In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Show Must Go On.” If you were involved in a movie, would you rather be the director, the producer, or the lead performer? (Note: you can’t be the writer!). Never the performer……….no way. I hate being in front of the camera, maybe as a kid I would…Read More
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Food for the Soul (and the Stomach).”
Tell us about your favorite meal, either to eat or to prepare. Does it just taste great, or does it have other associations?
We don’t really have a favorite family meal, maybe my spaghetti bolognese, it’s more about family time. My children are adults now, living adult lives, even if they are living mostly at my house. But they usually at Uni during the day and working evenings, so we do not eat together very often. However when we do, it does not really matter what we eat. Sure we have our favorites and if I know everyone will be home for dinner on a particular night I always ask what every one wants. We have a very stable favs which get brought out every now and then
- Grilled Lamb Back strap and Fried Rice
- Chicken Schnitzel and Caesar Salad
- Chicken and Beef Tacos
- Spaghetti – either Chicken and Bacon Cabonara or Bolognese
But it is more about bonding time, than eating. We usually discuss current events or joke about who is doing what. Normally it is a light hearted affair, with lots of jokes and laughter. And if you add in some extended family or friends, it becomes a impromptu party.
One another note, when my children were smaller it was always a chance to sit down and discuss what was going in in their day to day lives, school, friends, reminiscing about stories of our youth. That sort of thing….family bonding time.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “I Walk the Line.”
Have you got a code you live by? What are the principles or set of values you actively apply in your life?
There are quite a few sayings, morals, fables if you will, many of which I live by.
- Treat others as you would have them treat you – In general I do this to everyone, I treat them politely, with respect and courtesy. This is how I would like to be treated by complete strangers. You do not know me, my troubles, my joys, my life. So please be nice, share a smile, it does not hurt anyone to share a smile………and it might just make someone’s day! But if you are a complete a**hole……….expect it in return, in shades! I cannot tolerate rudeness and I will hand back two fold! Especially rude shop assistants/ clerks, drivers, random strangers on a street. You have no right to treat someone you have never met as dirt, regardless of the color of the skin, nationality, what clothing they are wearing, how skinny or fat, or any other possibly reason. But, if you are rude to me, do not expect me to be nice back.
- You get more bees with honey than vinegar – It is a continuation on number 1 in some ways. If you want something, ask nicely. Do not demand, ask and be polite. If you yell and scream or tell me to just do it, I will not react well. I do not really do this to other people and I do not like to have it done to me. So be polite and ask.
- Charity starts at home – I may not be popular with this one, but I believe in helping out my family and friends. There are so many charities and disasters these days, it is hard to know where to begin. It’s not that I don’t want to help, it just that if I give a little to everyone of them I have nothing left for me and my family. So I have a few trusted places I donate money too, Red Cross Shield Appeal, Good Friday Children’s Hospital – these are once a year and I always give my spare change. I will offer food and clothing for some natural disasters (if I can spare them) and help out with the CFA Xmas appeal. But apart from that I am sorry, but my family need to eat too.
- Honesty is the best policy – I am a terrible liar anyway, so if I do something wrong I will always confess. I am sorry but people who do the wrong thing (whether intentionally or accidentally) and then lie about it a very low. They usually get caught out anyway, so why go to all the trouble, the lying, the sneaking around, making up cover stories? I mean if you break something by accident, just admit it, mistakes happen. Apologies and move one. If you intentionally do something really bad………..perhaps you need to talk to someone who can help! Remember Karma is a bitch!
- Be True to yourself – this is probably the hardest one. As a child you don’t really know who you are, as a teenager you are just trying to fit in, as a young adult you are usually trying to ‘find’ oneself. It’s not until you are older, that you know who you are, what you want. It’s not until you have lived a little do we truly embrace the unique, strange and unusual. I guess what they say is true in a way, youth is wasted on the young!
So that is it, the 5 main rules I live by and tried to instill in my children. Not always easy, I am no angel, but I think they are good solid rules that apply to anyone. I don’t care where you come from, where you live, what nationality or religion you are, I think these rules should apply to everyone.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “What a Twist!.” Tell us a story — fiction or non-fiction — with a twist we can’t see coming. I will not say this is fiction or non-fiction, let’s face it truth can sometimes be stranger than fiction. It’s possibly an urban myth, but it’s still a…Read More
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “But No Cigar.” Tell us about a time things came this close to working out… but didn’t. What happened next? Would you like the chance to try again, or are you happy with how things eventually worked out? If you had the chance to do it all again,…Read More
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Third From the Top.”Head to “Blogs I Follow” in the Reader. Scroll down to the third post in the list. Take the third sentence in the post, and work it into your own. More dreams than they had will to realize them, at least my grandfather. Random, yet…Read More
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Whoa!.” If you have read any of today’s post you would know I am having a crappy day! SO I am going to take a step back and visit my happy place…….it is also one of the most surreal experiences I have had for a very long…Read More
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Weaving the Threads.”
Draft a post with three parts, each unrelated to the other, but create a common thread between them by including the same item — an object, a symbol, a place — in each part.
I will start where I normally start, I will just write and see what ramblings I come up with! I have recently had commented that I have taken to Blogging with great enthusiasm and gusto, I thought they were just ramblings from a deranged mind. You see I think I do have a slightly deranged mind, driven that way by endless frustrations from a job I can’t seem to leave behind and a future I cannot seem to see as my crystal ball is broken and no one will fix it for me! See I am deranged. I used to smoke…………..and I took up blogging about the time I quit. When things or people at work would drive me to distraction I would just walk out and have a cigarette………oh how I crave the peace and quiet, the ME TIME. Everyone knew to leave me alone when I was having a smoke. Now instead of a smoke I write something, usually nonsensical on my blog. I started writing for myself, but hey people seem to associate with my mad ramblings; who am I to judge? This is my stress relief instead of a smoke, I just write. As a result some days I write more than others. I am happy to go through my day with only a quickly penned note and others I really need to rant – today (again) will be one of those rants.
I used to smoke, have done for a very long time, I was not a particularly heavy smoker, 10-15 per day. I had quit several times, but usually when something stressful came up I would pick up that fateful cigarette and start again – stupid I know. The funny thing is, the nicorette cravings you get over very quickly (sorry smokers, but it’s true). Even the doing something with my hands I got over relatively quickly (although I still stuff food I do no really need in my mouth! But I also did that when I was smoking?). it’s the ME TIME I really miss. I could go for hours without one, if I had my mind on other things. I didn’t live for smoking as such, but I did need that ME TIME when I was close to strangling someone. Don’t get me wrong I still feel like strangling people and I sometimes still go outside for 5 mins to calm my mind. But there was something about that Smoke Break which eased my mind and cleared my head. You see for some reason, I seem to be surrounded by Men who are all little boys, who cannot seem to think for themselves and always come to me to solve their problem! I am not their Mother.
I guess this brings me to part three. I am for some reason, seen as the Intelligent one, the problem solver. Sure I can multi task, and I am damn good at organizing things, but I am not the solver of everyone’s problems. I can barely solve my own at times. Also I do not think I am that smart……..sure I can string more than 2 words together to make a sentence, I can take photographs and paint pretty pictures, but maths and science are pretty much beyond me. I get the whole spatial awareness thing, but even when it comes to word puzzles………actually puzzles of any kind I am hopeless! Sure I like to read a lot and I love blogging, I am very happy when my mind is completely focused on something I like doing ie: editing photos, or taking photos, or even looking at some else’s work, but I do not think that makes me super smart. So why does everyone assume I am some great intellect? That is Moth and my Children, not me. So for a household full of smart people (and supposedly a company at work full of smart people) why do they always seem to do such dumb stupid shit? Which I guess brings me back to wanting to strangle someone!!!!!!!!! It’s nothing in particular, just things I think are obvious…………pick up the rubbish, put your dirty dishes in the dish washes, if you’re not sure – read the instructions, I have to tell someone more than 3 times to do something, or even how to do something simple……………..it frustrates the hell out of me. I cannot tolerate idiocy. Don’t get me wrong if they had a learning difficulty or some medical reason that I could cope with and treat differently, but supposedly SMART people who just don’t THINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OMG I need a cigarette!
P.S. No I did not have a smoke I just stood out side for a few minutes meditating.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Ghostwriter.” If you could have any author –living or dead – write your biography, who would you choose? I must admit, this one is intriguing! A Ghost Writer (Living or Dead) some are not traditional Authors per say; Robyn Williams or Billy Connolly, but then there is Terry…Read More
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Hello, Goldilocks!.” Write about a time you had a Goldilocks experience, exploring different choices and finally arriving at “just right.” I would love to be funny and talk about going through husband, and or children……….only have one hubby and two kids so that wont work. I really…Read More