Oh what? You thought Valentines was over? Think again.
I’ve had many a Valentine’s Day alone. In fact pretty much all of them. Any potential Valentine has managed to time their interest a couple of months around it (whether that was on purpose or not, I have no idea). So major achievement this year when I managed to pin one down (which makes it sound like he was trying to get away, I promise it was by his choice). However, however, I’ve since discovered that there’s something worse/more annoying than not having a Valentines on the 14th, which is having one and not being able to see them. As the title suggests, it’s a long-distance sort of thing. We’re not just talking a few hundred miles either, more like a few thousand. In short, he’s swanned off to Africa for a few months, and that’s about 6,000 miles.
But hey, they invented post and Facebook! It’s kind of got me a little sentimental. Not entirely sure that’s the word I’m looking for but you know, amazed that we can talk so easily despite the fact there are 8 countries between us. Pretty amazing right? They say that you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone, so could you imagine what our lives would look like without the conversations we take for granted? What if there were no phone calls or Facebook messages, no texts or emails, even no letters? Would you make the effort to see the people you love or just let those relationships die out?
This week, my goal is to be appreciative of the conversations I have and the ease at which I can do it. I’m going to message people I haven’t spoken to in ages, phone my relatives, write letters to foreign countries, and make the most of this modern technology.
So I’m currently sat here watching the Winter Olympics. This thing is insane! Firstly the ice hockey. Who saw a game of hockey and thought ‘you know what this game needs? A really slippy surface. Let’s do this on ice!’
And then there’s speed skating. Like what?! Probably one of the weirdest sights you’ll see in all the sports. Men dressed in really tight Lycra skating around really fast with their hands behind their backs. They just look so casual, holding the same position my grandad does when he wanders down the the newsagents in the morning. Until the corners where they’re practically skimming the floor and somehow managing to overtake!
But now, my personal favourite, freestyle skiing. Seriously, if you haven’t seen this you really should. You’ll be amazed trust me. Basically it’s skiing down a hill over what I can only describe as snow speed bumps and throwing in a spectacular jump every now and then. Kind of reminds me the when I used to slide down the stairs on my bum as a child (and still now, let’s not lie). If you’ve seen it then you’ll know what I mean …
I spent last night trying to contend with what I so beautifully described to Katie this morning as ‘an avalanche of snot’. This is a lifestyle blog yes, so I’m afraid you’ll have to listen to the not so pretty parts of life too. Basically, I’m man fluing. I’ve been brought up in a house where a cold is not valued as an ‘illness’ and more of a ‘minor setback’, so when I woke up this morning and cried to my mum that I didn’t think I could go into college today so told me that I should get on with it. I’m a Maggs and apparently that means that illness doesn’t affect me. So I went off to college … and came home again after three hours because my psychology teacher told me I looked terrible and he didn’t want my germs in his lesson (it was said in a caring way if that makes it better). The rest of the day has been divided between sleeping, drinking tea and making my way through several tissue boxes (ew gross).
Seemed like I was going to have a pretty rubbish day UNTIL I remembered the new Cadbury’s advert which kind of gets me in hysterics every time I see it. I think it has something to do with the man in it looking very much like a guy I used to work in a similar office with. I like to think this is what he does when no one else is around.