leave that behind whilst I journeyed to Tunisia alone. 

The truth is the experience I have had has changed me and created a stronger and happier spirit within me. One which I will always be thankful to have inside my body, guiding me through the ups and downs of life. I don't regret a single part of my time away, even the lowest moments, because I know I had to feel that emotion, understand that pain, to achieve the status I have become : stronger, happier and ready for the next chapter of my life to begin.

Day 5 - The Medina Ramble 

Another noteworthy time during my stay is when I took on the haggling experience in Tunisia's oldest city, The Medina. Whilst telling you I haggled prices of handbags and pashminas is all good and fun, what I really want to report is the new knowledge I achieved that day. 

Since arriving in Tunisia it has been evident that doors are an important aspect to their culture. Tunisians decorate their doors using mainly studs and coloured paints, and this had me wondering the reason behind it. I learnt that day it marked the status of the family living behind those doors. It is a way of telling people how wealthy (or not) you are. The more studs presented on the door, the richer a family are said to be. (I know, WOW!) 

 

Whilst visiting Tunisia's smallest city we came across a café which had a rooftop view which enabled me to take this photo...

I find it striking and aesthetically appealing. The levels and the bland colours gives the picture a sort of educational value about Tunisian culture. I could stare for hours, hypnotised, just making up lives for my creation of people who live beyond the walls of each settlement in the picture. Bare in mind this photo is taken whilst on a roof top that resides above a busy and bustling market. It makes for an interesting shot. The houses in this picture come to life in my eyes.

2 days remain and I want to do something I have never even had the slightest interest in doing before. Henna. 

When speaking to a new acquaintance of mine in Tunisia, Wasim, a henna tattooist, he illustrated my name in Arabic writing. I enjoyed the patterns of the drawing so much it made me wonder about whether or not to put some Arabic on my body in the form of henna. I visited his stall and had him write for me a few words that came to mind. But it was the second word I requested that stuck. 

For years I have disliked tattoos, I think an opinion I have inherited from my dear mother! However, when asked "if you absolutely had to have a tattoo, what would you have?" I always said I would have an olive to represent my late Nanny, Olive. She was my favourite person in the whole world. We wrote to one another very often, and religiously whilst I was away at university studying. She was an inspiration, the head of the family. Her comfort was so valuable to me. I loved her with all of my heart, as we used to say in our letters "to pieces". After telling this story to Wasim and debating having an olive drawn upon my skin in this semi-permanent ink, it was suggested I, instead, have her name in Arabic illustrated along my foot. After seeing my Nanny's name formed in Arabic letters I loved the idea and instantly agreed.

Once this henna was sitting comfortably upon my foot I was flicking through some other designs and I came across an illustration that literally showed me the reason for my independent adventure. The picture was of an ECG scan, linked between two words which created an uprising of butterflies in my stomach, 'Just Live'. This was an absolute moment of realisation that since my heart break I have forgotten to live my life. It sounds silly to say because as long as you're breathing, you're living, right? But that isn't what life is about. "Life is a gift, not a given right." I seemed to have lost sight of this fact during my months of sleepless nights and sorrowful days. I couldn't see past my nose for the ache that just seemed to grow inside me, swallowing me whole and creating a vibe of negative energy flow from me. Surround me. Squeeze me into this tight space in my broken heart and repeatedly remind me of the pain I was experiencing. Asking me all the questions that begin with why? 

It is only now I am starting to truly appreciate again that I have been given this life and am still living. My future self is urging me to keep going because I believe she knows that things are going to get better for me. She is encouraging me forward until I meet her in a much happier place in my life. I don't know when I will arrive in that place, but I know that thanks to that simple sketch I am excited to be there, and ready to take on all the obstacles to get there.

As I said, this break away has left me feeling much more positive and strong as a person. When I left I was heart broken, apprehensive, scared even of the thought of being alone, lonely and all by myself. Even dreading the nights I'd spend alone, looking up at my ceiling all night just going over every detail about my failed relationship to try and find some sort of resolution that would solve my heart ache and struggle. And also help me understand why it happened in the first place. After just 7 days I am feeling replenished, stocked up with strength, happiness and zen. Imagine what I could become in a month, a year?! (If only work would allow such luxurious amounts of time off!!) There are still parts of me that hurt and FEEL broken, of course, but I have learnt that time heals and to not waste that time feeling negative. JUST LIVE. 

Having successfully passed the challenge of experiencing a week in a foreign country by myself I feel like I am ready to enjoy my own company in many other countries and learn more about their cultures and myself along the way. I am also no longer afraid of going to bed alone. I believe I have at least learnt how to do that without feeling so lonely and wanting to cry until my eyes are swollen enough they feel tired enough to close. These last 7 days have been enjoyable, essential, educational, inspirational and possibly some of the best in my life, so far.

To all you solo travellers who embark on year long adventures I salute you. You are probably reading this thinking 'bloody hell love you've only done a week!' but if you knew me you'd know that a week alone for me is very out of character, a rare experience, in fact, one that has never happened until now. You are clearly people who were born with a strong independence and passion to live your life away with the capability of doing it alone. I am learning and one day hope to be joining you on one of your journeys and letting our paths cross.

I am going to sign off now because this has turned into a very wordy blog, focusing more on the emotive side of my trip than anything else. Thank you for reading, I'll write again soon. 

Solo rider #2

I am here. Safe and soundly I arrived at the Tej Marharba, Sousse, Tunisia at 2am!! The views from my balcony alone are breathtaking and I cannot wait to explore what I see.

This morning I have relaxed and enjoyed the beautiful words of Elizabeth Gilbert in her book "Eat, Prey, Love". Thank you Claire for this loan... It is helping me in ways I couldn't have imagined. (a review of this book will be published soon - watch this space).
The cocktails are stronger than the sun rays, which are producing around 36°C heat!! Life is on the up.

Two trips are booked,  one to the El Gjem, one of the best preserved Roman Ampitheatres in the world, and another to the medina for a rumble around the market and a rooftop hot chocolate.

I also plan on visiting Port El Katowi for a visit to the singing light fountains, which resonate those in Barcelona I visited a few years ago with my Mum. The music and lights encourage the fountains to dance!

People here are friendly and have already gone out of their way to supply me with drinks and a sense of safety. I have been asked to be someone's bride, but that is not a fate I wish to succeed!!

All in all then folks a good time on the first day is being had. I am currently on my way to Taj Mahal - a café (sadly not the Indian temple) - for a hot chocolate and some Tunisian grub. So until next time,  Bislaama (goodbye!)

Solo rider

Holiday season is upon us and it was my decision to take one on my own this year. It's a challenge, it's a big risk and I'm now feeling very apprehensive as I sit at the gate... 

After a shaky start to my holiday I am now fuelled with food and waiting at gate 35 in Gatwick's South terminal. My temperature is pretty high, but I am going to put that down to the cocktails which accompanied my Franky and Bennys dinner. I am surrounded by couples and families, but reminding myself it was my choice to come alone.

I have decided it a good idea to venture into the unknown, independently, to track down my happiness and learn a life lesson of coping and being content in my own company. My life has come to a point where I feel this necessary and so I decided it my next challenge to visit a strange country and do just that. Feels a bit crazy now, but I am still proud of myself for giving it a go. Worst case scenario I lock myself in my hotel room and read for a week! Could be worse right?

So, I will of course update as the week goes on - assuming Tunisia isn't so under-developed that WiFi hasn't reached their intelligence yet! Just know that I am going knowing two very important phrases I think will come in handy : "no" and "keep away"... !

Have you ever travelled alone? If so tips are welcomed with open arms... 

Another Blog of Birthday Gratitude

Wow, once again I have been spoiled for the second evening this week in celebration of my 25th Birthday. Not only did my friends make my actual birthday special, but they chose to continue their generousity and make my weekend full of memorable, birthday related, activities. 

The best way to tell you is to do it from my point of view, then you will understand the surprise and how amazing it was... 

I was picked up Saturday night at 8pm. I was told to wear jeans and a top but of course I rebelled and fashioned a tunic with some leggings. I gave myself a 'golden glow' and was feeling confident that I looked 'alright'! 

My 'Golden Glow'

As soon as I got in the car a tie was produced and I was instructed to blindfold myself. After a small fuss from me, worrying about my make-up, I was obedient and placed the tie over my eyes. I now had to use my picture memory to sense where I was. My friend was clever however and drove round roundabouts several times before turning off to confuse me. After about ten minutes we arrived at our destination and, still blindfolded, I was escorted out of the car and felt the floor turn to gravel/stones underneath my feet. Any ideas where I am?? 

The ground evened out after a few steps, and then I tripped up a step as my friend failed to warn me of it - we laughed as well! Suddenly, my nostrils filled with the smell of oil, like the oil you get in those wind resistant, garden candles. I was positioned and then told to remove my blindfold. 

"SURPRISE" All my amazing friends were in front of me, under a gazebo, sat on hay-bales in my friends garden. I was a tad confused but turned around and behind me I saw a screen, formed from two wooden planks and a bed sheet. Returning my focus to the gazebo I noticed a projector set up as my friends approached me for cuddles. It was an outdoor cinema they had created to celebrate my 25th birthday. I was overwhelmed, still am at how adorable the idea was. 

Everyone and me on the hay-bales under the gazebo

The gazebo was decorated with buntings which each guest had wrote nice messages upon - these are now hung up in my room. There was food and a BBQ on the go. Alcohol was served in my favourite format - cocktails! The night was amazing. Seeing all my friends under one gazebo, watching cringing clips of me performing during a summer project, to creasing with laughter over Anchorman 2. Conversation flowed until 4:30am, when we decided to call it a night. 

My beautiful messages, now hung up in my room

So, this blog, similarly to my last, is dedicated to all my friends who have made this birthday really special for me. But this time it comes with extra special thanks to Amyy Newbold, Alice Taylor, Sweeney for being the hosts of this event and Tyler Cartwright for organising the whole thing. I am truly bless to have you, plus all the guests, in my life. I cannot wait to return the favour for all of your birthdays :) 

Me and Tyler - The Organiser

Me and the Hosts - Amyy with the great face!

Fellow bloggers; What is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for you for your birthday? 

Please leave any comments below :)  

Birthday Blessings

Yesterday I turned 25 years old. My birthday was celebrated in style as I was surrounded by my friends and family - all the people who mean the world to me. And if that wasn't enough, they spoiled me even more by showering me with presents and surprises. I am so grateful I feel it necessary to write a blog and discuss my birthday blessings... 

Me celebrating my birthday in style with a 'Blue Heaven' cocktail. Yummy!

For me, Birthdays are important, they mean something. They have always been something I will go out of my way for to celebrate. I love to find something that I know my loved ones will enjoy and love to open on their birthdays. Yesterday, that same passion was shared and my family and friends made it their mission to spoil me and spoil me they did. 

My amazing gifts from all my family and friends.

After a tough start to the year I have never needed such an amazing pick me up. I have felt lost since January, not knowing how to trust people anymore, struggling to know who would really be there for me when the going gets tough or when it really mattered. I now have a much better idea thanks to the amazing gestures of celebration and love I received yesterday. There is a quote I love that really does sum up a fair few of my friendships:

"Good friends are like stars, you don't always see them, but you know they are there". 

I, like everyone, have friends who I see on the odd occasion, but when I do see them, everything is amazing. Nothing has changed. Neither one of us is awkward or desperate for an explanation as to why there has been such a gap between our last meeting. We are just happy to be in one another's company and that is exactly as it should be. Some friends you will see everyday and you're no closer to them as you are the friend you see once a month, or every few months. My eyes were truly opened to this yesterday as I celebrated with all styles of friends; lifelong friends, new friends, old friends, friends I see all the time and friends I see less occasionally... They all came together to celebrate my birthday and for this I am truly lucky. 

A beautiful collage, made by Amyy Newbold, of many of my friends and family.

Just to add to the beautiful memory that was created last night, I had a final surprise in store at the end of the night. Three cakes were bought out to me from the kitchen as everyone sang 'happy birthday!' Three! That tells me that at least three people had separately visited the restaurant before last night to give them an extra special gift to present to me. The cakes were incredible and each one had a significant meaning behind it! (If you can't tell from the pictures below I am in love with pigs!) 

My fantastic cakes that bought me to tears. The First handmade by Alice Brown, the second provided by Alice Taylor and Amyy Newbold and the third bought by my Mum.

Finally then, I want to thank every person who has been involved in my birthday this year, whether you were there last night celebrating with me in person, or you drop a quick text to wish me a good day, thank you. I am so grateful and feel overwhelmed with the love I have received. Thank you .x.x.

Me and Mum before the celebrations began.

Happy Places

Today I would like to discuss some happy places as I am currently sat in a new found location I am beginning to consider adding to my list of places that make me happy. I think if you want to learn something about someone it's always a great question to ask; "where are you happiest?"

These locations are in no particular order because it would be too difficult for me to rank. However, the first place I list will have to be my number one just for its sheer beauty and fairytale feel, especiallt at Christmas time. I will attempt to attach pictures I have taken of the locations where possible to try and transport you to each setting, as best I can, with an image along with my (hopefully) descriptive words…

1. Central Park, New York, USA. ♡

In 2007 I visited New York with my Family for Christmas and it really was magical. What made it more so was spending time in Central Park, people watching, taking photographs, watching friends and family ice skate together and being chauffeured in a carriage pulled by a man on a bicycle! I don't know what it is about Central Park but it is my favourite place in the world. Maybe it is because you can find peace on its grounds, even though it is surrounded by such a vast city. Or maybe it is because it is so large you could spend the day getting lost. Whatever it is, I am completely drawn to the place and whilst I am not there it exists in my dreams. 

2. Kensington Roof Gardens, London, UK.

Ever wander around London looking for places to visit that don't charge sky-high prices? Well this was me in March. I decided I needed to get out of town for a few days and so found myself getting lost in our capital city, London. I had read online about some free entry places and thought I would go and explore them. Kensington Roof Gardens was like stumbling across a gold mine when it comes to beautiful places. 150 feet up above the city lies a beautiful garden that grows around the outside of an even taller building. Free of charge you can explore the impressively colourful flowers, the ponds that glisten when the sun is shining and that are occupied by ducks and bright pink flamingos! The views are of course breathtaking and if you feel tired there are garden benches and other seating available in every section of this tranquil setting. If you get a little thirsty or peckish there is even a bar one floor above, "Babylon Bar" which offers a variety of drinks, including cocktails (I recommend the painkiller), snacks and even hot dishes. I give this place a ten out of ten for being a unique and jaw dropping setting, just feet above a busy London. 

3. Little Italy, Haddenham Village, UK. 

If you're like me and love to sit in a coffee house and people watch whilst enjoying a well made beverage then you will love this gorgeous coffee house. A chain of impressive and quirky espresso bars, Little Italy is the perfect place to relax and enjoy peace, love and espresso! Originating as a mobile van which toured to serve the public excellent coffee, it is now a chain of coffee shops with a friendly and welcoming team. Find your nearest shop in the Oxfordshire area: http://www.littleitalyespressobar.com/locations.htm

4. My Car, OB2. 

Driving pointlessly around with the sun shining, the windows down and the music blaring is sheer bliss. Where would I be without my beautiful brum brum? When I found her I found freedom. The freedom to drive wherever and whenever I want. The freedom to leave or arrive at any destination. OB (Olive - After my Nanny, Button - because the car is as cute as a button!), is my second home and provides me with comfort and excitement.

5. My Crafting Den, My House, UK. 

If you are a frequent reader of my blog you will know that I am quite the creative person and have recently taken up crafting. Having scrapbooked for a few years I began using an app on my phone called 'Pinterest' which allowed me to source new ideas for my scrapbook pages. Whilst scrolling I came across some craft ideas which I was desperate to try. After succeeding at this I began having creative thoughts about other crafting bits and bobs I could create. Now, whenever I have a spare hour I am sat in my Crafting Den (The spare room!) and producing more and more quirky and cute crafts. 

6. A Cuddle, anywhere.

My favourite thing has to be a cuddle and of course, as you may already know, some people are just really good at giving cuddles. I am not going to now list all the people I love cuddling because of their awesome hugging skills, but what I will say is I think it is so true that a cuddle releases anxiety, stress and tension and leaves you feeling happier, confident and so much more loved than you thought you were. If you are ever having a bad day, call up a cuddle expert! 

So, that is it for my Happy places today but I can't wait to continue exploring and discovering new locations. 
Where is your happy place? 

AmieJ Crafts

As mentioned in my last blog I wanted to provide you with an introduction to my new project AmieJ Crafts, my crafty and fun hobby which keeps my plenty busy. 

It all started when scrapbooking became my new hobby and passion. I would will away hours decorating pictures and pages, storing away my favourite memories creatively within a book. I have made several now, for myself and others. I just love getting crafty with paper, photos and glitter! After using Pinterest to inspire more scrapbooking ideas and layouts I discovered something else; crafting. 

Crafting is the most varied way to have fun and get creative. I love all things cute and sentimental that I decided I would use my new found interest in crafting to create gifts and keepsakes for people. These seem to make a lot of people happy which, in turn, made me very happy. Crafting therefore became my perfect hobby. 

I was creating keepsakes and other gifts alongside designing and printing my own greeting cards. I began to sell my products on local FaceBook sites and my products were becoming quite popular - as popular as they can in a small town anyway! I was then advised to set up an Etsy account to share my creations with people across the globe. This sounded completely overwhelming at first but now I am all set up. My idea was turning into something physical so I decided it needed a name; AmieJ Crafts was born. (I am sure I don't need to explain how AmieJ was formed…) I did debate a quirky name but felt my products didn't need something comic to make them sellable so I went with a more 'does what it says on the tin' approach. 

This is one of my crafts in time for Father's Day - 

A message in a bottle with a twist keepsake.

I feel really proud and excited to have set up this wonderful world of crafting for myself. I wanted to spread my excitement through showing the public my products and they appear to be receiving great feedback and interest. I am so lucky to be able to do something I really enjoy and share it with the world. 

This is a card design inspired by the small pencils they hand out at IKEA! 

Please check back from time to time to see updates on my crafty creations :) 

You can visit my Etsy shop here: AmieJCrafts

Or stop by my FaceBook page: AmieJCraftsFB

It has been a while...

Well well well, I must first start with an apology for my serious lack of blogging. I have had a tough year so far which has led to me having a lot of up and down moments, neither or which make for great writing. But here we are, June 2014. 

Coming up on this blog should include:

• AmieJCrafts introduction + regular updates
• Dressy Digits updates
• Teacher talk
• Writers Tips could make a return
• Reviews!

AmieJCrafts

My latest project sees me being creative and crafty, making gifts and keepsakes for everyone within the UK. If you can't wait for my blog posts about AmieJCrafts to be published you can visit my Etsy store here; https://www.etsy.com/uk/shop/AmieJCrafts?ref=pr_shop_more 

Or my Facebook Page: www.facebook.com/Amiejcrafts

Dressy Digits

This blog has already mentioned my shellac nail project which I offer in my local area. But sometimes it's fun to talk nails and show off what I have done for customers :)

Here is a link to my first blog post about Dressy Digits, to give you an idea of it's history: http://amielou89.blogspot.co.uk/2013/08/dressy-digits.html 

Here is my Facebook Page: www.facebook.com/dressydigits13

Teacher Talk

As an aspiring teacher, and currently studying towards my PGCE part time whilst working the rest of my time in a school as a cover supervisor, it is sometimes great to discuss what really goes on in a typical present day classroom. I also love it when my readers join in with these discussions so please feel free to leave comments! 

Writers Tips

This was such a popular time for my blog. If you are a regular visitor you know that I had many published authors on board, discussing and swapping top tips for writing. Use the tab at the top of my blog to visit all my Writer's tips entries with guest appearances from authors including Jack Croxall, Sharon Stone and Jonathan Lee. 

I really hope I can get this back up and running over the summertime to help all aspiring writers out there to enhance their masterpieces! 

Reviews

Again, as my top tabs would suggest, reviews are something I love to write. These will just pop up frequently. If you are interested in having your band reviewed please contact me using the contact me tab :) 

Well it is lovely to be back, expect to hear from me soon, gassing on about one of the categories above - or something completely new! Until then, ciao! 

My 2014 challenges... so far.

"Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony." 

Mahatma Ghandi

Happiness is something I believe to be of high importance in life. It is created through many means and can happen at anytime to anyone. I hope it is happening to you. 

I have just taken on the task; 100 Happy Days. 

All that is required is taking a photo a day of what has made you happy that day, for 100 days. The idea behind it, is to help you be a more positive person and see that happiness can be achieved, even in everyday life. 

All you need to do is register on this website: http://www.100happydays.com/#go 

Then all that is left is to take 1 picture a day for 100 days, tag it and you're away, proving to everyone that happiness really is everywhere. 

DryAthlon

I am kicking the alcohol for the month of January to help raise money for the great cause and charity that is Cancer research UK. 

My aim is to make £100 for the charity.

If you'd like to donate you can do so here: 

http://www.justgiving.com/Amie-Johnson-dryathlete

Savings

When it comes to saving money I find a novelty piggy bank or challenge can help to encourage you to give up money. 

This year I have purchased a large jar which is ready to fill towards my trip to India at Christmas. (This has also helped to motivate me - having something to save towards). 

I was inspired by the 52 week money saving challenge. 

You start by saving £1 then add £1 each week. Eventually, after 52 weeks, you will have saved £1,378!!

 Good luck to you if this is a challenge you choose to face! 

So far this is it for my 2014 challenges I have accepted. 

I plan on being happier, healthier and wealthier by the end of 2014 and here's some things I'm doing to achieve this. 

What are your challenges this year?