Showing posts with label week. Show all posts
Showing posts with label week. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 12

wednesday

HEYY, GUYS!

(Message of the week below.)

I'm having the most unproductive week and I DON'T MIND :)

I've had a massage, got my nails done (the also have crystals on them, whaattt...) and eaten marshmallow bears, dipped in chocolate.
And I don't mind.
I haven't checked my emails, or thought work thoughts much, and I don't mind.


Omg, I've just seen that Hannibal Season 2 is out!
Quite seriously!
I don't get excited over TV, EVER, seriously, ever.
But this is different.
Mads being Hannibal.
Jay-sus I absolutely loved season 1. I think I watched it in a few days. The end was a little weak for my liking, but the narrative and the visual devices and Mads.
Yay, yay, yay.

Also, the Thai massage today was just something else.
It's a mixture of massage (as most of us know it), then some chiropractor-ish moves and then a whole big bunch of acupressure which I LOVE (that's acupuncture minus the needles).
You and the masseuse both down on this big mat on the floor, with special massage clothes, super simple Thai style shirt and pants.
It's so much closer, and personal, and gentler, I think?
Anyway, it is the best massage experience I've had to date.
So I will most definitely be going back.
If any of you readers are in Tallinn, do pay them a visit.
Superb atmosphere, and Thai women doing the procedures.
http://www.orientalhouse.ee/?lang=et

And in general - take time to pamper yourself.
That's my message of the week.
It's so so important.
Not to just have that One Super Special Holiday, but y'know, the little things.
Your lifestyle should dictate your job, not your job set the structure for your lifestyle.
Make yourself feel good, outside and inside (!!!), more than once a year.
Really listen what makes your body happy, really listen.
And follow it.

I guess that's all for now.
Change is good, change puts things in motion.
Motion is good, because motion governs all Life in the Universe.
Be gentle, be kind, internally and externally.
And do what makes you happy - claypots or maths or farming, or being a beautician.

So, peace out, warriors.
Be cool, I'm gonna watch Mads eat people.
And stare at my nails.

Always, with love.
Yours truly.

M.





Saturday, December 7

the flood

After me comes the flood.

Peter Gabriel still on my mind.

So the week coming up.
First of all, Monday through to Wednesday I've got lessons with a new teacher, this Italian man. 
So let's all keep our fingers crossed and hope that this is Jesus sending another literal Jesus my way.
This would be marvelous.
I really seek a Teacher.
Not only in terms of singing but in any walk of life.
I seek advice and council and above all - inspiration.
I seek inspiration in this life.

Then there's also 5 gigs next week, one of which is the opening of The Tour.
Omg omg omg programs omg programs omg.
Omg.

So that's my week coming up.
Literally one week.
Sunday to Sunday. 

Wish me luck.
I will of course keep you posted.

With love.
Yours truly.
M.




Monday, October 21

done

This week is finally over.

I'm so pleased.

Re-cap.
Did some TV recording stuff, then some rehearsals, put together a programme for this school/education concert thing, had two of those on Friday, also saw some theatre, had some interesting emotions, and consequential thoughts, then a great catch-up with M-L, and then a good night out.
And it's done, and I'm so so pleased.

Onto the next one.

Love.
M.


Monday, October 29

7


CHALLENGE WEEK.

So me and J. (the housemate) have decided to turn this week into CHALLENGE WEEK.

We were zumba-ing on the Wii last night - and I mean, the tragedy had to be witnessed. I was genuinely tasting my lungs and J. was exclaiming to the big Jesus Christ. It was hi-lol-ri-ous.
Sweat was poured, dancing was done, water was drunk.

So now we've decided to have a "Challenge Week" and zumba every day. To become less tragic.

PS. Anyone who starts to diss zumba as a form of working out has never clearly either a) done it or b) has done it, but didn't DO it. ya know?

Zumba, WOO.
M.