A series of firsts

Yesterday, my friend Paula at Cad E An Sceal tagged me in her post about a series of firsts. http://cadeansceal.blogspot.com/2012/02/series-of-firsts.html?m=1 So here goes. I hope you learn something new about me!

Who was your first boyfriend?
His name was Jason Barth. I was around 9 and he was the cutest boy in the school. I recently bumped into him outside my office. He didn’t recognise me but I sent him a message on Facebook. He never replied! Ha ha

The first person you kissed?
My first proper French kiss was with an older boy that had a chalet at the same holiday park as my parents. I was 13, he was 16 and he was lovely although I didn’t appreciate him slipping me the tongue in front of my aunt and uncle. Oh the shame!

First job?
My first job was working for Stakis hotel group before they were taken over by Hilton. I was studying for my A levels and I used to work in banqueting. We used to have so much fun and I met my first love at the hotel. The best memories were of playing music after service, having a boogie whilst laying out for breakfast whilst drinking a Tia Maria and coke!

What did I buy with my first pay packet?
I had left home by then so it went on bills, college fees but I had enough for a night out and half a lager!

First cd you remember buying
The first cd I ever bought was colour me badd, I wanna sex you up. The first song I ever bought was Happy birthday by Altered images, which was on vinyl 7inch.

First holiday abroad?
My first holiday abroad was to Marbella. All I remember was that we were staying in a villa once owned by Marti Cane (remember her?!) and we were near McDonald’s!

What age were you when you moved out of the family home?
I was 18. It wasn’t a good time in my life. My mum had turned her back on my dad and they had split up. It was the start of a 4 year silence between me and my mum. However, I was determined to do everything on my own and I did.

Shall I pass the firsts on? Yeah. Onto Doris at www.dorisdoesdating.wordpress.com

Bouche x x x


Back to reality

So two months after being made redundant from the job I loved, i have rejoined the rat race and started a new job.
First day nerves kicked in and being the new girl isn’t in my comfortable zone. Although I seem quite confident, I still find it hard meeting new people when alcohol isn’t involved 🙂

First day nerves were also not helped by a severely delayed train which subsequently made me late, which was awkward and embarrassing.

I am now at the end of my first week. It was great to be back at work and normality. Whilst I did enjoy being at home and was the break I needed, the past few weeks have brought a new level of boredom which saw me finally clear the ironing pile!

It is a very different environment to what I am used to and the job itself will be a challenge as I will be learning a different side to the business. I will also be learning about products which I am missing from my CV.

My colleagues seem friendly and I think I will fit in ok. I am not used to such a small office after working for some top tier firms. I must learn a whole new office etiquette and being pushed out of the door at 5.30 is a welcome change. Whilst the long walk and the longer train journey is not so welcome.

I guess it will take a few weeks to really find my feet and stop referring to my old company in the present.

I miss my old job and colleagues but I am looking forward and have stopped looking back.

Bouche x x x

Next Candidate Please


Over the past three weeks I have been to three interviews. Whilst the jobs are different my preparation is always the same.

Firstly, I look at the job spec and cross reference my CV with the requirements and responsibilities of the role. I make sure I research the company I am visiting, looking at their website and checking recent press releases. I prepare a list of questions to ask the interviewer at the end and I make sure I can talk through my CV competently. I never talk about money, ask inappropriate questions and I never ask if I have been successful.

I am aware of first impressions and whilst I love fashion, I believe that an interview is not the time to show off your latest leather look leggings! (Certainly not in my line of work). I always dress conservatively, with a black trouser suit and top which covers all the necessary. I have often heard that flashing some cleavage or a bit of leg can help you get a job. I however have never had to result to this. I want to be considered on the basis of my skills and experience, not on what cup size I have! However, I did get a job once based on the football team I support! I also lay off the makeup. I opt for an English rose look with a barely there blush and lip tint. Rather than my full on evening look!

With this in mind, I did wonder what ticks the boxes for most interviewers. Is the colour of your suit a deal breaker? Would platform shoes and a little too much leg instantly turn you off a candidate?

Where am I going with this? I hear you ask! On Tuesday, whilst travelling back home after an interview by train, I over heard a woman across the carriage talking on the phone about an interview she had been on. She was discussing her interview and spoke of the questions she asked (which were highly inappropriate, Are you married? Being one!). She also spoke of how the interviewer was looking at her chest the entire time and how at the end of the interview she asked if she would be called back for a second interview. We couldn’t have been different candidates! Discreetly, I looked over at the woman, who not only had a very low cut top on, had shoes on that I am sure are more babe station than workstation and don’t even get me started on her makeup.

It does make me wonder what the interviewer must have thought when she arrived. I should probably mention she was interviewing at a large organisation and not stringfellows. Maybe I am being judgmental, but I wonder if I have lost out to candidates like this, and if I have would I have wanted to work for someone who is seemingly so shallow?

Anyway, she was offered a second interview. As for me, let’s just wait and see……

Bouche x x x

New Years Resolutions (goals)!

I have never been big on New Year’s resolutions. I have been a smoker for the best part of 18 years, although I did give up twice (once for 18 months and once for 10 months). My husband is a non smoker as are most of my friends. So when resolutions creep into conversation, I am often asked whether I will give up smoking for new year. The question always makes me feel embarrassed, like it should be my resolution and I guess this is why I don’t really believe in New Year’s resolutions, as I should be giving up smoking.

However, 2011 was tough for me on both a personal level and a professional one. So I have decided on a few goals (not resolutions) that I wish to achieve in 2012.

I dislike my body immensely. I had high hopes for weight loss in 2011 and although I lost 17 pounds in total (after gaining some pounds), I do intend to change my body in 2012. I am not going to diet but to change the way we eat in the Bouche household. Mr Bouche is to reduce his portion size (he does most of the cooking) and I am going to exercise in a way to lose the weight and I want to a shape my body to how it once was.

For the majority of 2011, I had a job I loved until I was made redundant in November. In 2012, I will challenge and push myself totally out of my comfort zone, in order to find a job I love and a job, that challenges me everyday.

In 2012, I am going to be less pessimistic, a better friend and less of a worrier / stresshead.

I am also going to blog more, and blog better! I have been pretty poor the last couple of months. I plan to go to Cybher this year and will network my butt off, along with having some fun. I started this blog to have a place to vent and to jibber and now after doing this for almost a year, I think I can make this blog something better.

Happy New Year everyone and hope you will continue to read and follow me (hopefully) completing my goals!

Bouche x x x

A plan that works

My baby plans are not going quite to plan. After our last appointment at Guys, Mr Bouche and I decided that we would try and get pregnant naturally, and go for the CVS testing at 12 weeks once we are pregnant. We discussed when we would start trying and we agreed that we would start early 2012.

I am already 32 and aware that time is a factor, bearing in mind that we need to have these CVS tests and we may not have a HD embryo on our first attempt. So as far as we were concerned the sooner the better.

This past week has been pretty rotten and our quest to start making babies could be postponed as my job is now at risk and I am likely to be unemployed come the end of November.

I know I should be more sad that all my hard work and career progression is coming to a close and that I will need to start again but I am more sad that Mr Bouche and I cannot start a family as we had hoped in the new year.

I can’t seem to go onto facebook without seeing another pregnancy announcement. It seems even girls that I least expected to be announcing a pregnancy, are at the moment and I feel like the last one to do so. Yes, I am jealous. I want a baby! I want to show off a scan picture and tell people that the weight around my middle is not caused by my love of wine and crisps but a little human being.

Nothing ever seems to go to plan with me and starting a family is definitely not following the plan I had envisaged! I guess I will just have to create a new plan. Maybe a plan that will actually come to fruition!

A plan that works!

Bouche x x x