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This is where I write my thoughts, feelings and my daily trials, tribulations and happy things
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| "Blogging Circle of Friends " DAY 3542 July 4, 2024 Use these words in your entry today: red, white, blue, popularity, stars, opinions, and controversy I try not to offer my opinions on anything serious or personal, after all what does my opinion matter? I suppose they matter to me and I keep them to myself. I steer away from controversy these days. It takes too much energy to argue with anyone and I need all the energy I have at the moment. I prefer to go out at night and sit on the park bench across the road from my house and look up at the stars. I find by doing that things get put into perspective. After all what does it matter? By ‘it’ I mean almost everything. Things always have a way of working themselves out without tying yourselves into knots. It’s impossible to avoid all the political news coming out of America and the mess of the Great Debate. It made me wonder why that out of the 333 million people who live in America Biden and Trump are the best there are. It seems as if Trump has the popularity vote but maybe Biden may surprise everyone by just winning by a small margin. Anyway good luck to all and best wishes on your Day of Independence and I’m waving a virtual flag of red while and blue. |
| Blogging Circle of Friends " DAY 3540 July 2, 2024 How do you feel about fireworks? Should they be available to everyone or only professionals I am ambivalent about fireworks now. But when I was a kid in England we had firework night on the fifth of November. This commemorated the night that Guy Fawkes tried to blow up the Houses of Parliament . They were freely available to purchase and we’d save all our pocket money to get as many as we could. If you had enough you could buy a selection box of fireworks. My grandma would make bonfire toffee which would just about break your teeth! For months we’d collect stuff to burn to make the biggest bonfire ever seen, in our gardens. We’d make an effigy of Guy Fawkes and wheel him around in an old pram, asking people to give us money to buy fireworks. “Penny for the Guy!” we’d shout out. The best spot was outside the pub when the men would come out a bit worse for wear. The weather was usually frosty and we couldn’t wait for it to go dark so we could light the bonfire, then Dad would set off the fireworks. There’d be rockets flying high into the night sky and lots of Ooh’s and Ahh’s from everyone as the Catherine Wheels spun around madly and the Penny bangers made everyone jump in fright when some naughty child would drop one behind an unexpecting Granny! This was the highlight of my year. Rules are such now that fireworks aren’t available to buy, well certainly not in Australia. The City usually puts on a massive display on New Years Eve, costing millions of dollars. Watching them now does nothing for me and I just tend to think it’s a waste of money and so much could have been done with it. The smell of smoke in the air on a winter’s night still reminds me of Bonfire Night. It’s then the memories of my Grandma’s toffee, the excitement of the weeks leading up to it, the making of the Guy and watching him burn on top of the bonfire come flooding back. ‘ |
| f "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" DAY 3141--July 1, 2024 Prompt: “Mountains look big from the ground, but from eagle’s eyes, they’re stepping stones.” What is your take on this quote, and on the average, how do you notice and assess hardships? I suppose my way of looking at hardships is to face them head on and just hope things will get better. When we, my husband, three year old and myself arrived in Australia we knew no one. All our furniture and belongings were stuck on Liverpool docks for six months in the docker’s strike. We bought a house but had nothing to put in it while we waited for our stuff to arrive. People we met donated some essentials which was really fortunate as we had no money to buy much. I was six months pregnant by the time we eventually furnished the house. That time was hard. After the twins were born our washing machine broke and so were we. I washed towelling diapers in the bath, treading them as if I was treading grapes to make wine.😂 So hardships now don’t worry me, nothing could have been as hard as those years with no family to help me with the children. I hear people saying “Woe is me,” over the smallest hurdle and just tell them they’re young, strong and healthy and that’s all that matters. |
Blog City Prompt: Have fun with these words in your entry: settle, continental, try, slam, level, nest, and day. I feel as if I’m in need of a continental holiday. You know how it is when life becomes tedious, and you just can’t settle into your life as it is, and you are in desperate need of a change of scenery or just something which will put some sparkle back into your life? Try as I might to get my life back onto some level pegging, something happens and slams me back to earth. Perhaps instead of dreaming of travel I should settle back into my nest, rearrange a few feathers or straw and just call it a day. |
| Day 3537 June 28, 2024 “July is hollyhocks and hammocks, fireworks and vacations, hot and steamy weather, cool and refreshing swims, beach picnics, and vegetables all out of the garden.” ~ Jean Hershey. What's your favorite pleasure in July? When I was born, July was all those things mentioned in the prompt, because I arrived into the world in July1944 in the Northern Hemisphere. It was the long school holidays too and playing with my brothers and friends all day long. Games of cricket which lasted for what seemed too long as this child would be sent to retrieve cricket balls hit too hard into the neighbour’s garden. The evenings were long too the sun loathe to leave the sky, and at bedtime there was still daylight. But now July is in the middle of winter here in the southern hemisphere. People have Christmas in July parties simply so they can have dinner by the fire! My birthday falls on the nineteenth and it’s too cold to have any celebrations outside, so we usually go to the pub and have lunch and a hot toddy. So I’ve experienced both summer and winter birthdays but many more winter ones having left the UK at twenty eight years of age. But even so I remember my summer birthdays the best, especially the first ten. |
| "Blogging Circle of Friends " DAY 3536 June 27, 2024 Prompt: Olympics 2024 will feature four new events this year: skateboarding, sport climbing, surfing, and breaking. What do you know about these events? And do you think they will be the same class of athletes as traditional Olympic athletes are? Do we really need to expand the sport choices degree I’m not a sport enthusiast by any means but the Olympics gives me a reason to watch the various events. I actually loved watching the skateboarding last year. Those children, and yes they were just children, showed so much sportsmanship to each other, genuinely applauding and cheering on the competition. As for break dancing I love watching their performances and what they can do with their bodies. Oh, how I wish I could do a tiny bit of what they can accomplish. Allowing these types of sport in the Olympics gives those kids a chance. Those who perhaps couldn’t access the training and equipment needed for most other spirts. Breakdancing for instance needs no special expensive gear, just a willingness to train daily for hours. So they deserve a chance to show the world what they’ve achieved. Some of the events which have been an Olympics even forever are ones we rarely see. Horse events for instance. Or shooting. They’re always great to watch especially the horses but there’s room for new events and I’m looking forward to seeing them. |
| Blogging Circle of Friends " Prompt: Use these words in your entry today: rebel, determine, cancellation, staff, plagiarize, nest, explode, wake and domestic. Domestically things have changed dramatically in my house. Our daughter and husband have just sold their house and their arrangements for new accommodation have been cancelled. Their soon to be new nest, a rental while they decide on where to purchase their next home has suddenly become unavailable. I feel as if my house is about to explode as they’ve moved in to my tiny house with their luggage, their fridge and pantry contents and their tv programme choices. My husband and I have moved out of our bedroom and are in seperate rooms and I’m sitting on my bed writing this prompt while they watch some inane programming. Sometimes I feel like I’m going to rebel but contain myself knowing it’s temporary, I hope, fingers crossed. But I’m determined to be the bigger person and do what I can to help them until my patience runs out or I wake and find it was all a dream and I can now find things that have got lost or misplaced in the mayhem. I’m beginning to feel as if I’m part of the staffin this hotel! It’s a bit like when the kids were little and meals had to be provided three times a day and laundry done constantly. Daughter and her husband both work which is a blessing but I feel as if there should be a meal waiting for them at the end of their day. Does being a mother never end? As for the word plagiarise I can’t find a use for it in this sad tale of domestic disruption . |
| "Blogging Circle of Friends " DAY 3532 June 22, 2024 Have fun with these words: athletes, yellow, smart, ginger, spinach, work, schedule, and dynasty. When I saw the word athletes, it reminded me that we’ll be hearing it often over the coming weeks. Yes, the Olympics are here again. We’ll witness the best of the best in all sporting endeavours. Our Australian team will be looking smart in their yellow and green uniforms. Or as we call it, sporting the green and gold. I hope they’ve eaten all their spinach which is after all supposed to give them strength like Popeye the sailor man. We’re hoping our swimming team excel as that’s the sport we do the best in. After all their gruelling schedule and dedication to their sport some miss out by just a fraction of a second for the chance to represent their country. Often those athletes who have been excelling in their field of endeavour come from families who have been involved throughout their lives and have almost formed a dynasty of athletes. Anyhow I’ll be glued to the television drinking my favourite lemon and ginger tea, urging the Australian athletes on to victory. I realise of course each person from the country represented in the Olympics in Paris will be doing exactly the same. Although the Parisians will be drinking Champagne. The Americans? Well probably Coca Cola or a beer. I might be the odd one out sipping my ginger tea. The rest will be sculling a few tinnies of Lager and sharing a platter of shrimps from the barbie. Let’s all simply enjoy the spectacular of the Olympics from our armchairs. |
| "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" DAY 3131 June 21. 2024 Have fun with this prompt: On your birthday, you miraculously survive a deadly car crash without a scratch. Later that week, you watch a small scratch heal and disappear right before your eyes. Where did this new power come from and what will you do with it? Oh my! How I’d love this power. I do hope on my upcoming birthday though that I’m not in a deadly car crash! I’m the slowest of healers these days. I take steroids every day for Polymyalgia Rheumatca and the effect has been very thin skin. The slightest bruise takes ages to get better. I said to my husband only this morning I’d give anything to be pain free. Of course I’m not alone and there are far worse cases than mine. I try not to complain but sometimes a good moan works wonders😂 Anyway what would I do with a healing power? The question should be what wouldn’t I give for such a power? I’d probably be selfish and cure myself first and then I’d just wave my magic fingers for anyone who needed my curing power. |
| "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" Day 3130 June 20, 2024 Prompt: Today is the first day of the rest of your life. Write about this in your Blog entry today. The way I look at that prompt and attempt to take from it, is that when I looked at myself in the mirror this morning and sighed with dissatisfaction I realised this is the youngest I’ll ever be. Everyone goes on about my birthday in less than four weeks time when I’ll be eighty! I don’t want to be eighty and yet that’s being ungrateful. I can tell myself growing old is a privilege and it is! Yet there’s that dissatisfaction again. Actually I don’t mind it too much but it’s the aches and pains that detract from thoroughly enjoying the days. . So, today was the first day of the rest of my life? Of course it’s true, I know that, and yet it didn’t seem to be any different to yesterday and probably tomorrow. I do attempt to be more mindful as I’m reaching that milestone and attempt to go with the flow, not get anxious or frustrated as I may once have been. My husband and I usually have a laugh about something each day. We both have the same sense of humour and see the absurdity of life. Recently I’ve stopped worrying about money. I’m intent on simply enjoying our lives with what we have. There’s no way of accumulating any more anyway. So tomorrow will be the first day of the rest of my life. I’ll be one day older and hopefully one day wiser. |
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