Hey All!
I feel I may be neglecting my poor old blog page :(
Every time I come up with a brilliant idea for a post, I either am nowhere near my computer, nowhere near a notepad (and if anyone knows me, this is very random, as I am a complete stationery addict!). But more often than not, it's because I am a full time mum to my nearly 3 and a half year old son!!
Wow, that time has flown by for sure, and in approximately a years time, my bubs will be starting primary school (thought flying through my head at this point is Arrrrrrgggghhhhhh!).
So my aim is to try (and I use this term very loosely) to post at least once a week! Even if it is as random as any post on here. In doing this, I am then keeping to the very apt title of my blog page.
I have also started up another blog page, of which this evening I have written my first post, if you may be interested in an exceedingly quick read:
http://creativelyrandom-abzartz.blogspot.co.uk/
This page is to go towards my possible new adventure of going self employed. That's a whole new story altogether!
Hopefully I will be posting again very soon , if not this week, then definitely the next ;)
Thank you for taking the time to read and hopefully there is more to come!
:D
Wednesday, 12 September 2012
Monday, 27 June 2011
Weird; Time flies, but are we having fun?
First of all, I would like to say welcome back. This is my first word post of 2011. This is also the very reason why I decided to write this post, as I can't actually believe it's June (ahem, nearly July) of 2011.
Well you are all probably thinking "you must have been up to lots of lovely things, whilst not writing blog posts". You could not be further from the truth!
There is that famous saying "Time flies when you're having fun". Some of us can be blessed to say this. I, almost certainly do when I think about how old our Son is now and the joy he brings. One of which, was not waking up early this morning, due to teething, but I tell you what, the interesting conversation he was trying to have with Mummy and Daddy, at that time in the morning, was hilarious.
Regardless of this, I have to say, 2011 has been a dreadful year so far. It's gone very quickly, yet I haven't been having so much fun. We have managed to have a change of job (and not in a good way) and drop in wages, which has meant we couldn't and still cant move out. I have been a victim of crime twice, and both cases are still on going, there are a tonne of other non-positive items to add to this list, but it would be amazingly boring for you all.
My point is, most people I know say, where has the time gone, next thing you know it will be Christmas (no-one hit me!), yet amazingly these same people can have a run of bad luck as long as your arm. Where is the fun in that?
I have to say, this saying was probably thought up a very long time ago, when we used to have more genuine fun. Nowadays, we seemed to be consumed with the next big thing, and the one after that, when the novelty has worn off the previous one and so on and so fourth. We don't have as much inner contentment as we used to. We are always trying to busy ourselves, and if we are not doing anything then we tend to act like a teenager and say "I'm bored". Communities don't tend to be communities so much anymore, so our communities exist of what we can try and gleam off, online. Life is very much different now. Are we having fun yet?
This year, it has been my goal, to try and bring back the simple things in life. The things that I loved to do, as hobbies, as a kid / young adult (well, I am going to be 30 in a few months!). Considering the awful year so far, I am remaining positive as much as possible. And perhaps that's where we do have fun. We bounce back from each and every hurdle, stronger and more equipped with knowledge to deal with it, if it were to happen to us again. Who said learning couldn't be fun huh! Life is an learning curve.
The main thing is, if we learn to balance the ying and the yang, we can become whole. So perhaps the fun part is the learning part?! Who knows! All I know is, that we should try and balance out the rough with the smooth, make sure we actually feel like we are having fun, however small that thing that makes you smile is. Just as long as we don't hurt, harm or tread on any ones toes to do this, then we know we are getting some happiness. You never know, if it is genuine, the time may just pass at the normal speed, rather than the supersonic hyper drive time frame we seem to be in at the moment.
I am passing on a smile, lets see how many times over we can pass it on :)
Well you are all probably thinking "you must have been up to lots of lovely things, whilst not writing blog posts". You could not be further from the truth!
There is that famous saying "Time flies when you're having fun". Some of us can be blessed to say this. I, almost certainly do when I think about how old our Son is now and the joy he brings. One of which, was not waking up early this morning, due to teething, but I tell you what, the interesting conversation he was trying to have with Mummy and Daddy, at that time in the morning, was hilarious.
Regardless of this, I have to say, 2011 has been a dreadful year so far. It's gone very quickly, yet I haven't been having so much fun. We have managed to have a change of job (and not in a good way) and drop in wages, which has meant we couldn't and still cant move out. I have been a victim of crime twice, and both cases are still on going, there are a tonne of other non-positive items to add to this list, but it would be amazingly boring for you all.
My point is, most people I know say, where has the time gone, next thing you know it will be Christmas (no-one hit me!), yet amazingly these same people can have a run of bad luck as long as your arm. Where is the fun in that?
I have to say, this saying was probably thought up a very long time ago, when we used to have more genuine fun. Nowadays, we seemed to be consumed with the next big thing, and the one after that, when the novelty has worn off the previous one and so on and so fourth. We don't have as much inner contentment as we used to. We are always trying to busy ourselves, and if we are not doing anything then we tend to act like a teenager and say "I'm bored". Communities don't tend to be communities so much anymore, so our communities exist of what we can try and gleam off, online. Life is very much different now. Are we having fun yet?
This year, it has been my goal, to try and bring back the simple things in life. The things that I loved to do, as hobbies, as a kid / young adult (well, I am going to be 30 in a few months!). Considering the awful year so far, I am remaining positive as much as possible. And perhaps that's where we do have fun. We bounce back from each and every hurdle, stronger and more equipped with knowledge to deal with it, if it were to happen to us again. Who said learning couldn't be fun huh! Life is an learning curve.
The main thing is, if we learn to balance the ying and the yang, we can become whole. So perhaps the fun part is the learning part?! Who knows! All I know is, that we should try and balance out the rough with the smooth, make sure we actually feel like we are having fun, however small that thing that makes you smile is. Just as long as we don't hurt, harm or tread on any ones toes to do this, then we know we are getting some happiness. You never know, if it is genuine, the time may just pass at the normal speed, rather than the supersonic hyper drive time frame we seem to be in at the moment.
I am passing on a smile, lets see how many times over we can pass it on :)
Tuesday, 23 November 2010
If music be the food of love..... dance on
Ok, two things spring to mind when I write this title.
1) I know the correct quote would end with play on. That would however destroy the very notion of what I was going to be writing about.
2) I have just realised that I have not written a blog post for months!
I love to dance. I don't go to any classes (perhaps I should) but whenever there is a tune going thats it for me, I just can't help but dance. The trouble I have at the moment is, that ever since I had my son, whenever I feel the need to dance I start to, and then when I start to get into full swing, I get this immense pain. It feels like a stitch but in the wrong place, and it is so intense that it makes me stop dancing and then I have to sit down.
Back earlier this year, I was at a wedding of my brother in law to be's and it got the evening and I was thinking as soon as that music goes on, I am on that dance floor. Got going, and then this awful pain appeared. Everybody else were doing dance off's and I had to sit on the side lines. This upset me greatly. I wanted to show the happy couple that I was having a fab time by getting up and having a boogie, but I couldn't.
The strange thing was, that at my other brother in law to be's 30th Birthday party, which was a month after my son was born, I could get up and have a boogie, without the pain, in fact you couldn't get me off the dance floor for love nor money. So what has changed since then. I am eager to find out, but how do you explain that one to the doc??
I am one of these people that doesn't need a drink to dance either, which by the way probably used to really pee on my friends fireworks. It's like this inbuilt thing inside of me, that just says "there is a beat, now dance monkey girl, dance!" (if you have ever seen that episode of two pint's of larger and a packet of crisps, you know where that adjusted line comes from!).
I am not the best dancer in the world, but I don't think I am half bad either. I even contemplated doing a hip hop class with my close friend (and almost family, legally, when I get married, but pretty much can call my sis-in-law... hello - you know who you are!) but then I fell pregnant with my son. We both love all those dance movies, and have watched a few together (we also both have a major love for stationery, shhhhh don't tell anyone!). I love watching music vids that have dance involved, it can stop me in my tracks of making a cuppa just to see how they move. Gotta love it, and I do!
Dance promotes happiness for me, I love it, its good for the soul, and stirs up that feel good factor when you need it the most and when you don't need it, you do it anyway. Test yourself, next time you feel remotely down, stick a tune on and dance to it. You can't beat the freedom of dance, it's so expressive, and then, hopefully, but the time that tune has hit it's last note you will feel like your day can carry on, on a much happier vibe. Go on give it a go...lord knows if you don't do it for you, do it for me, who can't even get as far as half way through the tune without the mummy pain creeping back in!!
Big smiles, lot's of laughs and plenty of dance.... go on, treat yourself. :)
1) I know the correct quote would end with play on. That would however destroy the very notion of what I was going to be writing about.
2) I have just realised that I have not written a blog post for months!
I love to dance. I don't go to any classes (perhaps I should) but whenever there is a tune going thats it for me, I just can't help but dance. The trouble I have at the moment is, that ever since I had my son, whenever I feel the need to dance I start to, and then when I start to get into full swing, I get this immense pain. It feels like a stitch but in the wrong place, and it is so intense that it makes me stop dancing and then I have to sit down.
Back earlier this year, I was at a wedding of my brother in law to be's and it got the evening and I was thinking as soon as that music goes on, I am on that dance floor. Got going, and then this awful pain appeared. Everybody else were doing dance off's and I had to sit on the side lines. This upset me greatly. I wanted to show the happy couple that I was having a fab time by getting up and having a boogie, but I couldn't.
The strange thing was, that at my other brother in law to be's 30th Birthday party, which was a month after my son was born, I could get up and have a boogie, without the pain, in fact you couldn't get me off the dance floor for love nor money. So what has changed since then. I am eager to find out, but how do you explain that one to the doc??
I am one of these people that doesn't need a drink to dance either, which by the way probably used to really pee on my friends fireworks. It's like this inbuilt thing inside of me, that just says "there is a beat, now dance monkey girl, dance!" (if you have ever seen that episode of two pint's of larger and a packet of crisps, you know where that adjusted line comes from!).
I am not the best dancer in the world, but I don't think I am half bad either. I even contemplated doing a hip hop class with my close friend (and almost family, legally, when I get married, but pretty much can call my sis-in-law... hello - you know who you are!) but then I fell pregnant with my son. We both love all those dance movies, and have watched a few together (we also both have a major love for stationery, shhhhh don't tell anyone!). I love watching music vids that have dance involved, it can stop me in my tracks of making a cuppa just to see how they move. Gotta love it, and I do!
Dance promotes happiness for me, I love it, its good for the soul, and stirs up that feel good factor when you need it the most and when you don't need it, you do it anyway. Test yourself, next time you feel remotely down, stick a tune on and dance to it. You can't beat the freedom of dance, it's so expressive, and then, hopefully, but the time that tune has hit it's last note you will feel like your day can carry on, on a much happier vibe. Go on give it a go...lord knows if you don't do it for you, do it for me, who can't even get as far as half way through the tune without the mummy pain creeping back in!!
Big smiles, lot's of laughs and plenty of dance.... go on, treat yourself. :)
Sunday, 19 September 2010
And manners cost...........?
Well, I have been meaning to write this post for ages, and keep sidetracking to doing something non-writing related. However there are two people at the moment that spur me on (without even realising it) to keep going with my blog, and try not to put it to one side completely. These people are Ellie and Madameduck . Thank you.
There you go, guess what, that actually cost me not a penny (or cent, dime etc) to say that.
I don't know if anyone else feels like this (and this may be more frequently occurring in England than anywhere else) today's peeps are becoming more and more impolite. I walk through town, and I can either be with my son in his pushchair (not literally you understand, we wouldn't both fit!) or just with my Mum if the little chap is being looked after and I have to keep moving out the way, because I will get so many people that won't at least have the common courtesy to side step a little. Now I am not saying they should "move out my way" otherwise blatantly I would be considered as rude as them.
What I mean is, the gentle drift you do past each other to give each other the space to walk or even that kind of side step dance from one way to another that you do with someone, who doesn't just walk around in their own bubble. Because I tell you what, this makes both of us smile (or even laugh) and also thank the heavens no doubt, that there are other polite human beings on the planet.
The other thing that would be fantastically acceptable is at least to acknowledge the very notion that I have moved out the way for them, you know the sort of thing I mean, a smile, a nod of the head, or even a thank you.
So many times I have thought to myself, what would happen if I didn't move out the way completely for them? Well let me tell you, I have experimented this, and the person in question has just whacked into me, and then carried on in their own bubble, no sorry or anything. I have also had it where I have moved out of the way and they have still bumped into me without even a sorry. I cannot do this, if ever I have bumped into someone by accident, I have had to say sorry as this is my fault. However I am now increasingly finding myself saying sorry to people that have bumped into me.
When we are growing up, surely we are being taught right from wrong and manners maketh the man so to speak, or are we not anymore? I know that my husband-to-be and I are very much trying instill some manners in our little dude as early as poss (it's a task I can tell you!). Perhaps some people are taught this but then forget their manners along the way? Who knows, but the above I have described is an example, and if I carry on with any more examples I may just wind myself up, or sound like I am a complete moaning fool.
Suffice to say, the point I am getting across is that manners surely cost nothing at all, and yet when I come across someone that does have manners, it makes my day so very much better. This is merely an observation of mine, but does anyone else ever come across this also, feel free to give examples too, as this could be quite a topic for discussion (either that or a complete offload, whichever I do not mind!).
Thank you for taking the time to read, and passing the message on. (see that did not cost me a penny either, so easy!).
:)
There you go, guess what, that actually cost me not a penny (or cent, dime etc) to say that.
I don't know if anyone else feels like this (and this may be more frequently occurring in England than anywhere else) today's peeps are becoming more and more impolite. I walk through town, and I can either be with my son in his pushchair (not literally you understand, we wouldn't both fit!) or just with my Mum if the little chap is being looked after and I have to keep moving out the way, because I will get so many people that won't at least have the common courtesy to side step a little. Now I am not saying they should "move out my way" otherwise blatantly I would be considered as rude as them.
What I mean is, the gentle drift you do past each other to give each other the space to walk or even that kind of side step dance from one way to another that you do with someone, who doesn't just walk around in their own bubble. Because I tell you what, this makes both of us smile (or even laugh) and also thank the heavens no doubt, that there are other polite human beings on the planet.
The other thing that would be fantastically acceptable is at least to acknowledge the very notion that I have moved out the way for them, you know the sort of thing I mean, a smile, a nod of the head, or even a thank you.
So many times I have thought to myself, what would happen if I didn't move out the way completely for them? Well let me tell you, I have experimented this, and the person in question has just whacked into me, and then carried on in their own bubble, no sorry or anything. I have also had it where I have moved out of the way and they have still bumped into me without even a sorry. I cannot do this, if ever I have bumped into someone by accident, I have had to say sorry as this is my fault. However I am now increasingly finding myself saying sorry to people that have bumped into me.
When we are growing up, surely we are being taught right from wrong and manners maketh the man so to speak, or are we not anymore? I know that my husband-to-be and I are very much trying instill some manners in our little dude as early as poss (it's a task I can tell you!). Perhaps some people are taught this but then forget their manners along the way? Who knows, but the above I have described is an example, and if I carry on with any more examples I may just wind myself up, or sound like I am a complete moaning fool.
Suffice to say, the point I am getting across is that manners surely cost nothing at all, and yet when I come across someone that does have manners, it makes my day so very much better. This is merely an observation of mine, but does anyone else ever come across this also, feel free to give examples too, as this could be quite a topic for discussion (either that or a complete offload, whichever I do not mind!).
Thank you for taking the time to read, and passing the message on. (see that did not cost me a penny either, so easy!).
:)
Tuesday, 7 September 2010
Blog Awards! :)
Well hello peeps! I have just set aside a little time to do my blog awards. I am exceedingly tired but I must do these! I tuned into the blogs that I normally read and or check whats happening in their world, only to find that I have been included in these awards. I am very much appreciative of these awards and I thank you kindly for your comments! So a big thanks goes to Madameduck and also Ellie . Thank you so very much for your awards and the lovely comments you have made. I also feel I should thank anyone that reads and recommends my blog through the powers of said internet.
Now until recently, I only had a certain number of blogs that I follow, so I am afraid that the numbers of people to dish out awards to will be somewhat smaller than 15, for sure. However I am adding a little section at the bottom of this to reccomend the new ones that I have started following in the last few days because as far as I can see, they are well worth a read and follow!
So here goes.........
The Rules for The Versatile Blogger Award:
Thank and link back to the person that gave you the award.
Share seven things about yourself.
Pass the award to fifteen bloggers that you think deserve it.
Lastly, contact all of the bloggers that you’ve picked for the award.
One Lovely Blog Award Rules:
Accept the award, post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award and his or her blog link.
Pass the award to 15 other blogs that you’ve newly discovered.
Remember to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award.
Here are the seven things about myself:
I live in West Sussex in England.
I am a mum of one little fella.
I am engaged to a man that I love with all my heart.
I positively love doing art of all sorts including crafts, I am about all things creative.
I have done an accounting course, although on hold now for mummy hood, and am up to part qualified accounting technician status.
I love cooking, but am better at doing savoury dishes ;)
I love the cat family, big, small, lions, domestic etc you get the drift. How powerful and goose bumpy is a lions roar!!
Now if it had had to be 8 things about yourself then I would have added that I am a true libran and have so much trouble on making decisions!!
Okee people tis time for the awards now so dah dah dah dah dah dah daaaaaahhhhhh......
1 - Madameduck - this goes to you for having what I consider the most addictive writing style to read - when I do get a chance to log on, I am always hoping you have done a new post!
2 - Ellie - well apart from nearly being related (when I tie said knot!) you are amazing and an addictive read. I hope that you will be able to post more so I can read more :)
3 - Bloggety blog - you are my bestest friend, but I have to say that you are also a wonderful poet. I also love your posts about stationery (yes we are addicts together!) and the general everydayness that is you.
4 - The Whimsical Quill - yeah your my mummy, but you also get awarded because you inspire me to write, and guide me whilst I do it. You are a wonderful poet and an addictive read.
5 - The Gartner Gazette - young and yet so talented, you really are above your years in writing and because you are a good writer, you also manage to pass on the need to write, its contagious! All inspiring.
Now to the mentions. These are blogs that I have recently started following in the last few days, that I would like to recommend.
6 - Fiction Groupie
7 - Coffey. Tea. And Literary.
8 - Just your average crazy writer
9 - Presented in Cinemascope!
10 - Ramblings of a Drifting Mind
11 - The Writing Room
These need a mention even though no award as yet (although next time the awards come round will be entirely possible!). This is because I have started reading these, and think they are good, hence why I am now following. So once I have given myself more time to read more of these blogs and possibly even comment you can totally include yourself in these awards no doubt :)
Well looky herey, I have completely my Blog awards. I know its only 2.30pm, but very tired > Can I go to sleep now...... :)
Now until recently, I only had a certain number of blogs that I follow, so I am afraid that the numbers of people to dish out awards to will be somewhat smaller than 15, for sure. However I am adding a little section at the bottom of this to reccomend the new ones that I have started following in the last few days because as far as I can see, they are well worth a read and follow!
So here goes.........
The Rules for The Versatile Blogger Award:
Thank and link back to the person that gave you the award.
Share seven things about yourself.
Pass the award to fifteen bloggers that you think deserve it.
Lastly, contact all of the bloggers that you’ve picked for the award.
One Lovely Blog Award Rules:
Accept the award, post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award and his or her blog link.
Pass the award to 15 other blogs that you’ve newly discovered.
Remember to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award.
Here are the seven things about myself:
I live in West Sussex in England.
I am a mum of one little fella.
I am engaged to a man that I love with all my heart.
I positively love doing art of all sorts including crafts, I am about all things creative.
I have done an accounting course, although on hold now for mummy hood, and am up to part qualified accounting technician status.
I love cooking, but am better at doing savoury dishes ;)
I love the cat family, big, small, lions, domestic etc you get the drift. How powerful and goose bumpy is a lions roar!!
Now if it had had to be 8 things about yourself then I would have added that I am a true libran and have so much trouble on making decisions!!
Okee people tis time for the awards now so dah dah dah dah dah dah daaaaaahhhhhh......
1 - Madameduck - this goes to you for having what I consider the most addictive writing style to read - when I do get a chance to log on, I am always hoping you have done a new post!
2 - Ellie - well apart from nearly being related (when I tie said knot!) you are amazing and an addictive read. I hope that you will be able to post more so I can read more :)
3 - Bloggety blog - you are my bestest friend, but I have to say that you are also a wonderful poet. I also love your posts about stationery (yes we are addicts together!) and the general everydayness that is you.
4 - The Whimsical Quill - yeah your my mummy, but you also get awarded because you inspire me to write, and guide me whilst I do it. You are a wonderful poet and an addictive read.
5 - The Gartner Gazette - young and yet so talented, you really are above your years in writing and because you are a good writer, you also manage to pass on the need to write, its contagious! All inspiring.
Now to the mentions. These are blogs that I have recently started following in the last few days, that I would like to recommend.
6 - Fiction Groupie
7 - Coffey. Tea. And Literary.
8 - Just your average crazy writer
9 - Presented in Cinemascope!
10 - Ramblings of a Drifting Mind
11 - The Writing Room
These need a mention even though no award as yet (although next time the awards come round will be entirely possible!). This is because I have started reading these, and think they are good, hence why I am now following. So once I have given myself more time to read more of these blogs and possibly even comment you can totally include yourself in these awards no doubt :)
Well looky herey, I have completely my Blog awards. I know its only 2.30pm, but very tired > Can I go to sleep now...... :)
Sunday, 22 August 2010
Mum's the word.... Part 1
Yep, just a random post about mummydom (I know that can't really be a word!).
Since I became a mum, my life as I knew it kinda finished. No more freedom to pop out just on a whim, no more car that I loved (my classic mini), my man and I not having to work everything around 1 tiny human being.
So much both my fiancee and I have literally given up for this little chap. Yes, sometimes I really miss being me, and I can be tearing my hair out because of the little dude, however I would not send him back from whence he came, for anything. Being a mum has inspired me to achieve different sorts of goals. Smaller more, within my grasps goals. Which in turn, when I get to do these things, gives me a much higher satisfaction when I do finish them.
I wont bore you with all the ins and outs of how our lives have changed so much, Ne, this post is sort of a log, of the cuter more bizarre moments that we share with our son.
Our little chap has been exceedingly clingy of late, in one sense this is frustrating, as it is difficult to get on with whatever else it is that is needing to be done, but in the other sense, it is actually quite endearing. His whole world depends on you doing things for him, and being with him. He loves companionship which is fab, he is a sociable sort, even if at first he is shy with a new person, he soon realises that all is ok and then starts chatting away all gobbledygook (or as my mum and I like to think, speaking in tongues!).
The most cutest action that our son has had for the last week, is, after he has got out of the bath (he loves his baths and stays in for quite a while!), whilst I am getting him all nappied and JimJamed up, he reviews and assesses his hands and feet. This is because it started with him looking at his prune like fingers and frowning. I proceeded to say to him "the bottoms of your feet do that too". Well he found this very novel, comparing the two, hand and foot, and saying "ooohhhh". I explained to him that when we are in the bath for any length of time, the softer parts of our body (namely palms of hands and soles of feet) ,tend to go, now how did I put it, oh yeah "all crinkly". he loves this now, he actually understood me, as he generally only looks at his hands and feet in that way, after he has had a bath. I love it, and I love him.
Now im sure there are, by far, lots of cute and insane things our little dude does, but I will not generate them on this first post. However, if anyone would like to share cute moments, that inspire you to grow a heartwarming smile on your face, then please do share. Now you don't have to be a parent to share these moments, you could be any member of family or friend of the little cute button, or you could have just been passing them in the street and thought what they said or did was extremely adorable. Please do share.
Signing off with a smile. :)
Since I became a mum, my life as I knew it kinda finished. No more freedom to pop out just on a whim, no more car that I loved (my classic mini), my man and I not having to work everything around 1 tiny human being.
So much both my fiancee and I have literally given up for this little chap. Yes, sometimes I really miss being me, and I can be tearing my hair out because of the little dude, however I would not send him back from whence he came, for anything. Being a mum has inspired me to achieve different sorts of goals. Smaller more, within my grasps goals. Which in turn, when I get to do these things, gives me a much higher satisfaction when I do finish them.
I wont bore you with all the ins and outs of how our lives have changed so much, Ne, this post is sort of a log, of the cuter more bizarre moments that we share with our son.
Our little chap has been exceedingly clingy of late, in one sense this is frustrating, as it is difficult to get on with whatever else it is that is needing to be done, but in the other sense, it is actually quite endearing. His whole world depends on you doing things for him, and being with him. He loves companionship which is fab, he is a sociable sort, even if at first he is shy with a new person, he soon realises that all is ok and then starts chatting away all gobbledygook (or as my mum and I like to think, speaking in tongues!).
The most cutest action that our son has had for the last week, is, after he has got out of the bath (he loves his baths and stays in for quite a while!), whilst I am getting him all nappied and JimJamed up, he reviews and assesses his hands and feet. This is because it started with him looking at his prune like fingers and frowning. I proceeded to say to him "the bottoms of your feet do that too". Well he found this very novel, comparing the two, hand and foot, and saying "ooohhhh". I explained to him that when we are in the bath for any length of time, the softer parts of our body (namely palms of hands and soles of feet) ,tend to go, now how did I put it, oh yeah "all crinkly". he loves this now, he actually understood me, as he generally only looks at his hands and feet in that way, after he has had a bath. I love it, and I love him.
Now im sure there are, by far, lots of cute and insane things our little dude does, but I will not generate them on this first post. However, if anyone would like to share cute moments, that inspire you to grow a heartwarming smile on your face, then please do share. Now you don't have to be a parent to share these moments, you could be any member of family or friend of the little cute button, or you could have just been passing them in the street and thought what they said or did was extremely adorable. Please do share.
Signing off with a smile. :)
Wednesday, 18 August 2010
Can we really blame it on the weather?
Can we really blame most things on the weather?
Well, I often hear myself saying, I've got a headache, might be the weather. I am feeling gloomy / lethargic / vague / down / unenthusiastic etc etc might be the weather.
I hear a lot of people use this sentence too, so I know its not just me. I wonder how many of us walk around blaming the weather for our current mood, tiredness or health?
Now, weather has been around since time began, and guess what, I bet your bottom dollar that since we began we have been blaming things on the weather. Weather is the most natural thing on the planet (pardon the obviousness and pun), but is there some truth in this?
A great percentage of people in the world suffer from SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) so there must be some truth in it surely. I sometimes think to myself, am I blaming the weather because there are things in my life that I would love to change but can't. The weather cannot speak up for itself, so is that the reason why I may use it as an excuse rather than finding a more decent reason? Who knows, I, and no doubt a lot of other people will still carry on blaming the weather.
Is it because we are more in tune with the planet than we give ourselves credit for, does our natural, way back when instincts take over at certain points during our time and so that is why we blame the weather, because it really is true. I would like to think so. I like the idea of being in tune more with the natural free me (even if it is only a bit of escapism!). We work against ourselves as human beings, because no doubt many many moons ago, when it used to get darker earlier at certain points during the year, we did our hunting (or working as we call it now) at different times of the day, appropriate to when it was safe to do so. Now we go against the grain by working the same hours (or shifts) day in day out all year round. But should we? My Mother and I quite regularly have this conversation, and by the end of it, we never have come up with a reasonable conclusion.
What do many other people think, I would be interested to find out, please do post even if it's the smallest remark. All comments welcome :)
Signing off with a yawn and a smile :0 :)
Well, I often hear myself saying, I've got a headache, might be the weather. I am feeling gloomy / lethargic / vague / down / unenthusiastic etc etc might be the weather.
I hear a lot of people use this sentence too, so I know its not just me. I wonder how many of us walk around blaming the weather for our current mood, tiredness or health?
Now, weather has been around since time began, and guess what, I bet your bottom dollar that since we began we have been blaming things on the weather. Weather is the most natural thing on the planet (pardon the obviousness and pun), but is there some truth in this?
A great percentage of people in the world suffer from SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) so there must be some truth in it surely. I sometimes think to myself, am I blaming the weather because there are things in my life that I would love to change but can't. The weather cannot speak up for itself, so is that the reason why I may use it as an excuse rather than finding a more decent reason? Who knows, I, and no doubt a lot of other people will still carry on blaming the weather.
Is it because we are more in tune with the planet than we give ourselves credit for, does our natural, way back when instincts take over at certain points during our time and so that is why we blame the weather, because it really is true. I would like to think so. I like the idea of being in tune more with the natural free me (even if it is only a bit of escapism!). We work against ourselves as human beings, because no doubt many many moons ago, when it used to get darker earlier at certain points during the year, we did our hunting (or working as we call it now) at different times of the day, appropriate to when it was safe to do so. Now we go against the grain by working the same hours (or shifts) day in day out all year round. But should we? My Mother and I quite regularly have this conversation, and by the end of it, we never have come up with a reasonable conclusion.
What do many other people think, I would be interested to find out, please do post even if it's the smallest remark. All comments welcome :)
Signing off with a yawn and a smile :0 :)
Sunday, 15 August 2010
Could of been more pacific...... hmmmmm
So this is an exceedingly quickish post! As with me, these posts always start off with being a quick post and then I rabbit on so much that it ends up looking like an essay which did not fulfill their word criteria. Yep, I was the kid at school that could never quite summarise, and ended up having an essay that was 100 words or more too long! (see what I mean!)
So this post is to see if people can continue the banter on how other people write things or indeed say things.
My annoyance is not necessarily with that person, but with their teacher who could not have got it across enough, to state the correct way to say (or indeed write) these two very simple things.
Could of........ ahem excuse me... shouldn't that be could have. So many times I do actually have to correct myself on this one, but I feel oh so much better when I do, because I remember what I had been taught. My understanding of this word 'of'', is to introduce or indicate or explain an action or subject. For instance 'The Duke of York'. The word 'have' to me can be varied depending on when it happened, have, had, has. I could have been more.... (past context), for example. It has been a lovely day (present context) and so on and so fourth ( I hope you get what I am trying to express here!). Please feel free to add to this argument as it has been a while since I did english. I do not express this from a higher level, just merely what a bug bear it is sometimes!
Could have been more pacific.... ahem excuse me..... so you are saying you could have been more ocean? I think the word you may be looking for is specific. Do I need to elaborate on this more, or less do we think?
So this short blog is to get people chatting on what they may find as a tad annoying, when a teacher has not done their job properly, or indeed has not been given the time to do their job properly. Please feel to put your two bit worth in.
Also do feel free to correct me, as constructive critism can be so very helpful to someone who has not done this sort of thing in a long time!
Many Thanks for your time. :)
So this post is to see if people can continue the banter on how other people write things or indeed say things.
My annoyance is not necessarily with that person, but with their teacher who could not have got it across enough, to state the correct way to say (or indeed write) these two very simple things.
Could of........ ahem excuse me... shouldn't that be could have. So many times I do actually have to correct myself on this one, but I feel oh so much better when I do, because I remember what I had been taught. My understanding of this word 'of'', is to introduce or indicate or explain an action or subject. For instance 'The Duke of York'. The word 'have' to me can be varied depending on when it happened, have, had, has. I could have been more.... (past context), for example. It has been a lovely day (present context) and so on and so fourth ( I hope you get what I am trying to express here!). Please feel free to add to this argument as it has been a while since I did english. I do not express this from a higher level, just merely what a bug bear it is sometimes!
Could have been more pacific.... ahem excuse me..... so you are saying you could have been more ocean? I think the word you may be looking for is specific. Do I need to elaborate on this more, or less do we think?
So this short blog is to get people chatting on what they may find as a tad annoying, when a teacher has not done their job properly, or indeed has not been given the time to do their job properly. Please feel to put your two bit worth in.
Also do feel free to correct me, as constructive critism can be so very helpful to someone who has not done this sort of thing in a long time!
Many Thanks for your time. :)
Friday, 13 August 2010
Why do it to the hover fly?
As a kid, I loved witnessing the hover fly, hovering (as it does) over a many varied plant, flower and such like. I would wait to see, if I put my finger or hand close enough, if it would land on me. When one did, I tell you, as a kid, it was one of the best feelings in the world, because, to me, it was like that little yellow and black stripey entitity trusted me enough to land on me.
Of course, being a young one at the time, there was the odd occasion when I got a hover fly mixed up with what was actually a wasp, which at that age, would scare me a tad. It would be a gasp, and then run!!
Now every year, although I am now nearing my 30's, I still get that little excited twinge when I start seeing the odd hover fly appear and the all of a sudden there are masses of them, all doing their hover thing that they do best (name very appropriate if you ask me!).
This year, I get the happy smile on my face, a hover fly landed on my hand without me even noticing (he must trust me lots!) and without me even asking with my hand or finger. Bliss. I actually feel slightly appreciated. However, this year we notice far more of an influx of wasps (please note, I am trying not to think about if the wasps have created a nest in our loft, ahhhhh!). This year the wasp (mainly of the german kind) have actually ruined things that I do on a day to day basis (well some daily, others not so much). Having a quiet cuppa outside - wasp buzzing round my head and face and bottom of the trouser leg ( now thats scary), hanging the washing out on the line, taking the recycling to the recylcing bin outside our fence, doing the maintenance on my car ( one actually managed to have a good old try at zapping me, and almost won, and it hurt). Opening the windows in our house to get the air through. And one of my favourite past-times of just witnessing the hover fly amongst all the other creatures in the garden, doing their thing.
The common wasp, and I have to say I have actually never seen this ever in my lifetime before, are murderous to our little friends the hover fly. They literally swoop in on the poor unsuspecting hover fly, and sting him until he is stunned, and then proceed to pull apart (disect if you will), this little chap that has never been a threat to anyone. I have bore witness to this with my own eyes, and I don't like it. I will not go into further detail as to how they do this, as do not want people to feel queasy reading this, surfice to say, it is not pleasant.
So I am hoping that these wasps are certainly not as much "in force" next year, because I want my summer to be a normal summer where I can hang my washing on the line and so on and so fourth.
I also would like to witness those litte hover flies, flying (or hover if you will), back to how it used to be, because lets face it, the wasps are meanies and muderers in my book - c'mon - why do it to the hover fly?
Signing out with a smile :)
Of course, being a young one at the time, there was the odd occasion when I got a hover fly mixed up with what was actually a wasp, which at that age, would scare me a tad. It would be a gasp, and then run!!
Now every year, although I am now nearing my 30's, I still get that little excited twinge when I start seeing the odd hover fly appear and the all of a sudden there are masses of them, all doing their hover thing that they do best (name very appropriate if you ask me!).
This year, I get the happy smile on my face, a hover fly landed on my hand without me even noticing (he must trust me lots!) and without me even asking with my hand or finger. Bliss. I actually feel slightly appreciated. However, this year we notice far more of an influx of wasps (please note, I am trying not to think about if the wasps have created a nest in our loft, ahhhhh!). This year the wasp (mainly of the german kind) have actually ruined things that I do on a day to day basis (well some daily, others not so much). Having a quiet cuppa outside - wasp buzzing round my head and face and bottom of the trouser leg ( now thats scary), hanging the washing out on the line, taking the recycling to the recylcing bin outside our fence, doing the maintenance on my car ( one actually managed to have a good old try at zapping me, and almost won, and it hurt). Opening the windows in our house to get the air through. And one of my favourite past-times of just witnessing the hover fly amongst all the other creatures in the garden, doing their thing.
The common wasp, and I have to say I have actually never seen this ever in my lifetime before, are murderous to our little friends the hover fly. They literally swoop in on the poor unsuspecting hover fly, and sting him until he is stunned, and then proceed to pull apart (disect if you will), this little chap that has never been a threat to anyone. I have bore witness to this with my own eyes, and I don't like it. I will not go into further detail as to how they do this, as do not want people to feel queasy reading this, surfice to say, it is not pleasant.
So I am hoping that these wasps are certainly not as much "in force" next year, because I want my summer to be a normal summer where I can hang my washing on the line and so on and so fourth.
I also would like to witness those litte hover flies, flying (or hover if you will), back to how it used to be, because lets face it, the wasps are meanies and muderers in my book - c'mon - why do it to the hover fly?
Signing out with a smile :)
Tuesday, 10 August 2010
added new poems
Just a quick note to say check out my poems on my little ditti's page (as I have added more!), and feel free to leave a comment on this post if you feel they weren't good enough or whatever! :)
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