Hey there, Sparklers 🙂

So a lot of people always ask me “why do you hate the 23rd December so much? It’s Christmas Eve Eve!”

Well, there’s two reasons. The first is that on the 23rd of December when I was younger my parents and I would go and visit family members that we wouldn’t see on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day. All of these family members have now passed away so in a way it’s a sad day for me as now, instead of visiting them in their homes, I visit their graves instead.

The second reason is because something bad/stupid always happens to me on this day. For example:

Last night I had the worst nights sleep EVER, so I was hoping for a nice little lie-in, but I was rudely awoken by my mother informing me that I needed to go to the shops and get the final bits and bobs for Christmas dinner etc. So, completely bogeyed, I was trying to listen to the list my mum was giving me so I could type it in my notes on my phone, but my eyes just wouldn’t stay open.

I ended up writing things like “A bag of Brussel sprfgdx” which I later had to try and make sense of. It was like I’d set myself a little riddle.

I instantly had the feeling that something was gonna happen today, almost like it’s become a superstition (silly, I know).

I got to the shop and got everything we needed, all was going well and I started to feel more confident. Maybe it’s all in my head. Maybe I was just paranoid and everything’s fine.

I had so much heavy shopping it felt like my arms were gonna fall off. My shoulder blades felt like they were being pulled apart, and it doesn’t help that I have hyper-mobility syndrome in my joints, so my elbows were literally bending backwards. My arms looked like they’d been attached to me the wrong way round, and it made it twice as painful to carry heavy shopping.

By this point I was waiting to cross the road, and right in front of me was our local taxi firms office. I thought screw it, I’m gonna get a taxi. It’s literally only gonna take me 10 seconds down the road but it’s a 10 minute walk and I felt like I was in a saw movie or something.

I waited for the green man like the good girl I am, but two cars didn’t pay attention to the traffic lights and had to slam on the brakes in the middle of the crossing, then attempted to reverse as I was crossing over. Stupid, right? If it took the driver 2 more seconds to realise I was there I’d have been flattened.

I got into the office and the guy behind the desk, who is also a friend, told me that they’re completely chocker-blocked and I’d be waiting a good two hours before a taxi came for me.  Looks like I was gonna have to walk home. GREAT.

Now, I thought I’d made a good choice in wearing high-waisted skinny jeans. But they still somehow managed to fall down. There I am, huffing and puffing away as I’m struggling to carry the six heavy bags I had, and I could feel my bum area getting baggier and baggier.

What do I do?! I can’t pull them up. I have too many bags. If I put them down, everything is either gonna fall out or my arms wouldn’t let me pick them back up again. I was just going to have to hope for the best.

Round the corner from where I live is a big hill, luckily I was walking down instead of up. But then the wind picked up and started pushing me from behind. So much so that it looked like I was stomping down the road.

Picture this: a young girl with six big bags of shopping, stomping down a hill with her hair in her face unable to see, and her jeans pretty much round her ankles. Very un-ladylike and also very embarrassing.

I think it’s safe to say I NEVER want to step foot out of the house on the 23rd December ever again.

But, to make matters worse, things didn’t improve once I got home. Doing the last bits of tidying up, our new hoover which we haven’t had for long decided to break. Then our 8 week old puppy decided to do a sloppy poo on my limited edition rose-gold hairdryer. Luckily it still works, but I can’t say as I want to use it again after that.

On top of that, I stood on a drawing pin about 5 different times, each time properly piercing my foot so by the end of it there was blood all over the CLEAN carpet. And Alexa was throwing a tantrum every 5 minutes and trying to pull down the Christmas tree. I was actually almost to the point of crying by the time I’d put her to bed.

Here is a picture to sum up how I feel after today’s disasters.

This amazing jumper is by Mr Cian Twomey 


I hope you enjoyed reading my disastrous story!

Lots of love,
SarahSparkles xxx


A New Addition!

Hey there, Sparklers 🙂

Yesterday something so exciting happened. I woke up full of nerves and excitement in the morning as I rushed to get ready before my car showed up.

My mum and I were about to travel to Sheffield to pick up an 8 week old puppy. I could hardly contain my excitement and obviously expected everything to go smoothly, but as always, it never does.

The first stop we made was the bank to draw out some money and, of course, the lock had broken on the door and all the staff were stood outside trying to find a way to get in. TYPICAL!

So after travelling half an hour or so, we finally found another branch so I could finally go in and get the money. But, of course, I’d never been in that branch before so they were studying my ID for a good 10-15 minutes making sure I was the real Sarah and not some fraud, which is always fun.. (NOT)

Finally, with that sorted we was on our way. Then our driver realised she was low on fuel and had to pull into a garage. So I took the opportunity to raid the shelves as I was STARVING and made sure we all had food and drink for the rest of the way there and back as well. (Mainly crisp, sweets and coke but that’s besides the point!)

On to the motorway now, I was feeling sure that it would all be smooth from here. Nope. My mum decided she wanted to make an emergency toilet stop so we pulled into the next service station and… We got lost.

By the time we found our way through the maze of arcades and gifts shops, we’d forgotten where the car was parked. By this point I wanted to cry, I was so tired from a rubbish nights sleep and having to get up early, all this was the last thing I wanted.

Back on the road, we put the details into the SatNav to make sure we didn’t get lost. But the SatNav kept saying “turn left” every chance it got, but turning left would take us off the motorway early. So unsure of what to do, the driver asked us whether she should listen to the SatNav or stick to the route that she knew. Eventually it was decided that we’d listen to the SatNav, as it MUST be right because we definitely put the details in correctly.

We did get there, but almost 2 hours late because we went all round the houses instead of sticking on the motorway. But, in all honesty I was just glad to be there. It was a very confusing place, almost like the house was set upside-down. We got out the car and heard “Hello! Up here!” so we looked up and the first thing we saw was a big bush of blonde hair (which, I’m not gonna lie, scared us slightly).

The lovely woman invited us in and, to my delight, about 6-7 puppies came running up to us. There was a cuteness overload which made both me and my mum cry. Our puppy was the smallest and shyest of the bunch, lingering at the back and then hiding under the sofa. But she was absolutely beautiful and we instantly knew what we’d call her. Myah.



I instantly fell in love. After sorting out the paperwork and goody bag, we were able to take her home straight away. So we said goodbye and hopped straight back into the car, eager to get home after such a long (and stressful) drive there.

We made sure to stick to the motorway this time and NOT listen to the SatNav, so it only took about an hour and a half to get home again. Myah was as good as gold, cuddled up on mine or my mums knee and sleeping most of the journey.


Once we were home, we introduced her to our other dog, Jade, as well as my daughter and they all got along brilliantly. It took her a little while to settle down after the big journey, so all she did was sleep and have a little drink every now and then, but only as long as she was in between my legs.

Today, however, she’s very happy and playful and eating/drinking A LOT. Which obviously means weeing and pooing A LOT. Once on my knee (typical), once on my parents’ bed during the night but the rest of the time she went on her nappy pads which made us very proud of her.

Alexa is still unsure of the new arrival. Whenever Myah is on the floor, Alexa will walk up to her. But if Myah walks towards her, her reaction is “sorry, My-arggghhhh!” and she runs off. Which I find highly amusing as Myah attempts to chase her with her legs flailing about.

And now, still drained from yesterdays adventures, I’m enjoying a lovely coffee whilst having cuddles with Myah.


Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed this blog!

Lots of love,
SarahSparkles xxx

Ramble Time??

Hey there, Sparklers 🙂

I didn’t really know what to name this post, as to be honest I just fancy a good old natter. I suppose I’m feeling a bit odd as normally I spend my Thursday’s filming and editing for my YouTube channel but I just haven’t been well enough at all and I know 100% that I would NOT have the patience for editing and all the stress it brings. Especially with me being a perfectionist, it normally takes me all night and sometimes the morning after as well, depending on how picky I’m feeling.

All I’ve done for the past three days is sleep and attempt to eat. I have tonsillitis, the full blown thing. Tonsils squished together as they’re so swollen (making me sound like a mixture between a man and a duck), disgusting white gunk that I keep swallowing or sometimes spitting out which is so much worse than swallowing it (I sense them dirty minds ticking – BEHAVE), every single gland in my body is swollen so I’m in pain, like, EVERYWHERE! (Neck, groin/stomach, even my bloody armpits..)

Spotify, Netflix and YouTube have been my best friends recently, keeping my mind occupied and just generally making me feel that little bit better (basically making me feel less sorry for myself).

On a more positive note, I’m so excited for the next week or so, what with Christmas and the fact that my best friend of 7 (nearly 8!!) years, Caitlin, is coming to stay. Which means one thing: LOTS OF COLLABS  ARE COMING YOUR WAY, WOOO!!! I have some awesome things planned, one of which is a test on who knows who better (involving whipped cream and maybe eggs…), get excited! I know I am!!!

Sorry this blog post is a bit all over the place and isn’t about anything specific, but I guess I just felt like writing something. And what better way to do that than to just write what’s on your mind, right?

Anyway, I’m going to leave it there and go to bed because I’ve literally just thrown up in my mouth and had to swallow it (I’m gross, I know) but it was either that or spit it out onto my Mac. No thanks!

I hope you enjoyed my… erm.. rambling and I’ll be back soon with another post 🙂

Lots of love,
SarahSparkles xxx


One last thing I feel like I should mention is that yesterday was just a horrible day for me. Not because of being ill, but because it was the 3 year anniversary of Tilly’s death (if you’ve been reading my blogs from the start you’ll know who she is), but I also found out that a dear friend of mine passed away. I felt completely numb when I heard the news. I guess I just didn’t realise just how poorly she was as she was always upbeat and happy, laughing and joking as well as putting everybody else before herself. She really was the most brave, kind-hearted person I ever knew and I’ll miss her dearly.

Rea Muir 1994 – 2016




Hey there, Sparklers 🙂

So… I’ve only been blogging/making YouTube videos for a couple of months, I’m still VERY new to this and although at the moment it’s just a hobby, I’m determined to make a career out of it at some point in life as it’s something I really love to do. I’ve always loved writing, and I love to try and entertain people (which is mainly by embarrassing myself).

However, I’m already getting hate. I mean, why? What’s the point?

Not everyone will like what I do and that’s completely fine, if you don’t enjoy/like what I do then don’t read my blogs or watch my videos. The fact that you read EVERY blog post and comment on EVERY video I make just to try and get me down is just showing everyone how pathetic you are. Your comments are only going to get deleted, so there’s no point even bothering.

I’m doing what I love. Nothing or nobody is going to stop me from achieving my dreams. I already have amazing viewers and readers supporting me, leaving positive comments on my channel, sending messages to my Facebook page letting me know how much they like and appreciate my content and honestly it makes me feel on top of the world. I’ve even had a couple of lovely readers tell me that I’m an inspiration and have asked me for advice. ME!!! I’ve always felt like a misfit and a nobody but this blogging community is so welcoming and positive. I love you all so much 🙂

Sure, my audience may not be HUGE right now, but who cares? Everyone has to start somewhere. You can’t become successful over night, you have to work for it and be determined to achieve whatever your dream may be. That is exactly what I’m doing. People need to realise that I’m not doing this for money or for fame, I don’t earn a penny and I’m certainly not expecting to become a “celebrity”. All I want to do is to share love, laughter and personal experiences with people around the world. If I achieve that I’ll be perfectly happy!

Basically the point of this rant is, no matter what you do or what your dream is, people are going to try their hardest to make you feel small and insignificant. DON’T LET THEM. You are awesome and you can achieve anything when you put your mind to it. Remember, the people who give you hate are more than likely jealous of your determination and/or success. Keep that chin up high, rise above it and blow kisses. Blowing kisses always annoys them 😉

kiss kiss 

Thank you to all my lovely supports whether you’re on my blog or my YouTube channel. It means a lot and you’re keeping me motivated, I’m not gonna give up until my dreams been achieved. Even if I’m still working on it at age 70. (Maybe not, but you get what I mean)

Lots of love,
SarahSparkles xxx

I’m Sorry…

Hey there, Sparklers 🙂

Sorry I haven’t been posting much recently, but in all honesty not a lot has been going on other than filming/uploading for my YouTube channel. And I feel like it would be pointless if I just blogged about what video I’ve done on YouTube recently when you could just go and watch it.

As soon as interesting/funny/weird things start happening again I’ll be blogging about them straight away, you have my word! I just don’t want to bore you or write things I wouldn’t normally write about.

Thanks for being patient 😛

Lots of love,
SarahSparkles xxx

Nothing Like A Chill Day!

Hey there, Sparklers 🙂

Sorry I haven’t written much lately, nothing interesting has happened recently. Or where I’ve thought “I could blog about this”. Life has been pretty boring lately. That and having a spot of writers block, which I can tell you first hand, SUCKS.

Today I had the chilled out day that I needed. I had a lovely lie-in until 10am which is rare for me now, but my lovely mum babysat for a few hours whilst I caught up on my sleep as I’ve been having bad nights recently. For me, bad nights = bad mood and zero energy.

Then it was time to get ready and go to the FIRST EVER Christmas Market in my village. EXCITED MUCH!!! I was feeling very festive this morning, so I dug out my Christmas Jumper and even applied Christmassy-coloured make up. I was really feeling it.

I went to the market with my dad and Alexa, which is special in itself as my dad isn’t very well and it’s rare that he feels up to leaving the house. It was the first time I had an outing with both my dad and Alexa (that didn’t involve hospitals), which made me so happy.

Now obviously I took quite a bit of stuff with me in a decent sized, bright pink handbag, as well as taking the buggy in case Alexa got tired. So whilst I held on to Alexa, my dad agreed to push the buggy, but he wasn’t very impressed when I asked him to hold my bag for a moment whilst I sorted Alexa out.

I got a dirty look which read “you’ve got to be kidding me!”

He’s definitely what you call a “manly man” and I found it absolutely hilarious so I let him hold my bag longer than he needed to just because his reactions were priceless. If only I’d have thought of capturing the moment!

The market itself wasn’t what I thought it would be. I guess it didn’t reach my expectations of a Christmas Market. I was expecting the full blown, all out Christmas style, but it just looked like an ordinary market with a elf here and there. I guess that’s all you can expect in a village, it’s not the same as going to a Christmas Market in a city.

I was slightly disappointed at the outcome, but I didn’t let it ruin my day or my Christmas Spirit as it was just so nice to have a relaxing walk with lots of laughter, hot drinks and bumping into lots of family friends that I haven’t seen in a long time.


Once we got back the day carried on being chilled out, I got straight back into my pyjamas and tucked myself up under a blanket with my chippy dinner,  binge watching Christmas films. I even had a nice little nap! I even remained under the blanket for most of the day, admiring the Christmas decorations and chatting with my family.

Today was just what I needed. Now I feel refreshed and rejuvenated. Nothing beats a good nights sleep and a chilled day with people you love when you aren’t feeling your best.

I hope you enjoyed reading this little post and I’ll be blogging again soon! 🙂

Lots of love,
SarahSparkles xxx