TMI Tag

So, I’ve seen a few people on Youtube doing this ‘TMI tag’ but I don’t really do Youtube so I thought it would be a good idea to do it as my next blog post! Here goes!

1: What are you wearing?   Black leggings and an old top of my hubbys which I use as a PJ top.
2: Ever been in love?    Yes
3: Ever had a terrible breakup?   Erm, I suppose so!
4: How tall are you?     5 foot 5
5: How much do you weigh?    A lot!
6: Any tattoos?    Yes, 2. I have Dad written on my wrist, and stars and swirls on my hip.
7: Any piercings?    My ears but I don’t wear earrings, and my belly button.
8: OTP?   I have no idea what that means?
9: Favorite show?   At the moment, Gilmore girls, but I’m just getting into Pretty little liars!
10: Favorite bands?    I don’t really have favourite bands! Maybe Kings of leon, or Boyce Avenue.
11: Something you miss?      My dad all the time. At the moment, I miss my mum, step dad and my siblings!
12: Favorite song?     I don’t really have a favourite song, but probably ‘For the first time’ Originally by The Script but I prefer boyce avenue cover, as it was the first dance song at my wedding.
 13: How old are you?    20
14: Zodiac sign?    Leo
15: Quality you look for in a partner?     Strong, funny and kind!
16: Favorite Quote?    I don’t really have a favourite quote. But I like “I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.”  From Marilyn Monroe.
17: Favorite actor?    I would probably have to go for Channing Tatum or Ryan Gosling, just because they are beautiful!
18: Favorite color?   Green?
19: Loud music or soft?    Probably more leaning towards soft. Although it depends on the mood!
20: Where do you go when you’re sad?   Erm, no where? to my bed?
21: How long does it take you to shower?   I rarely shower, but if I do only 10 minutes.  I prefer long baths.
22: How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?    20 minutes? But if I’ve just washed my hair then maybe 40?
23: Ever been in a physical fight?   Haha, I think me and my best friend had a fight in like year 8! But no, not really!
24: Turn on?   Kindness. I take for granted how kind my husband is and when I think about how kind he is, it makes me happy!
25: Turn off?    Being a jerk! Lol!
 27: Fears?   Moths!!!
28: Last thing that made you cry?   Erm, I’m not sure when I last cried, but it was probably about something stupid!
29: Last time you said you loved someone?    This morning at like 4am when my husband left for the week.
 31: Last book you read?    Oh god, I haven’t read a book in a long time! Probably harry potter or some romance book. The only book I can remember reading recently, is ‘Safe Haven’
 32: The book you’re currently reading?   I’m not reading anything!
33: Last show you watched?   Gilmore girls.
34: Last person you talked to?    In person, my husband. On the phone, my mum.
35: The relationship between you and the person you last texted?    I don’t really text much. But the last person I Facebook messaged was my friend Emma.
36: Favorite food?   Probably pasta. Or Spaghetti and meatballs. Or Chicken and mushroom pie!!
37: Place you want to visit?    I want to go on a skiing holiday to France.
38: Last place you were?    I went to Longleat Safari, and Cheddar gorge 2 days ago.
39: Do you have a crush?    If you can call my husband my crush, then yes.
40: Last time you kissed someone?    This morning.
41: Last time you were insulted?    Erm, I don’t remember?
42: Favorite flavor of sweet?   Strawberry?
43: What instruments do you play??   I don’t play any.
44: Favorite piece of jewelery?    My wedding rings? Or my Swarovski bracelet from my parents. 
45: Last sport you played?    I don’t play sports! lol! I remember playing badminton in secondary school??
46: Last song you sang?   Erm, maybe the song from the LEGO movie? ‘Everything is awsomeee, everything is cool when your part of a team!’
47: Favorite chat up line?    I don’t really have a favourite chat up line??
48: Have you ever used it?   I’ve never used one ! Lol.
49: Last time you hung out with anyone?  Erm, I hung out my my friend Emma and her boyfriend and my husband this weekend.
50: Who should answer these questions next?   Anyone who read this!

 

I know this was probably a boring post but thank you for reading!

xoxo

Married to a military man

One question I always get asked is: Is it really hard when your husband is always away?

And the answer is yes, of course I miss him when hes not here and hate when he has to leave again. Obviously I have been lucky so far and he hasn’t gone away on a tour or anything yet, but even a couple of days of not seeing him, I start to miss him. The longest we haven’t seen each other is a couple of months I think. And that was when he first went on basic training. That was hard! He had only just joined the army and it was the first time we had been apart from each other! Only being able to speak on the phone and text. That was one of the hardest times for both of us, but knowing that eventually after his training we would be able to live together, that got us through. 

Absence makes the heart grow stronger. Now this is true! When hubby comes home from an exercise, we are always so happy to see each other and are always happy. We don’t argue and we get along. We argue more when hes home for long periods of time, about stupid little things that don’t even matter when he’s not here. In a way, I am used to him being away and enjoy his company more when hes been gone for a little while. However, I do worry about the future and if he does have to go away for a long time. 

Being an army wife, my life is not planned out at all! And I hate the uncertainty of not knowing where we are going to be in 5 years. For example, apparently, we are going to be moving house again around July time, but I have no idea when. I feel like I am just going to be following my husband around the country and moving every few years. That wasn’t exactly how I thought my life would be. But I have learnt do deal with it and am happy that I am lucky enough to live with my husband and be with him. 

I would love to hear from other bloggers who are in the same situation as me!

Thanks for reading

xoxo

Happy Days

So, I came across something called The 100 Happy Days Challenge. It’s simple, everyday you take a picture of something that made you happy and submit it to whatever social media website you want. It can be anything from a meet-up with a friend to a very tasty cake in the nearby coffee place, from a feeling of being at home after a hard day to a favor you did to a stranger. 100happyday challenge is for you – not for anyone else. It is not a happiness competition or a showing off contest. If you try to please / make others jealous via your pictures – you lose without even starting. Same goes for cheating.

People successfully completing the challenge claimed to:                         

 – Start noticing what makes them happy every day;
 – Be in a better mood every day;
 – Start receiving more compliments from other people;
 – Realize how lucky they are to have the life they have;
 – Become more optimistic;
 – Fall in love during the challenge.

We live in times when super-busy schedules have become something to boast about. While the speed of life increases, there is less and less time to enjoy the moment that you are in. The ability to appreciate the moment, the environment and yourself in it, is the base for the bridge towards long term happiness of any human being.

I am only on day 5 but already I have realised that it is much easier to notice all the little bad things in the day, rather than notice the little good things. Lots of little good things could happen but as soon as something bad happens your mood changes completely. I have found it to be rather hard to be completely happy all day, everyday. However, this challenge has definitely made me think each day about what I’m happy about, which I had never really done before.

If you would like to follow me on my challenge, feel free to follow me on instagram: alicepollardx

Stay tuned, and I will update later on in the challenge to see how I get on.

Thanks for reading

xoxo

 

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Wedding Day

So, I was stuck on what to write about today, so I clicked on ‘Inspire me’ and this what came up:

Write about your strongest memory of heart-pounding belly-twisting nervousness: what caused the adrenaline? Was it justified? How did you respond?

The first thought that came to my mind was my wedding day. Even now, thinking about walking down the aisle, my belly feels funny! Everyone said before the day to take a deep breath before and try to take it all in as it flashes before your eyes, but I swear that walk down the short aisle, with everyone staring and smiling with cameras in their hands, was the longest 20 seconds of my life!

It probably didn’t help that about 20 minutes before I walked into the room, I was sweating in my hotel room with a couple of people trying to pull my dress up! The dress was a little on the tight side and the way my sister had laced it up was tighter on one side than the other.. therefore one of my breasts was, how should I say it, more prominent than the other… The first time my mother came up to the hotel room to see me in my dress was to try and sort me out! Then the next 20 minutes were very rushed and a bit hectic. The photographer came just as we were trying to sort out the dress, but only had 10 minutes to take all the pictures he needed. One of the staff came to tell me we needed to get going downstairs, while the photographer was still trying to take more photos. Finally, I got downstairs and into a little room to go over everything one last time. The dress was so tight I couldn’t even sit down properly! Which really didn’t help the fact I was starting to shake and felt nauseous because I was so nervous. I don’t think I have ever felt so sick through being nervous than I had at that point!

Then the music came on and it was time to walk! Thankfully, I had my stepdad to cling onto while walking down the aisle. I was terrified of tripping on the stairs or over my dress that I don’t think I really saw my soon to be husband until I was nearly at the front. Thinking back on it now, a lot of that point is a bit of a blur. I remember seeing everyone staring and smiling at me, then finally I saw my man looking at me with the biggest grin on his face. That made me feel a little better! I took his hand and that’s when I realised how badly I was shaking! Deep breath! The rest of the ceremony went by in a flash without too many hiccups. Apart from when I had to repeat the registrar and forgot what I had to say a second after he had said it. ‘Whaat?’ just came out of my mouth, and everyone laughed.. which half made me feel a little better, and half made me even worse. ‘As if that just happened!!! I’m such an idiot!’

After all the talking we got to sit down and sign the register and everyone else quietly talked amongst themselves and I got to talk with my bridesmaids a little and I could finally breathe! Guests and the photographer took pictures for what seemed like an hour – I felt like a celebrity with the paparazzi! Then for the last walk back down the aisle with my new husband! After that everything went exactly how I wanted it to! Apart from ripping my dress while taking pictures outside..

We ate, we had the speeches, my friends arrived, we drunk, we danced and we drunk some more! I didn’t eat anything else apart from the meal. Didn’t go near the buffet and didn’t even have a bit of the cake! I think the adrenaline was definitely still high! My sister loosened my dress at the dinner which made me a bit more comfortable and by the end of the night, I’d forgotten about all the commotion from the beginning of the day!

I was so pleased with how the day turned out and it was definitely the best day of my life so far! And being able to spend that day with all my family and friends was perfect. I look at pictures and think about how I would love to do it all again!

A few pictures to go along with the story:

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Home is where the heart is

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Moving out is always going to be difficult and different. For me it was definitely weird, seeing as I have never moved in my entire life! I’ve always lived in the same house, the number of people living there changed, but never the house. When I first thought about moving out, I thought that no where else could ever be ‘home’. Living in Essex, with my parents, was always my home. But I’ve soon realised, its not where you are, but who you are with, that makes a place a home. I have easily settled into my new house by hanging pictures and paintings, and little nick naks that make it feel more homely.

It was definitely strange at first, seeing as after 2 weeks of living with my husband, I was basically living on my own when he went away. Every noise that a house makes, like the heating and the boiler, had me sitting up wondering if someone was in the house! I soon got used to the noises and I definitely feel at home here now.

Talking to my parents everyday was something I took for granted. My chats with my mum in the car after work (not before work, seeing as mornings aren’t my best hour) are very much missed. Even though we never talked about anything in particular or interesting, its the little things that count. Now, when we talk on the phone, I never actually have that much to talk about as my days are always the same; watching television and eating!

Moving out probably wouldn’t have been so hard, if it wasn’t for the fact I moved 160 miles away. I miss my family, I miss my friends, and I miss my dogs! I miss seeing that my friends are meeting up, via Facebook, and knowing that I can’t do anything about it. I miss my family all being together but me not being there. It sounds extremely selfish, like I’m saying my loved ones aren’t allowed a life without me, but that’s not what I’m saying. I just miss it.

However, I have definitely grown up and have my own independence. I cook for myself pretty much every night, and occasionally for hubby when he’s actually here! I clean my dishes and wash my clothes and hover my floor, occasionally… Not long ago, I remember saying I couldn’t imagine living on my own, it would be too scary! But when I am on my own, I’m fine! It kind of helps that the area we live in is right outside an army base, and is very safe! If you go for a walk, everyone you walk by will say good afternoon, or even just smile.

Anyway, home is where the heart is, right? And my home will always be wherever the man in my heart goes.

Thanks for reading!

xoxo

 

Blog hobby!

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So, my mum said I need a hobby, seeing as I’m basically an unemployed housewife! She probably meant to find something to get me out of the house, but, instead, blogging came to mind!

For at least a year now, I’ve wanted to start a blog. I’ve seen friends write them but they all have something in particular they write about. So I thought and thought about what I could write about – something that would interesting enough for people to actually read and be interested in! As well as something I’m interested in and know a little bit about!

Beauty related blogs came to mind first of all, however, I definitely am not experienced enough to have a whole blog on it. To be honest, I just like make-up… Then, I thought I could write about my lifestyle, being a wife of a military man, seeing as people are always asking how hard it is being away from him for lengthy amounts of time. However, that wasn’t really worth having a whole blog about, seeing as it really isn’t that different! Finally, after about a year of thinking about it, I did it! I have made a blog – with no one thing I want to write about. Instead, I am going to combine it all in one blog. So basically its just a blog about me, my life, and my interests.

So a little introduction to me:

My names Alice Pollard, I’m 20 years old, living in Wiltshire with my husband who is in the army. We got married in September 2013 and moved here to our own house in November. I will write blogs about my experiences of moving away from home for the first time with my husband and everything that comes with that. I am now unemployed and very bored living in the middle of nowhere! I originally lived in Essex with my parents, and worked for the local hospital, which I enjoyed, and I miss the people I became friends with! I don’t have many interests, apart from watching countless different TV series over and over again.

There is a lot more I could ramble on about but I’m sure these blogs will end up giving you all an insight to my life. I also plan on maybe doing some reviews. Some beauty related, others about a new television series etc. I’m hoping to post at least once a week, maybe even more, depending on how bored I get!

Thank you for reading if you got this far! Stay tuned for more ;)

xoxo