Unless of course you believe it was warped all along. 😀
Before I begin, allow me to give you a little background to how I have come to the realisation that my humour has warped beyond repair:
I love garage sales. I have found some wonderful things at them. Thankfully, I don’t attend too many as the wallet cannot stand it. However when I do go, I almost certainly come home with treasures unimaginable (well the Garden Gnome finds it hard to imagine what I see in some things). So, several months ago there was a deceased estate garage sale advertised around the corner from my home.
It was due to begin at 7am but when I arrived just before that time, the cars were parked down the road and people had already come in and had piles of things put away for purchase. One person had backed their car up the driveway and filled it to the roof already with furniture and bric-a-brac. To say I was disappointed as I watched a chair that I would most definitely have purchased being packed into this car was a bit of an understatement. Continue reading
I had a whole post typed out and just about to hit the publish button and I changed my mind. Woman’s prerogative and all that. 😀
Being so close to Christmas my days are filled with cleaning (we are going to have a full house) and planning. The bulk of the gifts are wrapped and under the tree. Thank goodness I have a Teen who loves this job each year. She boasted that she should find a job doing this professionally but I think she still has to learn a bit about only cutting enough paper for what you need and not using too much tape. 😉 Thankfully I picked up paper earlier in the season so had more than enough. (Blessing #1) Continue reading
There is too much heaviness in the world right now and so here is my effort to lighten the mood.
As I sit listening to the Pandora Christmas station, I was inspired by Cybele to play around in photoshop once again. I haven’t done this in quite some time but it is always a fun exercise. Continue reading
Yesterday morning the Teen turned on the television and sat glued to it. Nothing strange about that in itself but this time she wasn’t watching Dance Moms or Channel V.
No. What was playing out was a real-time, real life situation in the heart of Sydney.
A place we visited not more than a few months ago.
In the midst of preparing my juices for the day, I wandered over to the TV to have a look. At that time they showed an image of two woman hostages with their faces pressed against the window of the Lindt store. The fear on their faces made me cry.
I had to walk away. Continue reading
Yesterday I had a conversation with the First Born.
Earlier this year, she and one of my nieces were having a chat at the wedding of another niece and the topic got around to Christmas.
The girls began discussing the family Christmas get togethers at Grandma and Grandad’s home when they were little and how much they missed it now that my parents have moved away. It was then that my First Born had a brainwave “Why don’t we have Christmas at Mum’s place this year”? Fortified by a glass of wine, my niece smiled sweetly at me and said “What a great idea” whilst her eyes dared me to say anything to the contrary.
I agreed as long as the girls worked it all out between themselves. Up until last week nothing had been agreed upon apart from the fact that it was to be at our place. lol Continue reading
It’s hard to escape the fact that Christmas is almost upon us. It is screamed from television, radio, social media and almost any other news or information source.
Over the past couple of days I’ve been searching out my Christmas music. My family don’t share my passion for Christmas music unfortunately so the playing of it is largely restricted to my computer, iPad or the stereo when I am here on my own.
In the past week I have found some wonderful examples of beautiful music that I wish to share with you. Continue reading
Karen Beth at her blog “Finding the Grace Within” has a weekly Tuesday at Ten writing prompt. I have participated in this once or twice in the past but this morning as I read the prompt (yes ladies and gents I have fallen behind in my reading once again) I was reminded of a conversation I had with the First Born the other afternoon. The prompt this week is “Patience”. Continue reading