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Saturday, 12 December 2020

What are 15 things no one knows about you?

Sometimes it’s nice to do a little get to know me, especially for those of you that are new to the fictional world of Kristy Berridge. Like any writer, I’m full of a bit of drama and have a decent flair for the theatrics on occasion, but for the purpose of this blog, I won’t go into the details of my side hustle selling kidneys on the black market.

Kidding. So here are fifteen things you may or may not know about me.

  1. I never wanted to have children, but I now am the proud owner of a bouncing baby boy. We call him Archibald or pain-in-the-ass for short šŸ˜Š
  2. I prefer to wear dresses over a pair of shorts – I have a giant ass and sometimes it’s too hard to squeeze everything into certain fabrics.
  3. I love to eat breakfast at any time of the day (cereal and fruit, not eggs and bacon).
  4. I can’t let anyone stack my dishwasher – That shit is like a game of Tetris and no one can conquer the gaps like I can with plates and spoons.
  5. I don’t eat any meat or fish, but do like the occasional bit of cheese.
  6. I don’t like exercising at night or any time after lunch – It’s just cause I’m lazy ...
  7. I hate it when people are on their phones during social occasions – i.e.: out at dinner, family BBQ etc etc.
  8. I absolutely hate coriander.
  9. I used to rub a pair of satin boxer shorts to go to sleep right up until I moved in with my husband 7 years ago – My best mate made me throw them out. I’m still hating on her for that.
  10. I don’t believe in writer’s block, just shit ideas.
  11. I need to be around nature, without it I perish – A tad dramatic, but mostly true.
  12. I’m still annoyed and frankly amazed that no one has invented calorie free chocolate yet (one that doesn’t make you shit yourself).
  13. Ironically, I’d rather read a health and wellness magazine than a novel.
  14. I wish I’d become a spy or a secret agent so I could kill assholes in the name of government service.
  15. No matter how far or wide I travel, it’s never enough for me. I think I’m a gypsy at heart.

Kristy šŸ˜Š

Saturday, 21 November 2020

Small steps that lead to a healthier you!

 

I’m never one to consider myself a health and wellness expert. I completed a one-year stint in nutrition and then dumped it in favour of focusing on my writing. Perhaps that might not have been the wisest choice considering I’m not snorting cocaine off the backside of a hot Spaniard on my forty-foot yacht in the Caribbean.

But, one year and a keen interest in nutrition and health does equate to hefty opinions. And small steps are the key to a healthier version of yourself regardless of the self-imposed qualifications.

Heath doesn’t equal skinny. Health comes in multiple packages and it’s important to recognise all of them. A healthy mind driven by focus and meditative healing can be just as beneficial as six gym sessions and drinking green smoothies. Granted you can’t meditate your way to a leaner physique, but as I stated, health isn’t just about physical appearance.

Drinking more water and staying hydrated equals sharper cognition and better internal functioning. Sleeping more or resting when tired helps the body to repair and recover when needed. Taking up a physical activity, even if it’s a sex marathon, will help to keep obesity levels at bay. And of course, taking the small step to ingest more nourishing food options not only keeps the waistline down, but helps you poop better. And who doesn’t want to poop better?

Small steps, small changes. They all add up to progressively bigger results. Don’t stop proactively walking towards a healthier lifestyle just because the journey may seem too far.

Kristy šŸ˜€

Sunday, 15 November 2020

Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, otherwise known to the masses as OCD. I’m not certain if I’ve ever met anyone that needed to turn the doorknob seventeen times before exiting or if they need to tap their mouth three times before answering a question, but what I am quite certain of, is that every single one of us obsesses over something that needs to be done a certain way.

For example, I HAVE to stack the dishwasher without assistance. This doesn’t mean for a second that it runs more efficiently, but I do get a kick out of ‘Tetris-ing’ the shit out of every cup and plate to fit my entire cupboard in there. Thus, if the hubby even attempts to put a spoon in the knife compartment or a bowl in the plate rack, I tend to have a mini meltdown.

Crazy, right?

There is no rhyme nor reason why we do these things. The dishwasher would not be damaged if my hubby haphazardly stacked it or even put it on half empty, but my brain can’t handle the inefficiency of his efforts. Not technically and OCD tendency, it’s still a task that must be completed to my overly high standard.

Does anyone else tend to mark these psychotic tendencies down to OCD?

Kristy šŸ˜€

Saturday, 7 November 2020

My Biggest Pet Peeve!

Can you really narrow down your biggest pet peeve to just one thing? I know I can’t. Perhaps that’s because I’m too tightly wound, a giant prick or maybe there are just one too many things that really piss me off.

Most people can identify the one thing that really does annoy them more than anything else. It could be that someone is talking over the top of them, nose pickers, slow drivers or even assholes that wear active wear in the grocery store. There are a multitude of things that we as a human race do on occasion that irritates the person or people closest to us.

For me, though it may not sound too far out of the realms of relatable, my biggest pet peeve is my husband. Not him physically or even personally (otherwise I wouldn’t have married him), but his ridiculously annoying habits.

He walks all manner of debris over my freshly cleaned floors. He never hangs up the bath mat. He throws his clothes next to the dirty clothes basket and he steals my Tim Tams. He panics over the most random and easily resolvable situations. He’s on his phone all the time and he makes suggestions rather than just outright telling me what he needs or wants.

Truly, the list could go on and I’d hate to see what really irritates him about me. But as you can see, not one particular thing peeves me more than another. I’m just that A-typical personality that’s hard to please, but rather ‘pleased’ the hubby still loves me despite me undoubtedly being his biggest pet peeve too.

Kristy šŸ˜€

Saturday, 31 October 2020

Do we really care about others or is it just pretend?

Do we really care about others or is it just pretend? An interesting thought and one surely as varied as the billions of entities living on this planet.

I think it’s fairly safe to say that 95% of us actually do care about the other people around us. It might not be expressed in the depths that you care for a family member, your spouse or child, but if we didn’t care to some extent then social niceties would have become extinct long ago.

Yes, we are raised to stand for the pregnant lady on the bus, let the elderly man have your seat on the train or let the person busting for a pee behind you go into the public restroom first. These are our social graces and the small measures of kindness that we can impart so easily on a daily basis. But, caring about others can be a deeper, more personal thing. Caring about others can be as simple as smiling at a stranger that seems down in the dumps, helping your neighbour to mow their lawn when they’re unable to or sharing a sandwich with a co-worker without food.

These are mostly acts that we enact regularly and without thought, but imagine what else we could accomplish if we cared just that little bit more? Could we end poverty? Could we stop world hunger? Could we lessen depression by knowing there is always someone who cares?

The truth is, there’s so much more that all of us could do to show that we care and improve upon. Whether we have it in us isn’t really the question, but whether we care enough to do more is the real crux of the matter ...

Kristy šŸ˜€