Hello from the Emerald Isle! Top’o’th’ marnin and any other (racist? moi?) stereotypical quips you’d like to bandy about. I’m at ‘home’ with Husby’s family in Ireland this weekend, for his Dad’s 70th birthday, which promises to be a fun weekend of meeting more of his extended family and trying to convince my lovely MIL not to feed me every time I stop moving (seriously – if you’ve ever heard tales of the Irish Mammy…they’re all true – these women will TRY TO MAKE YOU EAT – I think it’s how they show love, which will mean I’ll feel bad rejecting it as much as I’ll have to, but I’ll put on my best BBC 1950’s world service accent and call cultural differences).
The holiday (the last one – a week ago! – jet set or WOT?!) is well and truly over. Work was done, eating was healthified and exercise was taken. Relaxation happened, and even a date out with Husby.
But…I miss these two SO MUCH.
We arrived back to a memorial night for those who fought in the first world war. Between 10 and 11pm, our city dimmed its streetlights, and there were various events on the day to commemorate the centenary of the beginning of WWI. Having met a soldier from WWII, and thinking how far things had advanced even by the 1930’s, the thought of warfare in 1914 just boggles the mind. We have it good. And yet still people die from war each day…and we forget – because we have the luxury of forgetting.
I’m thankful for other old people, too – even batty ones in wheelchairs. I had a patient this week whose carer brought her, told me she wouldn’t be able to speak because of a stroke. This sweet lady spent the appointment introducing herself to me repeatedly, and at the end, after I’d lowered her from the back of the van in the wheelchair ramp and was bidding her goodbye, she grabbed my hand and kissed it and kissed it. It made my heart smile that even without coherent words she was able to make such a meaningful interaction, and it really brightened my day.
Right this second I’m grateful for the candleholder you see in that photo – as I type, Husby is using it to have a battle of wills with (and hopefully a trapping of) an escaped cricket, which will be summarily executed by feeding it to the spider. Silly bug! It drew attention! When will they learn to keep their heads down and stay in the box?
SUNSHINE has been a big thing for me this week – it’s meant I’ve been able to get some really good cycle rides in. There’s a charity cycle ride from London to Brighton on at the beginning of September, which I might try to join in with…but first I need to be sure I can manage 54 miles in one go. So far my furthest has been 22.4 miles, which leaves me wibbly-legged and slumped on the floor once home. BUT I feel like I’m getting gradually stronger, and am certainly proving capable of ramping up the cycling. Excluding my cycled commute, as of this evening, I’ve cycled 110 miles (177km) since last Saturday…which is a secret goal (100+ miles in a week) I’ve been holding in my mind for a while…so YAY!
(On a side-note, I’m SO thankful for roadside blackberries (snackberries) and NOT AT ALL THANKFUL FOR HILLS OR RAIN BECAUSE RAIN (and also, rain AND hills is a FIENDISH combination) no, wait…they make me stronger and I conquered them in a small way…guess I am thankful, after all (also thankful for dear Clark and his theory of Ordeals, which left me looking like this:))
The sun-booth I took earlier in the week was *great* when the sunshine was not.
I found new music I LOVE. Like, fell in love with and listened to non-stop for hours. And *wish* so much that I could dance, so I could dance to it…
I’m gonna ramp up my writing again, too, because I’m still *trying* to get more of this durn book out, and the inspiration eludes me (and my muse is away), perhaps because I’ve just fallen so out of practice at writing prettily. SO – new challenge (always fun (as long as it’s a challenge I wanna do)) – MORE WRITING! The good kind.
What else. OH – a reCAP (geddit?) from last week – I found a silly pic which didn’t make it to Instagram. We visited a Roman villa, which happened to have an exhibition of cool movie props from 300, Gladiator, Lancelot, Troy and other ‘ancient war’ films/tv series. And there was dressing up. I *love* dressing up. SoMUCH. So of course I had to try everything on…
A dear friend’s son got BETTER and came out of hospital WITHOUT a nasty diagnosis, having given us a scare. He’s such a sweet boy and it was terrifying for a while. I sent him silly photos to try to make him smile, which apparently worked.
Sandy’s daughter turned twelve, and I sent her a silly pic, which was fun to make. Nikki’s a lovely, lovely girl, and a fabulous poet, to boot.
And I had the huge honour of a friend request on Facebook from a lady whose writing I really, really like…I had a bit of a *squeeeeeee*ish FanGirly moment about that!
Katia’s adorable son and I had a mini hat-off (he won – he looked cooler).
Chats with friends have made me ten kinds of happyful this week – I am still SO blown away with the voice-sending capabilities of both Facebook and WhatsApp. They. Are. Brilliant.
I might have decided on a new tattoo…it’s gonna be teeny-tiny and snuggled into my collarbone someplace. Oh, and SCHOOL’S NEARLY BACK, which means the Blogosphere will return to normal service and there’ll be LOTS MORE TO READ! Much as I love summer, I do miss the higher level of blogging which seems to happen when everyone’s hiding out from the weather.
Last of all, I am thankful BEYOND ANYTHING that when I had trouble with a private post which was password-protected (and marked NOT FOR GENERAL CONSUMPTION), which panicked me cos someone still tried to comment on it, and then in altering the settings to make it private, it somehow WENT LIVE very briefly, causing SOMUCH panic…my dear, wonderful WordPress NinYa, Aussa, was magically AWAKE and helped me through the utter terror that it was going to go out, in its entirety, in emails. She reassured me that only a little of the first paragraph should have been seen, and that anyone clicking it should have been taken to an error message. So yeah…Wordpress is UNRELIABLE when you try to NOT publicise things. And I apologise for any confusion, but that post is…well…not meant for general consumption.
Happy weekend, lovelies, and do share your thankfuls – in comments, on your blogs, or in the Facebook group *mwah*