Weird faces.

At the start of the week I shared that I spent a couple of days with my sweet friend.  

We wrapped up and went out for a lovely walk one afternoon and I took my camera.

I wanted to get some photos of the two of us together because I don't know if we have any. 

Actually I can think of one photo that we have. 

But one photo for 10 years of friendship is bad. 

These photos are the best that I got. 

This girl does NOT like to smile for photos. 

She is nearly always making a face. 

She cracks me up! 

They make me smile. 

And the 2nd photo was not planned. 

We just made the exact same, weird face because we are awesome like that! 

I'm linking up with Emily today. 

Go and check out what she has to say about getting in front of the camera and capturing memories! 

Tyres and slippers.

Last was my baby brother's last week home before he goes back to sea. 

His 5 weeks went very quickly. 

So he was trying to divide his time between everyone, we all know that is hard! 

His girlfriend started back at Uni so he was driving back and forth to Glasgow during the week. 

This is really his story but we were all feeling it with him so I am going to write about it. 

He was on some back road going to Glasgow on Tuesday and he saw a lady with her car pulled over at the side of the road. 

He stopped to see if she was OK. 

(He really is a good egg)

She had got a puncture and was waiting for the road recovery people to get there. She said they were going to be another hour yet. 

Fin said to call them and tell them not to worry about coming, he would change the tire for her. 

See, GOOD egg. 

She showed him this massive pothole in the road that she had driven through and that was what gave her the puncture. 

She was going to get in touch with the council and let them know about it. 

So all was good, Fin changed the tire and they both went their separate ways. 

Fin was the hero! 

He had a good couple of days in Glasgow with Corrie (the GF)

He was coming back from Glasgow to hang out with me.

I got a call from him to say that he was late in leaving Glasgow. 

He was on that same back road coming home. 

You might see where this is going. 

He hit that pothole and got himself a puncture.

He was so mad, and mad with himself.

He said that as he was coming down the road he suddenly thought 

oh, I better steer clear of that pothole

Almost as soon as he thought that he hit the pothole. 

Poor kid. 

So he changed the tire and went on his way, a little annoyed to say the least. 

He had just got a new car too and this was going to be an expensive tyre to replace. 

I don't know much about tyres, in fact I don't know anything really. Except that they are round and they turn.   OK, I will stop being a girl.

But I do know that it shouldn't look like this! 

I am told that this is buckled. 

(The one below I just put in because you can see my cute Christmas slippers on the left!)

Fin took these photos, in case you were wondering. Not me. 

He managed to find a guy in Crieff that would be able to fix this for him. 

At first he wasn't going to be able to do it because Fin needed it before he drove back to Plymouth on Sunday. 

The guy called back and said that he would do it in his own time. 

He did it on Thursday night and called at 9.30pm to tell Fin that he managed to fix it. 

He was such a good guy. 

So Fin was going to pick this up when we were on our way back on Friday. 

This is not the end of the story...

On Friday, before he set off home, he got another puncture. 

I didn't believe him when he called to tell me this. 

My poor baby brother sounded so disappointed. 

I think he was just done with spending money on tyres and wanted to get home. 

Looking back now we laugh but at the time it was far from funny. 

I don't think I can talk about tyres anymore.

But I wanted to share that story for a couple of reasons.

My brother has such a big heart.

When we were driving home in the snow a few weeks ago there was a car stuck in the snow and this old many pushing the car up the hill. 

Fin pulled over where he could and got out and helped the man. 

He makes me a very proud sister when I see how he is growing up. 

Also I just loved that this man really helped my brother out by working during his spare time. 

I was encouraged that this guy would go out of his way to help someone that he didn't know.

It challenged me to think about how much of my time I give to others. 

You will be pleased to hear that he made it safely back to Plymouth with NO punctures. 

I was almost expecting to have a phone call saying that he got another puncture and that I would have to laugh at that. 

When I told him this he wasn't too happy!

Miss you already, Fin! 

Thanks for a fun 5 weeks filled with lots of laughs and love. 

Love you.

Now, I have told you before how hard it is to get a nice photo with Fin.

This was after a long, busy week and we were both tired.

Fin was no cooperating at all, he wasn't actually sleeping though! 

I have quite a few interesting photos that I will post sometime this week. 

But will leave you with this one just now. 

And I know that you all want to see a better photo of my new slippers. 

They are so pretty, I know! 

1 Corinthians 10:31

Was I really there?

On Monday we celebrated my 22nd Birthday. Wow. Don't think I really thought about that one. That really crept up and bit me in the butt. Yikes. Right now, I love getting old. I love being a year older. I love being 22. In 10 or 20 years we will see if I am still so excited about getting older. I had a lovely day with the brother and mother. The day before my sister and I went for a picnic in the town we went to school. It was so fun and very chilled out. Just what we needed. We were reminiscing about old school days. It was lovely.

Lucy, Fin and I also went to the movies on Monday night. We went to see The Lincoln Lawyer. I enjoyed it. But I really want to read the book. But you should definitely go and see it. We enjoyed it.

So here is my little problem, something that I am upset about. I have no pictures of all this. I had a special day out with my sister. No photos. I had a lovely day with my brother and mum. No photos. Birthday cake. No photos. Presents and cards. No photos. So I think it is time to do something about this. I want to have photos of these special memories and not just take pretty photos of flowers. When I spent 4 months in Australia with my family I had so many photos. Photos of the different places we went, and my family. But not lots of photos with me and those places and my family. I basically have a flipbook of the Californian countryside from my first trip over there, but not many of all the amazing people that I met. So from now on I am going to always carry my camera with me. I am going to take it to work with me, when I go into town to do shopping, when I go for a walk, when I am watching a movie with my sister, when I am making dinner, when I am sewing something cute, when I am making people laugh, when people are making me laugh...I am going to have all these things in photos.

You should check out this lady. I know that I am always linking to her blog, but really you need to listen to this lady. She says it really well right here. Ok, so she is talking about getting in the photo with your kiddies but there is a little bit at the bottom where she is speaking to me!!

So I am going to leave you with a little photo of me and my peroxide blonde, curly hair! (so I got my hair done a few weeks ago, it was SO blonde when I left. She said to me "it looks so natural, just the natural sun-kissed look." I looked outside, it was pouring with rain. But really, I love it now that I am used to it.)