Bitch please….

Do you ever get that smuggy feeling, you know when you’re doing something that makes you feel like you’re being a full on functional, responsible adult living their best life (who totally cringes at that saying………….me when it’s not me saying it). That’s how I feel when I bike into work, you should hear the shit that comes out of my mouth, it ranges from “it has such an impact on how my day goes, I just find that I am so more productive when I bike in” to “it’s so much nicer than sitting on transit”.

Who the fuck am I kidding…. When I don’t bike in, I can leave my apartment at 07:50 rather than 07:15, that’s a whole 35 minutes of reading the hate mail. I don’t start my working day looking like a beetroot and I’m contributing to the economy (see smug af).

I was having this roller coaster ride this morning as I biked in. I had to bike in, I told Mr C that I was going to and I could see that he was starting to regret buying me the nice bike and fancy Garmin watch that I absolutely needed if I was to bike in! It was particularly difficult when some fucker went by me on an electric bike as I’m blowing out me arse trying to make it up a hill (do not get me started on those things), now they looked really smug.

Being in a book club also makes me smug, like look at me, I read that much I’m actually in a club with a bunch of sophisticated ladies; we have very intellectual discussions about books, it’s all rather v pleasant. It’s not though, we get together once a month, laugh that most of us haven’t read the book and get drunk, it’s brilliant!

I hate other smug fuckers though, don’t you? I was at the bus stop the other day (don’t judge, I can’t be a smug af bike commuter every day) and stood dutifully in line next to two young birds being annoyingly loud af. The conversation went like this:

Bird 1 – “have you watched Fleabag?”

Bird 2 – “no is it good?”

Bird 1 – ” it’s ok, it’s basically watching a dysfunctional person’s life”

The tone in which the last line was said was so full of judgement and smug bitchiness that I wanted to say something (not a citizen yet, so best not). Fleabag is awesome, yes she’s dysfunctional but she’s also real and hilarious and I love her! What the show isn’t is “ok” it’s brilliant and that’s not just me saying so, it scores 100% onĀ Rotten Tomatoes. My sister in law introduced the show to me when we were back in blighty and we literally sat on the couch whilst the family did the family things with the children and binged watched it.

“Ok”……….bitch please.


See for yourself and let me know what you think.


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Eric enjoying Sunday chills.

You Don’t have to be Big to be Strong

Well I did it, I dragged myself out of bed this morning and went for a run, granted this was after Mr C went on a recce to check weather conditions and in all honesty, I did have a cuppa in bed before going!

It was a lovely run, with the sun shining down and the snow covered mountains giving me gentle encouragement. I did take a bit longer to take pics, not selfies (not without me face on) but pics of the beautiful city I live in where the sea meets the glorious mountains.

Run views

After saying hi to Ellsie and taking in the views, feeling smug AF that I live here, I stopped using it as an excuse and continued with my run.

Then I saw it, the scene that made me instantly smile and say “gohead girl” (in my head of course mustn’t forget I’m British). This small dog ran past me carrying a massive tree branch (don’t judge she had four legs, I only have two). This dog and her owner were having so much fun throwing and retrieving this oversized branch. The determination and strength this small dog showed that you don’t have to be big to be strong.


This made me think about Toff (real name Georgia Toffolo) who is in the show ‘Made in Chelsea’ (British reality show following posh people) and currently kicking arse in ‘I’m a Celebrity’ (another British reality show, following celebs sat in a camp in a jungle). This bird is small and posh AF, she has all the makings to be this years celebrity who mercifully gets punished by the delightful British public by being picked to do all of the challenges. But no, she is strong and not afraid to do anything, which she proved when she lay in a box 20 metres in the air with twenty Pythons slithering all over her. She did let her guard down once by swearing at the snakes but followed this by apologising for being rude!

This bird proves that you don’t have to be big to be strong; strength comes to us in all forms and coupled with determination can help smash the toughest of challenges.

In other news, the Carter family tree has been chosen and yes we carried it from the tree lot just like they do in the movies!!