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Yesterday's Nice Thing: Walking up Slemish
Slemish is absolutely beautiful. I wonder why it is that women are drawn to doing the following activities together.... walking, rowing, going to clubs, gigs... and I was just wondering what to men do together? Go for football matches? Drinking in pubs? Oh cycling, cos you know what, I nearly ran into a whole lot of them while driving. Are they AWARE of how ludicrous they look in their lycra? And their primary neon colours? Also why do men have to dress stupidly when they are together? When I was in the RSPB, admittedly this was 10 years ago, they would dress up in their combat camo and have their large telescopes and oilskins and look completely mad. I don't know, this uniform thing gets me.
Maybe they also do fishing together?
I suppose equipment + weird gear = men's groups?
No wonder they are in such a state.
I was talking to the boys yesterday about the Gilette ad and Oisin said, I think it is good. The ad is saying good things about how men should be, I don't see why people would object to it? Isn't it good that you aren't saying that 'boys will be boys'. The only thing I would say is controversial is that they are using it to make money... I said, what is wrong with that then? Then he drew a parallel to Pepsi's ad which backfired... At that moment I understood that I raised a good man.
Anyway, I don't see what the problem is - using its message to make money - that is what we do in a capitalist society - and money per se isn't bad.
We went up Slemish yesterday - my second time in the month, first time in the year!
Yesterday was also good
Write
Run
Knitted and completed the knitting
Cleaned house - including hoovering, such a huge win for me
Did lesson prep
Went walking up Slemish
Bought food for the week, in budget!
Came home, cooked
Dinner
Collapsed
What a fantastic weekend...
Taking a leaf from my book, which i told the kids, there is more that unites than divides us, I would also say, the great things in my life far outnumber the awful things.
And of course there are awful things, but to be honest, they aren't awful, just wee wrinkles in the fabric, and actually, I am starting to enjoy them ... the wrinkles.
This week it my mission to go dancing somewhere - unsure yet. And then on Sunday it is the birding group. I can't quite believe that we are looking at the end of January and that I have shown up every day on this to do this. It has been the best thing that has happened to me in terms of helping me get my things together. Peter also being away and leaving me to get on with sorting out the house has also been great. I have been able to get my routine in order and establish a pattern which can be hard if you have to dance around someone else.
Having a fridge full of food
Having a house which is clean
Having caught up with laundry
Listening to music on Sportify without ads
Having heat when I hit the boost button
Conversations with friends
Lessons planned
Beautiful sunsets and sunrises
Clean sheets
Running everyday
Cooking dinner for the boys
Watching Harry Potter for the 11th time with Ghin
Feeding the car
I don't know but these are the things which bring me joy. People can keep their mad holidays, and luxury goods, and all of the extreme things which they do - these are the things which create satisfaction. Things which nourish. Today I am adding drawing to the mix. I am going to start doing a bird at each session. I have two drawing sessions a week. I am not sure which bird I am going to start with... it might be a lapwing, my current favourite bird. Well, almost time for my run. When I go out, the birds are definitely starting to get ready to do their thang. I heard a song thrush and blackcap for the first time this year when I was down the Greenway yesterday and I saw a pair of blackbirds. Then I saw loads of smaller birds flying in and out of hedges - things are beginning to stir and move. Possibly the moon may have had something to do with it too.
Hey thank you universe... I did wonder what I may have given up? And I saw an article - I gave up my privilege. For THIS. Being just a nobody. But no one is a nobody if you are trying to live your truth - you are a nobody if you are living someone else's idea of what you should be. If that happens to coincide with your idea of yourself, then well and good. But if it isn't then it would be living a lie. And that can't be good.
Slemish is absolutely beautiful. I wonder why it is that women are drawn to doing the following activities together.... walking, rowing, going to clubs, gigs... and I was just wondering what to men do together? Go for football matches? Drinking in pubs? Oh cycling, cos you know what, I nearly ran into a whole lot of them while driving. Are they AWARE of how ludicrous they look in their lycra? And their primary neon colours? Also why do men have to dress stupidly when they are together? When I was in the RSPB, admittedly this was 10 years ago, they would dress up in their combat camo and have their large telescopes and oilskins and look completely mad. I don't know, this uniform thing gets me.
Maybe they also do fishing together?
I suppose equipment + weird gear = men's groups?
No wonder they are in such a state.
I was talking to the boys yesterday about the Gilette ad and Oisin said, I think it is good. The ad is saying good things about how men should be, I don't see why people would object to it? Isn't it good that you aren't saying that 'boys will be boys'. The only thing I would say is controversial is that they are using it to make money... I said, what is wrong with that then? Then he drew a parallel to Pepsi's ad which backfired... At that moment I understood that I raised a good man.
Anyway, I don't see what the problem is - using its message to make money - that is what we do in a capitalist society - and money per se isn't bad.
We went up Slemish yesterday - my second time in the month, first time in the year!
Yesterday was also good
Write
Run
Knitted and completed the knitting
Cleaned house - including hoovering, such a huge win for me
Did lesson prep
Went walking up Slemish
Bought food for the week, in budget!
Came home, cooked
Dinner
Collapsed
What a fantastic weekend...
Taking a leaf from my book, which i told the kids, there is more that unites than divides us, I would also say, the great things in my life far outnumber the awful things.
And of course there are awful things, but to be honest, they aren't awful, just wee wrinkles in the fabric, and actually, I am starting to enjoy them ... the wrinkles.
This week it my mission to go dancing somewhere - unsure yet. And then on Sunday it is the birding group. I can't quite believe that we are looking at the end of January and that I have shown up every day on this to do this. It has been the best thing that has happened to me in terms of helping me get my things together. Peter also being away and leaving me to get on with sorting out the house has also been great. I have been able to get my routine in order and establish a pattern which can be hard if you have to dance around someone else.
Having a fridge full of food
Having a house which is clean
Having caught up with laundry
Listening to music on Sportify without ads
Having heat when I hit the boost button
Conversations with friends
Lessons planned
Beautiful sunsets and sunrises
Clean sheets
Running everyday
Cooking dinner for the boys
Watching Harry Potter for the 11th time with Ghin
Feeding the car
I don't know but these are the things which bring me joy. People can keep their mad holidays, and luxury goods, and all of the extreme things which they do - these are the things which create satisfaction. Things which nourish. Today I am adding drawing to the mix. I am going to start doing a bird at each session. I have two drawing sessions a week. I am not sure which bird I am going to start with... it might be a lapwing, my current favourite bird. Well, almost time for my run. When I go out, the birds are definitely starting to get ready to do their thang. I heard a song thrush and blackcap for the first time this year when I was down the Greenway yesterday and I saw a pair of blackbirds. Then I saw loads of smaller birds flying in and out of hedges - things are beginning to stir and move. Possibly the moon may have had something to do with it too.
Hey thank you universe... I did wonder what I may have given up? And I saw an article - I gave up my privilege. For THIS. Being just a nobody. But no one is a nobody if you are trying to live your truth - you are a nobody if you are living someone else's idea of what you should be. If that happens to coincide with your idea of yourself, then well and good. But if it isn't then it would be living a lie. And that can't be good.
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