Ho Ho Ho

I thought I better try and write a Christmas blog or a synopsis to round out the year.

Wow 2014 was hectic, losing two grandparents, getting one sister married off, leaving my job, leaving my home and moving across the world and creating a new home and a new job with new friends. I’ve also travelled- I have been on so many planes this year I have lost count, although I know I went to seven counties!  It’s little wonder I’ve struggled of late. I don’t know how any of it could’ve been achieved without the support of my friends. They have been an overwhelming help. Knowing when to call, or send a card or even just the occasional text message or dinner has helped. Although I have felt myself writing myself off just for the sake of not having to deal with the dealings at present. Disastrously fragile of late I can cry at the most strange instances. Lately because it’s Christmas for instance, I’ll see a homeless person and cry or think of the G parents and lose it. I’ve been giving away most of my money with tips and I’ve bought about five of the same Big Issues because I don’t think anyone deserves to be homeless, particularly at Christmas.

Thankfully I have an awesome workplace and my friends have been exceptional as I’ve aforementioned. My boss was so supportive throughout and my secretary is like a goddess in times of need, not to mention the older Jesus like figure named Bri Baby that I sit next to who paid for my flight back to Australia in my time of need.

We had a great orphan Christmas in Notting Hill the other weekend together with the London family. I got to sit on naughty Santa’s knee and got a scarf from my secret Santa- Bianca, which I’m bringing to Egypt to cover some of my bits. Apparently the Egyptian men gawk so that should be fun. I’m usually pretty subtle so I probably won’t tell them where to go.

My aim for this trip is to tan, so nobody notices I’ve put on weight…. and not get arrested for indecent exposure. I’m still at that stage weight wise where everyone is like ‘don’t be silly, you’re skinny,’ but apart from the 3km run I did on Saturday when David Beckham almost ran over me, I haven’t actually done much other than the occasional spin class and my daily commute and I’m less excited about  being nude than usual. My new year’s resolution is to start back at the gym, and focus more on me, rather than work and alcohol, refocus the mind and body.

It was great again to have the main man Lee Renton in London town last Saturday where we celebrated Tosh’s 30^th birthday for the 30^th time. I lasted the night this time however without getting pissy at a work party prior and leaving before my main meal which was the precedent the previous Tosh’s 30^th Birthday celebration. We went to winter wonderland Bavarian tent and then toddled off to Soprano’s piano bar in Kensington where the man is so used to seeing me, I don’t even have to tip- I just threw my arm around him and said, plenty of Johnny Farnham and Daryl Braithwaite please and dedicate it to Tosh. Classic.

The next day I taught myself to eat again around dinner time, and prepared myself for two more days of work prior to the Egypt escape, which incidentally I only booked last Wednesday when I was at my work break-up. I decided I needed out. Unfortunately it meant not having Christmas with my main girl Amelie and Catarina, but it meant I got some much needed Simone time.  

I am proud of what I’ve achieved this year; moving countries, making a new career a new home and new friends... It was great to see Bianca and Andrew get married and gain a brother- I am still praying to God that I find what they have. I’ve had a revelation that all the good dudes are taken and I may have to wait for round two once they are divorced!! I won’t lie. This year has been hard to be alone. But my friends have barely made me feel alone. In fact they’ve smothered me so much (in a good way) that I had to take off for Christmas. Happy birthday Jesus, I’ll give it a crack to celebrate as if you were here buddy. Enjoy your new Angel- my Nonna is the best present I can give you- and limit Pa’s beers up there- he can be a know it all pest when he drinks too much- reminds me of me.  X