When I laugh, sometimes I can’t stop. I literally cry with laughter. Last night was one of those occasions.
I run weekly mindfulness workshops, these may not appear to be places where one cries with laughter often but in my sessions this does seem to happen quite frequently.
It’s a lovely group who have bonded over the last couple of years and one of last night’s activities was to draw stick person of yourself and then pass it around the group so other members can add to it qualities / things about you that have been missed.
Saying that the resulting image of oneself that was returned to the person who originally drew it was
funny is an understatement, hilarious is still being reserved, tears were running down my face from laughter for possibly the next twenty minutes.
Teresa May should have listen to the old wise proverb, “If it isn’t broke don’t fix it. ”
Her party wasn’t doing too bad considering the difficult circumstances, Brexit, terrism etc. And now she has ended up in a weaker situation forced to be allies with a group called the DUP, which I and many others have never heard of. Albeit I know little about politics.
I feel a part of the Conservative losses today were down to social media. In today’s society, it can make or break things. For example it can make a number one hit song. ..and as shown today virtually break a government.
It’s a strange but fascinating world we now live in…..
There is something very special about evening garden parties with a fire pit. I love them, last night I went one such event.
Smoke, wine, warm evening air, good company, vegan nibbles. ..more smoke, wine……a perfect evening ☺
Look carefully at what you are you are saying you are going to on Facebook before marking ,”going ”
I was recently asked to attend gay pride to help give out leaflets for a wonderful new mental health charity I am going to be part of. I can only help on the Sunday, so I thought, “let’s check out what acts will be performing on the Sunday I will be going to . ” I was on Facebook at the time and I know there is a Facebook page for gay pride. The event popped up, so I marked myself down as attending. ..wow the numbers looked low for this year. …only 11 people attending. It’s normally thousands of people.
I showed David the low numbers, “you have said that you are attending a sperm donation session. ” He laughed. ….
It’s been raining a lot recently. ..heavy showers. Wonderful late spring very heavy rain . The weather programmes have assured us that we really need it though.
Lesson learned, don’t put your umbrella in the boot esp in a bag full of useful stuff for just in case !
Yesterday, I woke with a headache. The large glass of wine the night before didn’t help.
The headache didn’t shift all day, despite regular painkillers. It was late in the afternoon I knew why, the sky blackened and the heavens opened. It’s odd but I seem to be able to predict bad weather like storms with an inbuilt headache indicator!
Our local park, is one of the noisiest parks in the world. …or it certainly feels like it.
Itsa small nature reserve that has been taken over by geese. When they start crying out to each other,….well just wow
At the moment there are a mating couple with 16 goslings wandering around, the cutest picture. Both adults proudly protecting their offspring.
The other day, I saw a goose that seemed a little off colour, no injuries but wobbling when it walked. ..a thought. Where do geese go to die?
For many many years, I have cut my own
fringe. Closed one eye…snip , closed the other eye. .snip. But the rest of my hair was out of bounds. …until now! 6 months ago, my daughter trimmed my hair way too short. To my horror I liked this new short hair cut.
That’s the thing with hair…..it grows back . So , whilst sitting in the car, I found in the glove compartment scissors, my hair being in plaits at the time, I though why not just snip the ends. ….What’s the worse that can happen? So I did, no one of yet has said…What’s happened to your hair? I like the not perfect look anyway 😉
I often travel back from work quite late in the evening, in my opinion the radio stations seem to play all the worst songs between 11pm and midnight.
I have switch from station to station to find a tiny crumb of something that entertains me in this dead hour. ..
When tuning my radio months ago,
my son put smooth radio as one of the options on the keypad. ..as a joke. I will never ever ever listen to that station I declared loudly!
Last night out of desperation, I succumbed and pushed the button. ..love songs from the 80s and 90s filled the car. I gave in and sang my heart out all the way home
My youngest son has a steady girlfriend, last night she was at my eldest daughters spoken word charity event and art exhibition she organised.
At the weekend she was watching my partner perform in his band at a gig.
Tomorrow night she will be attending another one of the spoken word and music events I run (she was at one last week )
I am sure my youngest daughter has shown her the poems she has written and art she has drawn
And as for her partner /my son he is part of a drama company called” endeavour ” that have done amazing plays. ..Although he hasn’t done anything recently but hopefully will start again soon.
I am not sure where all this creativity has come from…I really haven’t a clue. But welcome to my family Naomi