Galentine’s Day

Happy Galentine’s Day to all the wonderful ladies around the world. Galentine’s Day is the third greatest day of the year (my birthday and treat yo self day are the other two). Galentine’s Day was created by my spirit animal/hero/queen Leslie Knope from Parks and Recreation. This day is all about empowering your lady friends and celebrating the sisterhood you share. Here are some Galentine’s Day ideas for you and your gal pals.

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1: Host a movie night

The weather has been dreadful over the past couple days, so why don’t you gather up your friends and host a ladies movie night, where you can avoid the snow, rain and wind, trust me, your hair will be grateful for it. The essentials for a successful movie night are: microwave popcorn, malteasers, wine, all three Bridget Jones movies, snuggly pjs, tissues for your tears and fluffy socks. You’ll have far more fun watching Mark Darcy and Daniel Cleaver fight over Bridget, rather than waiting on a bus into the city in the pouring rain.

2: Go on a coffee date

“Coffee and friends make the perfect blend” is one of my favourite quotes, because it’s too true. There’s nothing better than nattering away with your bestie and sipping on cappuccinos in a dinky little cafe. Why don’t you potter over to your local cafe with your mam, your best friend or your sister and chat over warm cups of coffee. Text that school friend you haven’t seen in months and organise a coffee date. What better day to reunite than on Galentine’s Day?

3: Dance It Out

Meredith and Cristina always danced it out in Grey’s Anatomy, so why not follow their lead and do the same. Get the girls together and attend a zumba class in your local community centre. Stick on Beyoncé’s greatest hits and shimmy around the kitchen with your closest gal pals. Head into the city and go to an 80s club night and dance your troubles away.

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The main thing to do this Galentine’s Day is to show the women in your life just how much they mean to you, whether that’s your sister, your cousin, your granny or your college friends. Galentine’s Day is a day where we can share the love with the women who mean everything to us. Always remember that the ladies in your life will always be there for you and in the wise words of Leslie Knope, ovaries before brovaries, right?

Sincerely Yours,

Kat

 

Friday Morning

 

I love Friday mornings.

On Friday mornings I can stay snuggled up in bed, instead of shivering at a crowded bus stop, waiting for the number 18 bus that never arrives on time. On Friday mornings I can wear my pajamas and my comfiest sweater, instead of stumbling around my room, searching for a pair of tights that aren’t ripped. On Friday mornings I can play my music as loud as possible, instead of struggling to hear the lyrics over the sound of my fellow commuters nattering about the weather. On Friday mornings I can read the books I adore, instead of attending early morning classes. On Friday mornings I can drink mugs of tea and warm slices of buttery toasts, instead of worrying about whether or not someone heard my stomach rumble in class.

On Friday mornings I feel happy and calm and there’s a feeling of serenity in the air. On Friday mornings I wave goodbye to early morning classes, to sleepy bus journeys and to my worries. On Friday, February 10th, I feel overwhelmingly content as I sit on my sofa, with an empty cup of tea placed on the table in front of me.

Sincerely Yours,

Kat

A Rainy Friday

I can hear the rain hitting off the roof of our kitchen. Drip, drop, drip, drop. Our back garden looks dull and harsh. The abandoned swing set at the back of our garden is rusting. The barks of the trees have darkened. The socks and underwear that are hung on the washing line are soaking wet.

It’s been lashing rain all morning. It rained when I drank my morning cup of coffee. It rained when I curled my hair by my bedroom window. It rained as I washed the dishes. It rained when I chatted to my Mam about what we should have for dinner today.

I feel sad today.

The rain hasn’t stopped today.

Ah, pathetic fallacy.

I hope Annie was right when she said that the sun will come out tomorrow.

Sincerely Yours,

Kat

A Love Letter to La La Land

Good morning!

City of Stars is playing, birds are tweeting in the trees outside, there’s a hot cup of tea to my right in my favourite yellow mug and I feel happy, but it’s a new kind of happy that I’ve never felt before. Yesterday I went to see La La Land and it has made the most magical impact on me.

I love movies, they’re the most perfect escapism from everyday life. I’ve been itching to see La La Land since the day I watched the trailer. I didn’t want to wait around and try schedule a cinema outing with friends or family so I hopped on the bus after college and went to see La La Land by myself (*sings Independent Women*). La La Land was everything I wished for and more. There were 101 different things I loved about La La Land. The overall theme of dreams was inspirational, Mia’s clothes were heavenly, the music was out of this world, Sebastian’s charm warmed my heart, the set was just mesmerizing (who knew LA could look so pretty?) and the honest portrayal of love and relationships healed my heart and broke it at the same time.

I love how honest La La Land was when it comes to love. I adored how they showed Mia and Sebastian’s relationship change throughout each season. They made me believe in true love and faith and all those cheesy, lovey dovey things again, but they also reminded me how hard love and relationships can be. They didn’t sugarcoat love and that’s what really hit me hard. They didn’t stray away from the brutal side of being in love. I said to my friend that I feel like La La Land has a bigger impact on people if they’ve been through that harsh, gut wrenching heartache. I’m so grateful that they showed Mia and Seb’s struggles and the arguments and the lonely nights. The raw honesty of it all really gets to your heart.

I’m so happy that they showed love in it’s true light, but mostly I’m just so happy that this movie exists. La La Land made me cry and laugh and smirk and grin. It has lifted my spirits and inspired me and made me feel a kind of happiness that I haven’t felt since I first watched The Breakfast Club. La La Land has put a spring in my step and a twinkle in my eyes again.

Go do your heart a favour and see La La Land.

“Here’s to the fools who dream”

Sincerely Yours,

Kat

 

12 Valuable Things My Mam Taught Me

My Mam hoovers the house three times a day. We argue about missing socks and my cluttered desk. We share a love of white wine and are both madly in love with Patrick Dempsey. I like to remind her that I’m just that little bit taller than her because I know it drives her mad. She’s taught me a lot over the past twenty two years that I will always treasure.

This blog post is for you Mam, thank you for teaching me so many wonderful things.

1: Be generous in whatever way you can. Helping the ones you love will always send good karma your way.

2: Always be wary when you’re considering giving somebody a second chance.

3: Never let people walk all over you. We may be small, but we are so strong.

4: Put white lemonade in a vase of flowers. It helps them bloom.

5: Never spend the money that somebody put in your purse for good luck.

6: Your heart will always know who your true friends are.

7: Strictly Come Dancing is always a lot more enjoyable after drinking a glass of wine.

8: Always buy your cards from Mr.Price or the Pound Shop.

9: The best time to go to town is on a Thursday evening.

10: Using the word ‘dishy’ when referring to a handsome man is the best.

11: Listen to Sunshine 106.8 on a Sunday afternoon.

12: Wipe away your tears, put your shoulders back and lift your head up high, especially during the hardest moments.

Mam, if you ever read this (even though you won’t because you have no idea how turn a computer on) thank you for everything. I may not know how to use the washing machine properly, but you’ve taught me how to be the best woman I could possibly be. Your strength is admirable and you have the kindest heart. I’m so glad that you’re still here for me to tell you that I love you every single day, even if I have to shout it over the noise of the hoover.

All my love,

Katy

 

To The Ladies Who Marched

Saturday January 21st 2017 is a day that will go down in history. Hundreds of thousands of women united across the world and marched together for their rights. The Women’s March was about pride and empowerment and fighting for what we deserve. Women marched together in Washington, Prague, London, Dublin, Sydney, Paris, Vancouver, Chicago and LA and so many other places. Today I wanted to write a thank you letter to them. 

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To all the women that marched yesterday,

Thank you for showing the world how strong us women truly are.

Thank you for fighting for our rights.

Thank you for empowering every single woman on this planet.

Thank you for showing the world that we aren’t afraid to stand up for ourselves.

Thank you for making women worldwide feel hopeful.

Thank you for representing the women that couldn’t march.

Thank you for helping women feel uplifted and not defeated.

Thank you for showing the world how beautiful feminism is.

Thank you for the impact this day will make on younger generations.

Thank you for your passion and power.

Thank you for showing women that they are not alone.

Thank you for making me feel proud to be a women.

Thank you for showing us that our worldwide sisterhood is stronger than ever.

Sincerely Yours,

Kat

 

 

How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful

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I wrote this short story over a year ago and decided to share it. I studied creative writing for a year and it’s one of my biggest passions. This piece is about letting go of the past and healing hearts.

I’m not sure what made me realise that today was the day. I knew it was time to let go. It was time to breathe again. All I knew was that I needed to get out and breathe. I needed to breathe in the crisp Spring air. Just breathe.

Today was the day, the special day. The day I washed the past away. I couldn’t wait to be standing on the cool sand at Flagstown Beach. Being cooked up in my navy blue Plymouth Valiant on a dull, dreary motorway was not what I needed. A wave of serenity washed over me as the wheels of my car turned off the harsh concrete of the motorway and onto the soft, dirt track towards Flagstown.

I parked in the car park of an old, abandoned chapel. As I walked through the church grounds I noticed small flowers growing along the walls; bursts of red, yellow and lilac popped out against the old, crumbling walls. I stepped on delicate daisies as I walked through the overgrown grass in my tattered burgundy boots. I smiled as I made my way to the gate. How sweet it is to know that those flowers still blossom and bloom even though their home stands alone and abandoned.

I left the chapel grounds and strolled down passed the red brick bungalows to the beach. It was the middle of the afternoon but there wasn’t a single soul in sight. There was an eerie yet calming feeling in the air. They say it’s the town where people come when they retire, a place where they come to live the rest of their days. They say it’s one of the most tranquil towns in the South and that’s why the elderly flock down here like birds that migrate to Africa before the winter chill takes over.

I felt my lungs fill up with fresh, soothing air as I stepped onto the pale sand. I untied the laces of my boots and placed them on a pile of rocks. I took the small glass bottle that I had been carrying around in my old navy rucksack for the past six months with me. A piece of faded white paper was rolled up inside the bottle; it’s edges were bent and battered. That piece of paper was the final piece of my past that I was ready to let go of. I poured my heart onto that piece of paper one late night in April of 2015; the year my heart was broken beyond repair. It holds so many memories, emotions, feelings and is stained with a tear or two. As I walked towards the waves I watched them ebb and flow. I watched the water dance slowly against the shore. I held the glass bottle in my hand, my message in a bottle. I was ready. It was time to let go. I stepped into the cool water and let it soak the ends of my jeans. I dropped the bottle out of my hand and into the sea. I watched the bottle float away taking my past and my heartache with it; slowly becoming smaller and smaller until I could see nothing but the grand, blue sea. I smiled out at the ocean; how big, how blue, how beautiful it was.

 

From Gloomy Mornings to Bright Mornings

I miss seeing the bright, blue sky in the morning whilst I wait for my toast to pop and for the kettle to boil. I hate the eerily cold feeling in my bedroom as I stumble about looking for my snuggly lilac sweater. I stand at the bus stop bundled up in my long grey coat and bright red scarf craving a warm, cup of coffee. January mornings are harsh, icy and bitter, but I’ve figured out a few little tips to help make these mornings a lot bubblier and brighter.

Music

I had a 9am class on Monday morning which meant I had to wake up just before 7am. Waking up so early was not easy, especially after the Christmas break where I spent most mornings snuggled up in bed until 11am. One thing that gave me a happiness boost was listening to my favourite songs. I’d highly suggest making a kick ass playlist that’ll have you dancing around the bathroom as you brush your teeth. Every morning I’ll be strutting down my road to I’m Every Woman by Chaka Khan just like Bridget Jones.

Hot Drinks

These winter mornings are so cool and crisp which is the perfect excuse to treat yourself to a hot chocolate, a herbal tea or a cup of coffee from your local coffee shop. Leave your house a little bit early than usual so you can pick up a cup of your favourite hot drink to keep you all warm and snug at the bus stop.

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Do What You Love

Take some time each morning to focus on something you love whether that’s reading, writing, meditation or singing. Doing something you love in the morning will boost your mood and leave you feeling motivated and inspired. I try to take time to read either a chapter of a book or a few blog posts in the morning to get my brain working. It’s a short but effective way to set you up for the day ahead.

Here’s to feeling chirpy and content on these chilly, crisp mornings.

Sincerely Yours,

Kat

2017 is the year of self care

Happy New Year! I am so glad that 2017 is finally here. I’ve made a tonne of goals for 2017, but my main mission for this year is to focus on self care which I’ve failed to do over the last few weeks.

When you’re feeling low it is important to acknowledge your feelings. I am currently suffering from seasonal affective disorder which is a certain type of depression that is related to the changes in seasons. Some of the symptoms include tiredness, lack of energy, weight gain and oversleeping. Personally, I tend to suffer from the disorder after the excitement and huge build up to Christmas dies down. I tend to wallow in self pity like a grumpy little gremlin and find it extremely difficult to make myself feel better. I let the disorder take over and mope about all day. However, I am determined to take better care of myself thanks to a video by Lucy Moon and Rosianna Halse Rojas where they discuss self care and share their tips on how to make yourself feel better during these darker times.

The video reminded me of how great I felt during last summer when I was really invested in looking after myself. One of the main things I did was taught myself to enjoy my own company. I think it’s extremely important to be comfortable with who you are and to feel content by yourself. Some of my happiest days were days I spent alone, for example my solo day trip to Galway or the day I spent in a local cafe reading. So I’ve set myself a few self care goals for the month of January and will continue to do so because 2017 is the year I take care of myself. It’s the year I put myself on a pedestal.

1: Go to the cinema by yourself

2: Get a haircut

3: Spend more time outdoors

4: Drink more water

5: Go on a solo day trip

Have you got any self care tips that you swear by? Share them in the comment section or tweet me @katkatkatt

Sincerely  Yours

Kat.

 

An Open Letter to 2016

Dear 2016,

I felt like writing to you as our time together is about to end. You were such a strange year, 2016. You took away so many of the worlds heroes from Bowie to Alan Rickman and from Carrie Fisher to Gene Wilder. You were a cruel one, 2016. You were the bully at the back of the school bus, the office co-worker that drinks the last of the coffee, the bus driver that doesn’t wait as you frantically run to the bus stop. You weren’t nice, not very nice at all. The world is ready to say goodbye to you 2016, and I so am I, but I just wanted to write to you in these final few hours, even though I cannot wait to meet 2017.

I’m not one to focus my energy on the negatives, 2016. I’m all about embracing the positive vibes so I thought I’d mention a few happy moments. I love to make lists so here’s one for you, 2016. Here are a few things that made me smile like the Cheshire Cat over the past 365 days.

  1. Getting my first tattoo to represent my battle with anxiety and depression. I got a semicolon just below my right wrist that symbolizes my strength and hope for my future.
  2. Having my own work published in The West Cork People and on SpunOut.ie.
  3. Running the VHI Women’s Mini Marathon by myself for the Dublin Rape Crisis Centre.
  4. Having the courage to go back to college and becoming features editor of our college newspaper The Student Chronicle.
  5. Reading so many articles and books and poems and blog posts. I’ve gone back to my bookworm days and I am so happy I found that passion 12 year old Kat once had.
  6. Learning to embrace my own company and being independent.
  7. Travelling around Ireland and to Scotland and Amsterdam.
  8. My cat Poppy. The greatest and cutest creature ever.
  9. Being able to go to concerts and seeing some of my favourite bands live.
  10. Feeling positive emotions again like love and happiness and joy and gratitude.

You were so dark and gloomy, 2016, but you had your bright and sunny moments too. I grew as a person, I met some of the most incredible people, I traveled to beautiful cities, I discovered new music and watched new movies and read so many books and I spent time with my friends and family, who are all happy and healthy which is all I could ever wish for.

It’s time to say goodbye, 2016, I won’t miss you, but I certainly won’t forget about you. It’s time for you to step out of the spotlight and let us welcome 2017 with warm and open arms.

Sincerely Yours,

Kat.