Burleyque and the new do!
I’ve slapped myself on the wrists several times for not writing for so long. But it’s just been so busy! In fact the only way I think I can possibly get through this without needing several comfort breaks and a gallon of strong tea is to condense it all into manageable chunks, like they do on Twitter nowadays, condensing great novels into 140 tiny characters. Which in a librarians point of view by the way, is a travesty, but there you go.
Yesterday I was awake for 18 hours solid, doing my bit as a Poll Clerk in the local and european elections. Let me say now that I do not have one political bone in my body, and I’m not about to bore you with more complaints about MP’s expenses, because if you read the newspapers, you’re probably sick to the back teeth of it all by now. No, I just did my bit by getting up at quarter to 6, sitting in the same building all day, and going home at 11 oclock. Combine that with doing a 7.30 start at the bakery two days before and working all day tomorrow, and you have one seriously sleep deprived and grumpy little person. *raises hand* That would be me then. It wasn’t all bad, I was there with two people that were of an older generation than me, but treated me like one of them, which is nice in this day and age, when I get glared at by old ladies at work for being able to tie my own shoelaces without passing wind. The most excitement we had all day was one bitter old biddy, ironically called Betty…ha…ripping up her ballot paper, mumbling ” I don’t know who on earth these people are so why should I vote for them?” leaving us all clawing at our faces, because spoilt ballot paper= lots of paperwork come 10 oclock when the poll closed. But hey ho, I get paid a lot of money for this, and all the other blasted work I’m doing. That almost takes away the pain of having to pay for that person’s wingmirror I took off. Hmm? I didn’t tell you about that you say? Oh, thats a pity. Never mind. Believe me, the cringing has only just stopped at this end, I don’t want to have to put you through it as well.
What else. Hmm. I’m trying to become more involved in the local Burlesque scene where I live, I’ve managed to half-stalk, half innocently track down the organiser on Facebook, and sent her a ridiculously gushy email, and offered her my services. I’d love to march straight up there, tassels in hand and do my own turn, but, I don’t think I’m quite up to that yet, and my choreography probably has a long way to go just yet. But, fingers crossed. Mentioning dancing, I did have some rather sad news last week. Due to family issues my tapdancing teacher can’t carry on doing our Sunday morning lessons, so in 7 weeks time, I will no longer be doing tap dancing. I’m gutted beyond words let me tell you, not only do I love love LOVE the group of ladies I dance with, but I really love my teacher, and I’m so upset that she has to stop, because her daughters’ father is ill, and she can’t do all the travelling and still have time to choreograph us. 
It’s a good job I didn’t buy those ruby red Dorothy tap shoes I was lusting after wasn’t it? Still, I hope to find a new tap school on this godforsaken place soon. Honestly, most of the time I love living here, but for activities for people my age, especially theatre and dance related, are pretty non existent, so I’m not hopeful.
Things are well on the love front, I’ve been having some really nice days about with the beau recently, and also some friends of mine were back from unui briefly, so I spent all the time I could with them. Those were a fun few days, especially when playing crazy golf, I managed to hit the ball out of the course completely, onto the main road, and dented a car. Oops. I don’t think they noticed thankfully!
I’ve been enjoying a lot of new music recently, namely the latest Lilly Allen album, ‘It’s Not Me, It’s You’, very easy going for young Lilly, considering she spends most of her time picking fights with girls much prettier than her in the tabloids nowadays, but it’s nice to listen to, and of course a few notable tunes on there being her latest singles. Also I managed to get hold of the new All American Rejects album “When the World comes Down” which is absolutely fantastic, the Rejects just seem to be constantly impressive with their material, for all the years that I’ve known about them. I’ve seen them live a good few times now with my favourites, Motion City Soundtrack, and although I’ve never met them, I would love to, just to shake their hands for this album. I highly reccommend you get a copy. Oh and do I have to mention the new Green Day album? 
I thought not. BUY IT!
The exercise front is dragging, because I can’t seem to find a secondhand exercise bike anywhere! I think people are having a bikini panic fit all of a sudden and those contraptions you hid in the spare room through winter suddenly seem more appealing than that Twix multipack your dad’s been hiding in the cupboard. I’ve just bought a long chiffon polka dot skirt with an elastic waistband to tide me over until I find one. Bye bye toes! Nice knowing you. When I start my Race For Life training plan you’ll be with me every step of the way don’t you worry.
Next week I am getting my hair cut. Short. With a fringe. Don’t even try and stop me! The last time I had my hair short was when I was about 8, and people actually thought I was a boy, but this time round, dear reader, I have boobs. So y’know, that might help.
Anyways, apologies again. I’m off to go and work on my burlesque name. What do you think of Belle Amore? It’s either that or something like Bea Divine, but I want to get the Belle in, because after all, that’s who I am at heart. Belle Deutrice is my fairy name, maybe that’ll work! I’ll have a think. Any suggestions?
Until next time, remember, it’s not how long it takes, it’s who’s taking you. RIP Marilyn.
Belle x
