Are you going on holiday soon and only taking hand luggage because you don’t want to pay the extortionate prices of hold luggage? More and more people who are going on short haul flights seem to be doing this as it means more holiday money.
Doing this can be tricky as you are limited to weight and which items you can bring with you. As you are restricted to items which are 100ml or less and have to fit in a clear plastic bag. This means either filling smaller bottles with shampoo, conditioner and shower gel or buying mini items from the holiday section in Boots, which can be an expensive choice.
I only pack the essential items as taking more than is necessary is a waste of luggage weight and you most probably won’t use them.
My essentials – toothpaste, mouth wash and a brand new tooth brush
When ever on holiday I make sure I bring back the little bottles of shower gel, shampoo and body lotion. As these can be refilled for your next holiday. I always take enough for the first day and then purchase a bottle of shampoo and conditioner for the local shop as it will last the 2 weeks on holiday and it can be left behind if it is not finished as buying a bottle of shampoo and conditioner is cheaper than buying shampoo and conditioner minis.
I always take a flannel for the flight to keep you fresh and cool (take a spare plastic bag with you as this will be damp when you get off the flight).
Although I have just said that I don’t like buying mini items, I do buy mini sun cream as sun cream on holiday can be expensive – sometimes 3 times the price – as I wear factor 50 as I burn really easily. Most supermarkets have offers on their sun creams. I also take lip balm – as playing in the sea can cause dry lips, insect repellant and body lotion just in case I get burnt and I use that as after sun.
I then pack a small perfume and tissues. Having a hair clip is always useful as you can just clip your hair up when at the beach, in the pool or at dinner. I also take my folding brush as it fits in to all of my bags and hardly takes up any room. I make sure I take electrolyte powders incase I am dehydrated as I can just poor this sachet into a bottle of water and shake. Also I have Ibuprofen tablets just incase I get a headache.
What do you take on holiday with you in your wash bag? Am I missing anything?
I am so glad to be able to welcome Shona onto my blog today – she is one of my best blogging friends and is one of the loveliest people I have ever met…please do pop over and say hi!
A big hello to all of Bex’s lovely followers, I hope you don’t mind me being here today and not Bex! I’m Shona from freshbeautyxox and I write a beauty and lifestyle blog. When Bex said I could guest post on her blog I had a topic in mind, not a topic I touch on my blog but seeing as this is a part mummy blog I thought I’d share my opinion on this topic. I just want to say before I begin that this is purely my opinion and I’m sorry if I offend anyone along the way!
Today I wanted to talk about the expectation that people seem to have of women. And this expectation is to have children. Now before you roll your eyes at me because I’m only 15, hear me out.
I personally think that nowadays there is this massive expectation of women to have children, to give their parents grandchildren and to generally settle down with a partner. I’ve already decided (and yes again, I am 15) that I’m not going to have children when I’m older and this has given me an insight into how people around me feel about this. A bit of background first, I should probably give you a reason to why I’ve decided this. I have a genetic connnective tissue disorder called Marfans Syndrome and also Scoliosis, the Marfans was passed down to me from my mother and the Scoliosis developed because of this syndrome. There is a 50/50 chance that I’ll pass this onto any children I have. I also don’t want any kind of IVF treatment or similar to remove the gene.
Some family members and family friends aren’t happy with my decision. I’m constantly being told that I’ll feel differently when I’m older and that when I meet the right person I’ll want to have kids. What if I don’t feel differently though? Will they respect that? This makes me think about the social expectation of women to have children. It is almost seen as weird for a woman not have any children during her lifetime, as if women only have one use.
Sometimes people don’t want to have children, sometimes there is medical reason and sometimes they might just not want to and that is OK. To me it seems OK anyway but to others why does this seem so unusual? Yes it is against the ‘norm’ but that doesn’t mean it is wrong. I’ve sometimes even heard people say that you are letting down your parents if you don’t have children. Surely if your parents love you they would respect your decision and support you?
Anyway! I’d love to know what you think about this topic, let me know in the comments!
A big thanks to Bex for letting me post on her blog- I have loved being here!
My guest post today comes from the gorgeous Louise from Inspire Magazine. I love Louises blog as it certainly does what it says on the tin – it inspires! Louise writes about a variety of different things and I’m glad to welcome her to Futures talking about taking chances – if you’re not taking a chance on anything, then why not?
I’m writing this blog post about how important it is to take
chances once and a while. No matter who you are or what you’re situation is,
it’s always important to push yourself and take a chance every once in a while.
The outcomes could be amazing.
This concept first hit me at the start 2007, not long after
I had started college. I loved my friends to bits but found that I was growing
apart from my oldest friends. Although in college also, it dawned on me that we
had little of the same interests anymore, even though we were still close. On a
whim, I generally decided to start saying yes to everything. It was much like
the film ‘Yes Man’, but more vague. I just realized I wanted more excitement in
my life and decided from then on out I’d stop making excuses for things and
start doing them. And so I did. When friends I hadn’t seen invited me out, I
would have usually have made excuses like it would be awkward because I hadn’t
seen them in so long, or I was already tired and had college early the next
day. But instead of doing that, I started saying yes. It wasn’t a massive
change, but when I recently found and read an old blog I used to write about my
life this year, I realized that 2007 had been one of the best years of my life.
Generally most of it was spent drinking underage at a popular pub in town but I
absolutely loved it. I was going out more, I was making new friends and I was
finally starting to get the hang of dating boys! At 17, I was obviously still a
teenager but it was then I started to feel comfortable in my own skin as well
and gained a massive confidence that year. Reading it back the other day made
me smile so much, even reading posts where I went into great detail about what
I was up to with boys ;)! My life changed a lot that year because by taking
chances, even the tiniest ones, so much changed. 2007 had its lows as well, but
I started appreciating them as well as they taught me so many things as well.
Then when I left for university in 2008, it all changed
again. Firstly, uni was amazing. At freshers week I came out of my shell even
more and had the time of my life! Uni had it’s ups and downs too of course but
overall it was the most amazing experience. One thing I did not expect to
happen at uni though was for me to grow apart from my friends back home. It
really didn’t dawn on me at all. I remember researching and talking to so many
people about university before I left and I got told so much advice. However,
no one ever mentioned the effect university would have on friendships between
you and friends. I wish I had known this because I would have done things
differently. Although I visited home often for the breaks, I usually had so
much work to do or I was just so happy being at home and relaxing that I made
little effort to see my friends.
So after I graduated in July last year, I came home to some
BIG changes. Basically, a month beforehand I was a magazine journalism student
working part time in a bar, living up north with my boyfriend and having a
fairly active social life. Then when I came home it suddenly dawned on me that
now I was a graduate with no job, I was single again, I had to move back in
with my parents and my social life was gone like that.
On my birthday in December, things came to a halt for me
when a bunch of my so called best friend/oldest friends cancelled on my big
birthday night out, making ridiculous excuses to as of why they couldn’t come.
So I decided to refer back to my little ‘say yes to everything’ method and made
some changes at the start of this year. The first thing I did was push the bad
people out of my life. I found this hard because it was my oldest friends who I
had known since nursery who were constantly cancelling on me and not being good
friends at all. I’d let it slide so much because I’d known them for almost all
my life and didn’t want to throw that away, but after my birthday I decided
enough was enough. So whilst I did that, I began making more of an effort with
those friends who I wasn’t necessary close to, but who had always been there
for me. I realize now that they were my real friends all along. I cut contact
with my ex and finally managed to move on from him and at last I am dating
again. I am also for the first time ever enjoying being single! And of course,
I began saying yes to everything!
Since this year and saying yes to everything I have
celebrated New Years Eve in Paris, became close friends to some ‘real’ friends,
gone on some amazing nights out, finally went back up north again – for the
first time since July – to see my uni friends and have met loads of new people.
Over the next few weeks I am starting snowboarding lessons, going on dates,
going paint balling, teaching myself how to play the drums and continuing mine
and my friends weekly date to the cinema and Pizza Express with Orange
Wednesdays! Then, finally, later this year I am going to Bruges and Amsterdam
and next year I am going to Ibiza!
Each and every one of these things has come about by pushing
myself out of my comfort zone and saying yes. Am I scared of going paint
balling? Hell yes! I’m convinced it will be painful and I’ll be very bad at it,
but it’s still something new and exciting.
The first time I took a chance and said yes since graduating
was for an old friends birthday just before Halloween. I would be seeing
friends I hadn’t seen to and spoken to in years and I even had to walk into a
packed nightclub all by myself and sober! I thought I would hate the night. I
thought I’d no longer have anything in common with these old friends and would
therefore run out of things to say, I thought I’d end up tired and wanting to
go home after a few hours and I thought my feet would end up killing me.
Instead I ended up having an amazing night with some really ace friends who I
now have plans with on a regular basis. I met new people that night as well and
I pulled a really lush barman who I ended up making out with up a tree, which
to this day I find hilarious. The only worry I was right about was that my feet
I knew though that, even if the night would have been
boring, I would be happy because I would have pushed myself and taken that
chance to go out. The way I’ve seen it lately is that chances are always a
win-win situation, no matter what they are, no matter how big or small they
are. Taking chances might seem daunting, but no matter what the outcome is,
you’ll always be glad you did it.
I’m so inspired by Louises story. I too am the kind of person who cancels because I’m too tired to go out – and although I have an excuse now in Jack, I used to do it when I wasn’t even pregnant! I’ve decided recently to take stock at my life and agree to more things – and I’m loving it!
Do you ever feel like you’re not taking enough chances?
I’ve been a busy bee around the ‘blogosphere’ (if thats even a word…) recently – I’ve been guest blogging here, there and everywhere it seems! (Please note, these were all written before my short break, I didn’t miraculously write them and send them to the girls when I had no internet…haha).
Please take a look at my guest posts in the links below, & be sure to check out the amazing girls blogs that I’ve guest posted on – they have some wonderful blogs that I think you’ll love!
I have seen a few people recently give you updates on their weekends, and their plans for the week ahead, and thought that this was a great idea. I often tell you about certain things that have happened or are going to happen, but I also often miss out some other stuff, and I find that I often forget things I’m going to do too! I’m hoping that by writing it down on here, my ‘baby brain’ may not totally wreck my week, aha.
I went round my friend Emily’s house for a little get-together. There was only a select few of us & obviously I couldn’t drink, but we had a nice time nonetheless. A few people got a tad merry & playing Buzz on the Playstation with half of the players merry & half of the players sober made for a very funny night indeed! Steve decided he was going to play on his own team, so I teamed up with our friend Duncan, and lets just say, we annihilated the opposition! If you haven’t ever played Buzz, its a must, especially if you’re a music buff!
Went to work yesterday – same old, same old really. Not going to bore you with the details.
Last night was my friend Chelle’s birthday get together in St Albans. We all met at O’Neills but me, Steve and Duncan didn’t stay too long as everyone was planning on getting very drunk, and since both me & Duncan can’t drink at the moment, and Steve was driving, we’d have felt very out of place.
Today, I’ve been a bit of a bum, to be honest. I’ve tidied up the kitchen though, and sorted out a few things at my parents house. I also popped down to my old place of work to see a few old faces, which was nice.
This week, I will:
Be going to work 5 out of 7 days…yippee!
Be going to my gestational diabetes test (diabetes in pregnancy) which will involve at least one blood test, maybe two, and possibly my Rhesus D injection… for someone who’s petrified of needles, lets just say I am far from looking forward to it!
Be packing things up ready for the move, which is in the next two weeks…eek!
Be attending my midwife appointment on Friday – 25 weeks gone now, 15 to go!