Dear Friends,
BEFORE you accuse me of being an arch MATERIALIST...let me do some explaining.
Firstly, the merc cost the same as our Mazda did 12 years ago - I know! hard to believe so really there was no argument. If we get 12 years of trouble free driving out of this new baby, well then I shall not complain. BUT it is not just an ordinary car - NO this car makes me feel like a SEX KITTEN. Seriously, the metallic bronze and golden colour so suits my hair colour, it is such a SEXY car!! I now have to dress accordingly. Everything about this car spells EMANCIPATION. It is a girl who wants adventure type of car - if you get my drift. No it is not a big huge Moma Bear SUV like the Mazda MPV gas guzzler was. I am going from an 8 seater with child vomit and doggie destruction engrained into the seats, to a slick 5 seater with a smooth golden interior and tinted windows - a real Thelma and Louise vehicle - YEE HAW - anchors away...Goodbye Moma Bear lifestyle - Hello Glamour Puss!! It was meant to be!!
So yes - I shall be saving on motor repairs and fuel bills - I think that warrants the sainthood status of simple abundance? It makes sense from an economical point of view...right?
Oh by the way...just as I was complaining about the lack of daffodils in my garden, guess what happened this morning? I went for an early morning walk around the garden and found several daffodils hiding behind trees and in little warm shady spots. I got a lovely little bunch and now am enjoying looking at them on my office desk as I write. They brought a big smile to the faces of all the patients coming in. They were truly worth the wait and are so much nicer than the runt daffodils they were selling at safeway. These ones are voluptuous and one of them has an orange interior. I picked them at random so what a lovely surprise to find the one with the little orange face. Yes, nature is awesome.
Tonight Kevin and I hand over our old Mazda and I am very lonely having to kiss it goodbye. It is truly the end of an era...We collect the new vehicle and if our experience with the Mercedes family is anything like it was on Saturday, I shall look forward to meeting them again. Picture the scene last Saturday - Kevin in track suit bottoms and unshaven looking like a druggie and me with no face made up and I don't even know if I had brushed my hair - no showers yet and wearing the first thing that came to hand. We had just literally raced out the door on Saturday morning to get Claudia to the airport on time. Everything about the venture was impulsive.
We arrived in the highly sophisticated and glossy Mercedes Benz Showroom - looking like hillbillies - yet they treated us like royalty. Daniel our salesman was a charming Chinese guy, sleek as the cars he was selling - a Libra - what else could you expect with such charisma! D was put together as beautifully as the cars - clad in black designer gear with bright orange tie and hair all gelled, a gentle whiff of RL cologne followed him around - he was the bees knees! We did the business with Daniel and he made us a delicious cup of coffee served in Starbucks european white porcelain cups - Delish!! smooth as velvet.
After coffee, D brings us in to visit with 'Lexia', their ultra sophisticated finance lady - WOW! that's all I can say. If you ever watch the housewives of Orange County - Lexia would fit in. Gorgeous, blonde shoulder length hair, slim, tanned, almond shaped hazel eyes, french manicured nails, designer clothing, designer leather bag on the shelf behind her, banana lunch sitting beside it and a bottle of hand sanitizer completed the picture of perfection. On Lexia's desk there was a little miniature Mercedes Benz business card holder. We discussed at length what we could do with our crock of a car (not the mercedes - the Mazda!) would we like to donate it to charity? or what about having it towed by the city? - you must be joking!! Come down to earth Lexia - it's not THAT bad!! In the end we did a deal. I had thought of donating it to Kiwanis House, the charity for single mothers but then again they would need to do a lot of repairs and if anything happened to them driving it, I would feel really guilty!! the brakes were getting old like myself - slow to get motivated some mornings...
Lexia offered us more of their designer coffee while we hummed over figures and boring stuff like that - Just get the job done Lex...We did and in the end after all the finance stuff was worked out Lexia invites D back into the room and together they shook our hands and said "Welcome to the Mercedes Benz family Kevin and Patricia". On the way home Kevin jokes, "now that they are part of the family, should we invite Daniel and Lexia for supper!!".
You must admit - LIFE IS FUNNY!!!
Better go and get the old Mazda cleaned out and have a farewell supper tonight. We meet with Lex and D tonight for the handover...
I send you all out loads and loads of hugs and kisses from Victoria...
God Bless and be good to yourselves...
Cheers,
Patricia xxx
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Hello Universe...what message are you trying to give me?
Right Fellas!
Two months ago precisely - I started off on a new and awe-inspiring journey. It was to be a year of Simple Abundance...In my heart of hearts I was looking for a simple life, what was I thinking? I was destined for sainthood and even if I say so myself - was beginning to get a tad bored being so abstemious - putting it bluntly - it's not in my nature to be penurious so I was fighting against the tide - going against the wind of change. By the way I'm still waiting on the bloody daffodils to appear!! What I thought were daffodils back in January turned out to be snow flakes!! The daffodils have been teasing the hell out of me - now you see me - now you don't - If you really want me, you can buy me in Safeway for $1.99 a bunch, or I could stop off the next time I'm in the Mayfair Mall and pick up a bunch in the shop after I've had my nice Italian coffee...hmm
You know all this depressing recession stuff is making me go gaga!! I heard the other day on the radio that Paris Hilton was doing her bit to help the world and is buying all around her with gusto. I can see the economic logic of that and I take my hat off to Paris...always liked the girl despite the mean things people said about her. She had a reality show on t.v. recently to help her choose a new BF (best friend). I so wanted to take part but I guess I was on the wrong side of 40!!
To cut to the chase, the Universe didn't like the 'new me' either. After the Cleopatra bed for Claudia, the latest acquisition to force its way into my life - DESPITE putting up a good fight (well not really...I must be honest!!) - was this gorgeous metallic golden/bronze beauty of a car. Did I need to get a Mercedes Benz? No, probably not, but the car came into our life rather than the other way around. The extraordinary thing about the motor industry is that prices have dropped considerably and new incentive packages make it most attractive for people to purchase new cars.
We were at the airport on Saturday morning dropping Claudia off on her way to Calgary for the Spring break, when Lo and behold - a vision in white appeared - No, not an angel but not too far off. It was a new mercedes benz model but we could not believe how fuel economic it was as well as incredibly low interest rates and to cut a long story short - they made it very easy for this new baby to enter the family. So two months after YOSA began - we've adopted two new kids in the 3rd world, a new bed and now a new car - HOLY SMOKES - that's after only two months...I think somebody somewhere is trying to tell me something...I swear to God it's not me. I really have tried very hard to be very good, even though I must admit feeling that if nobody is spending, the economy everywhere is going to KRASH - and a loud noisy one too.
The truth of the matter is we needed a new car since my current van has been in the family since Claudia was 2 - so it's not like we are impulsive with cars and seeing as I spend a lot of time on the road - the inevitable had to happen!! It was a gas-guzzler and was just about entering the danger zone of very expensive repair jobs. The new model has a 7 year warranty - no repair bills for 7 years and cheaper fuel costs - no argument on that.
We collect the new baby tomorrow D.V. I just love the thought of out with the old in with the new. I did another major clean-out at home and 3 more black sacks made their way to Value Village on their way to charities in Africa. So that's the end of that!!
Haven't been blogging for a while due to the pressures of getting this baby book out. I did not like the art work for the cover so have a new Dutch artist now whose work I absolutely LOVE. By the time the book comes out, it will have had quite an International body of people working on it - Irish, Dutch, Canadian and Polish!! A labour of love - even if I say so myself.
That's all the news thus far - Hope y'all had a great St. Patrick's Day. Yes, I did go mad on St. Patrick's Day - I always do. Got dressed up in 40 shades of green and saw a rainbow on my way into work. I stopped off and bought some golden coin chocolates in Save-on-foods and some miniature green and white cupcakes. When I got into work I put out some sweets for the patients and dropped some around the offices to spread De Love. A little girl going up on the elevator with her mum and granny was thrilled when I opened up my green bag and offered her a fist full of dollars! Her mum by way of thanks laughed "I see you are wearing enough green for all of us!!". Twas a grand day by all accounts.
I cooked up the traditional Green cabbage, white potatoes, orange carrots and Pink Bacon for hubby. Later we went out to an evening of Irish music which would have been fantastic if the lead singer could sing - everything about her was perfect, except her voice. It sounded like sour mild for want of a better description but I loved her dress - green velvet to the ground with long red hair. She was about 90 but great energy trying to get us to buy her cds. The dancers were fantastic and I see they have new Irish dancing costumes now. The big fancy $2,000 dresses are 'so yesterday'. The new ones are sleek, much cheaper and easier to wear I'm sure. Black with colourful skirts - 2 blondes with red skirts (the prettiest and best dancers) two dark haired girls with purple skirts, and two reddish haired girls with green skirts - so on stage they looked quite sophisticated. They all wore the funny curly wigs which bounced up and down and looked like a hundred little piggy tails bundled together. Diamonds shone from their hair and they smiled throughout their dances. I am sure they found it much easier to dance without the big stiff heavy dresses of yesteryear.
We did not wait for the finish as Kevin and Ali found the lady with the sour milk voice too hard to bear. Even in church, Kevin has a very sensitive ear for music. I could listen to anything, as long as I don't have to do dishes!! Outside in the streets young guys were going around sloshed wearing the green t-shirts and disgracing us Irish folk in front of all the lovely polite folk. I'm sure people realised that they weren't Irish just wearing green t-shirts bearing the usual "Kiss Me I'm Irish". Ali hates the fact people associate the Irish with drink and behaving like clowns. Poor St. Patrick has a lot to answer for and I'm sure he never in his life put a drink to his mouth.
I forgot to mention I also got jelly snakes for the girls to share with their friends. I told Claudia to tell her pals that St. Patrick was famous for driving the jelly belly snakes from Ireland.
That's all the news this end.
Hope you are all well and thriving and Thanks be to God - Ireland won the Triple Crown and the Grand Slam for the 1st time in 61 years - YEE HAW!! - On the strength of it we're going out to dinner tonight for Ali's birthday... we were going to go out anyway.
Be good to yourselves...realise life is short...Poor Natasha Richardson being a case in point...I so so sympathise with her family - I fell and broke my ankle on a beginners ski slope - I HATE HATE HATE Skiing - Seriously what is the point? I mean you're racing down a ski slope but yet you've no bus or train to catch? Can anybody persuade me otherwise that Skiing is not for the faint-hearted or the level-headed!! If you love skiing - we can agree to differ.
Love Y'all
Patricia Delisha xxx
Two months ago precisely - I started off on a new and awe-inspiring journey. It was to be a year of Simple Abundance...In my heart of hearts I was looking for a simple life, what was I thinking? I was destined for sainthood and even if I say so myself - was beginning to get a tad bored being so abstemious - putting it bluntly - it's not in my nature to be penurious so I was fighting against the tide - going against the wind of change. By the way I'm still waiting on the bloody daffodils to appear!! What I thought were daffodils back in January turned out to be snow flakes!! The daffodils have been teasing the hell out of me - now you see me - now you don't - If you really want me, you can buy me in Safeway for $1.99 a bunch, or I could stop off the next time I'm in the Mayfair Mall and pick up a bunch in the shop after I've had my nice Italian coffee...hmm
You know all this depressing recession stuff is making me go gaga!! I heard the other day on the radio that Paris Hilton was doing her bit to help the world and is buying all around her with gusto. I can see the economic logic of that and I take my hat off to Paris...always liked the girl despite the mean things people said about her. She had a reality show on t.v. recently to help her choose a new BF (best friend). I so wanted to take part but I guess I was on the wrong side of 40!!
To cut to the chase, the Universe didn't like the 'new me' either. After the Cleopatra bed for Claudia, the latest acquisition to force its way into my life - DESPITE putting up a good fight (well not really...I must be honest!!) - was this gorgeous metallic golden/bronze beauty of a car. Did I need to get a Mercedes Benz? No, probably not, but the car came into our life rather than the other way around. The extraordinary thing about the motor industry is that prices have dropped considerably and new incentive packages make it most attractive for people to purchase new cars.
We were at the airport on Saturday morning dropping Claudia off on her way to Calgary for the Spring break, when Lo and behold - a vision in white appeared - No, not an angel but not too far off. It was a new mercedes benz model but we could not believe how fuel economic it was as well as incredibly low interest rates and to cut a long story short - they made it very easy for this new baby to enter the family. So two months after YOSA began - we've adopted two new kids in the 3rd world, a new bed and now a new car - HOLY SMOKES - that's after only two months...I think somebody somewhere is trying to tell me something...I swear to God it's not me. I really have tried very hard to be very good, even though I must admit feeling that if nobody is spending, the economy everywhere is going to KRASH - and a loud noisy one too.
The truth of the matter is we needed a new car since my current van has been in the family since Claudia was 2 - so it's not like we are impulsive with cars and seeing as I spend a lot of time on the road - the inevitable had to happen!! It was a gas-guzzler and was just about entering the danger zone of very expensive repair jobs. The new model has a 7 year warranty - no repair bills for 7 years and cheaper fuel costs - no argument on that.
We collect the new baby tomorrow D.V. I just love the thought of out with the old in with the new. I did another major clean-out at home and 3 more black sacks made their way to Value Village on their way to charities in Africa. So that's the end of that!!
Haven't been blogging for a while due to the pressures of getting this baby book out. I did not like the art work for the cover so have a new Dutch artist now whose work I absolutely LOVE. By the time the book comes out, it will have had quite an International body of people working on it - Irish, Dutch, Canadian and Polish!! A labour of love - even if I say so myself.
That's all the news thus far - Hope y'all had a great St. Patrick's Day. Yes, I did go mad on St. Patrick's Day - I always do. Got dressed up in 40 shades of green and saw a rainbow on my way into work. I stopped off and bought some golden coin chocolates in Save-on-foods and some miniature green and white cupcakes. When I got into work I put out some sweets for the patients and dropped some around the offices to spread De Love. A little girl going up on the elevator with her mum and granny was thrilled when I opened up my green bag and offered her a fist full of dollars! Her mum by way of thanks laughed "I see you are wearing enough green for all of us!!". Twas a grand day by all accounts.
I cooked up the traditional Green cabbage, white potatoes, orange carrots and Pink Bacon for hubby. Later we went out to an evening of Irish music which would have been fantastic if the lead singer could sing - everything about her was perfect, except her voice. It sounded like sour mild for want of a better description but I loved her dress - green velvet to the ground with long red hair. She was about 90 but great energy trying to get us to buy her cds. The dancers were fantastic and I see they have new Irish dancing costumes now. The big fancy $2,000 dresses are 'so yesterday'. The new ones are sleek, much cheaper and easier to wear I'm sure. Black with colourful skirts - 2 blondes with red skirts (the prettiest and best dancers) two dark haired girls with purple skirts, and two reddish haired girls with green skirts - so on stage they looked quite sophisticated. They all wore the funny curly wigs which bounced up and down and looked like a hundred little piggy tails bundled together. Diamonds shone from their hair and they smiled throughout their dances. I am sure they found it much easier to dance without the big stiff heavy dresses of yesteryear.
We did not wait for the finish as Kevin and Ali found the lady with the sour milk voice too hard to bear. Even in church, Kevin has a very sensitive ear for music. I could listen to anything, as long as I don't have to do dishes!! Outside in the streets young guys were going around sloshed wearing the green t-shirts and disgracing us Irish folk in front of all the lovely polite folk. I'm sure people realised that they weren't Irish just wearing green t-shirts bearing the usual "Kiss Me I'm Irish". Ali hates the fact people associate the Irish with drink and behaving like clowns. Poor St. Patrick has a lot to answer for and I'm sure he never in his life put a drink to his mouth.
I forgot to mention I also got jelly snakes for the girls to share with their friends. I told Claudia to tell her pals that St. Patrick was famous for driving the jelly belly snakes from Ireland.
That's all the news this end.
Hope you are all well and thriving and Thanks be to God - Ireland won the Triple Crown and the Grand Slam for the 1st time in 61 years - YEE HAW!! - On the strength of it we're going out to dinner tonight for Ali's birthday... we were going to go out anyway.
Be good to yourselves...realise life is short...Poor Natasha Richardson being a case in point...I so so sympathise with her family - I fell and broke my ankle on a beginners ski slope - I HATE HATE HATE Skiing - Seriously what is the point? I mean you're racing down a ski slope but yet you've no bus or train to catch? Can anybody persuade me otherwise that Skiing is not for the faint-hearted or the level-headed!! If you love skiing - we can agree to differ.
Love Y'all
Patricia Delisha xxx
Friday, March 6, 2009
Is the world really becoming very mean...??
Just wondering...everybody keeps talking about the world becoming such a mean place, with no manners and an 'every man for himself' mentality.
Certainly at the Confirmation class last Wednesday we all had to sit through a gruelling 45 mins. movie about a selfish King. I glanced over at Claudia a few times as she tried to contain herself. "It was for 4 year olds mum - seriously!" She didn't have to tell me. It was a story about a selfish King who liked nothing more than to sit in his bubble bath all day long playing with his duckie. He loved his duckies and had a kingdom full of plastic duckies. One day a servant asked him for one and he said "No, I like my duckies". After the movie, the children had to discuss the movie and see if there was anything about it that pertained to the season of Lent which is upon us. They were speechless - Claudia later told me they were bored to death and that one kid nearly fell asleep during the movie. They had not one single word to say about the movie so that was the end of that!
We discussed lent some time ago and when one child was asked "what is Lent?" his response was very amusing "It's when you put a black thing on your forehead". This class is SO much fun - almost as funny as the belly dancing. I suggested that maybe the moral of the movie was that we must not be selfish Yeah - whatever! Kids nowadays are so tired all the time. Claudia explained that after a long hard day in the classroom another series of quizzes was the last thing people wanted. Certainly the way the class is constructed, it's all very fact orientated - all head and very little heart. Could that be why the world is becoming a meaner place? I dunno...
Sitting behind a desk in a psychiatrist's office, the harshness of the world comes pouring in day after day and I keep asking myself 'Why?' and 'Is the world really becoming meaner and less friendly and less caring? Kevin maintains it's due to a lack of spirituality and that all the chaos and financial crisis in the world today is going to force people to look within and to return to kinder, less material ways. Stuff is so transient - one day your shares are up - another day they are down. You have no control over anything except your spiritual journey because in the end, it's all you need...
I am writing this blog during a lull moment at work. The girl next door came in with a letter addressed to us and delivered to her in error. Speak of the devil - it was a letter from a divorce company! aptly named 'Fairway - Divorce Solutions'. I wonder why they are sending it to our office? It was addressed to Kevin personally...Jeez NOW I'm beginning to get worried!!! JAAAAAAAAAA
Phew - I needed a cup of tea!
This Fairway company are offering to provide a fair system for people seeking divorce solutions. I guess they must have thought we would have a lot of people in that position. Staying with the 'mean theme' I must share the latest bit I just read about the new kind of speed-dating - it is called 'Hate-dating' or 'Hate-dates'. It started in London and apparently for a few seconds you get to vent your rage and frustration with the world and spit out all your hates...apparently it is very therapeutic and is the 'in-thing'. One fellow remarked he never knew women were SO angry!!
Have you heard of Hot Yoga? The first time I heard about it I thought in my innocence, that it was a place to pick up a 'hot date'. I had read of establishments in Vancouver where men (gay obviously!) all do yoga in the nip - so that is what I thought 'Hot Yoga' meant! LOL. I was wrong obviously - or maybe not! Well anyway the newest form of yoga is called 'Laughter Yoga' - the world has become too serious and depressing so now with whatever free pennies you have left from the recession you can go into a room and people will come over and make jokes and do everything in their power to make you laugh - AH............no tanks!! I think I would rather have my funny seaside holiday postcards. They make me laugh louder than any laughter yoga could do!!
On that funny and thought provoking note, I bid you all a cheery billy bye...
Do something nice for yourselves this weekend - how about Hot Yoga? or Laughter Yoga? or Speed Hate-dating? or ....
Delisha xxx
Certainly at the Confirmation class last Wednesday we all had to sit through a gruelling 45 mins. movie about a selfish King. I glanced over at Claudia a few times as she tried to contain herself. "It was for 4 year olds mum - seriously!" She didn't have to tell me. It was a story about a selfish King who liked nothing more than to sit in his bubble bath all day long playing with his duckie. He loved his duckies and had a kingdom full of plastic duckies. One day a servant asked him for one and he said "No, I like my duckies". After the movie, the children had to discuss the movie and see if there was anything about it that pertained to the season of Lent which is upon us. They were speechless - Claudia later told me they were bored to death and that one kid nearly fell asleep during the movie. They had not one single word to say about the movie so that was the end of that!
We discussed lent some time ago and when one child was asked "what is Lent?" his response was very amusing "It's when you put a black thing on your forehead". This class is SO much fun - almost as funny as the belly dancing. I suggested that maybe the moral of the movie was that we must not be selfish Yeah - whatever! Kids nowadays are so tired all the time. Claudia explained that after a long hard day in the classroom another series of quizzes was the last thing people wanted. Certainly the way the class is constructed, it's all very fact orientated - all head and very little heart. Could that be why the world is becoming a meaner place? I dunno...
Sitting behind a desk in a psychiatrist's office, the harshness of the world comes pouring in day after day and I keep asking myself 'Why?' and 'Is the world really becoming meaner and less friendly and less caring? Kevin maintains it's due to a lack of spirituality and that all the chaos and financial crisis in the world today is going to force people to look within and to return to kinder, less material ways. Stuff is so transient - one day your shares are up - another day they are down. You have no control over anything except your spiritual journey because in the end, it's all you need...
I am writing this blog during a lull moment at work. The girl next door came in with a letter addressed to us and delivered to her in error. Speak of the devil - it was a letter from a divorce company! aptly named 'Fairway - Divorce Solutions'. I wonder why they are sending it to our office? It was addressed to Kevin personally...Jeez NOW I'm beginning to get worried!!! JAAAAAAAAAA
Phew - I needed a cup of tea!
This Fairway company are offering to provide a fair system for people seeking divorce solutions. I guess they must have thought we would have a lot of people in that position. Staying with the 'mean theme' I must share the latest bit I just read about the new kind of speed-dating - it is called 'Hate-dating' or 'Hate-dates'. It started in London and apparently for a few seconds you get to vent your rage and frustration with the world and spit out all your hates...apparently it is very therapeutic and is the 'in-thing'. One fellow remarked he never knew women were SO angry!!
Have you heard of Hot Yoga? The first time I heard about it I thought in my innocence, that it was a place to pick up a 'hot date'. I had read of establishments in Vancouver where men (gay obviously!) all do yoga in the nip - so that is what I thought 'Hot Yoga' meant! LOL. I was wrong obviously - or maybe not! Well anyway the newest form of yoga is called 'Laughter Yoga' - the world has become too serious and depressing so now with whatever free pennies you have left from the recession you can go into a room and people will come over and make jokes and do everything in their power to make you laugh - AH............no tanks!! I think I would rather have my funny seaside holiday postcards. They make me laugh louder than any laughter yoga could do!!
On that funny and thought provoking note, I bid you all a cheery billy bye...
Do something nice for yourselves this weekend - how about Hot Yoga? or Laughter Yoga? or Speed Hate-dating? or ....
Delisha xxx
"Just Lights"
Dear Blogger Buddies,
I have to share this beautiful obituary I read in the newspaper the other day. It made my eyes misty to think that romance never dies...
"Just Lights"
When I worked on the trains, the lights in the windows of farmhouses against the blackness of night, held out the promise of such warmth and coziness within. From ships, the lights in the windows of homes dotting the coast stirred the imagination to thoughts of that same promise.
When I married you Arabella* the promise of those lights became mine. Since you died sweetheart, the lights I now see in the windows of farmhouses, and in the windows of seaside homes, don't seem so cozy anymore. And the lights where I now live without you have become - just lights.
Forever as one,
(Not her real name to protect privacy)
Beside the obituary section was - naturally - an ad for funeral homes. Their 'thought for the week' was "Maybe it's true that life begins at fifty...but everything else starts to wear out, fall out or spread out!".
How true the above!! That's how I feel now as I try to get the old engine fired up for the 10k only weeks away. I really don't know why I have decided to put such challenges in my path this year - but there you go! I'm doing so much walking these days it reminds me of what Ellen DeGeneres said about her mother 'my mother started walking 5 miles a day and now nobody knows where the hell she is!'. In addition to the daily walking I started belly dancing classes this past week. So much fun!! That was the third thing on my wish list - write book - walk 10k - do belly dancing classes. Now with the world in such a state of chassis - belly-dancing is the perfect antidote. I'm still nibbling away at the first two and still aching to my toes from all the exertion of the belly dancing.
I bought this gorgeous red thingamagigg with all the coins dangling from it some 3 years ago. I was going to wear it to a xmas party but changed my mind. It really is for belly dancing. Then another time I went to a flea market and picked up amazing jingly jangly belly dancing bracelets
including one for the ankle. I was really all dressed up now but nowhere to go until I discovered my editor also taught belly dancing classes. She is a lady of many talents. I never realised it was such a good work out. I got carried away when the music started and suddenly I was an exotic dancer. "Did you do this before" Carol asked in feigned admiration. "Yes-in my dreams!". We all had so much fun daring our hips to behave themselves for once as we danced around in a circle. Then we started making the weird tongue sounds that the ladies make at special events...it goes like this yeeeee yeeeee yeeeeeee. Considering there was a grandmother in our class (not as old as my friend at the gym) we did a pretty good job.
When I got home they were all glued to the box watching 'American Idol'. In between the ads I performed a special belly dance for the family. Even Lulu and Chi Chi were very impressed and raised their heads from the trough for a second to watch me.
'Tis indeed a beautiful world...
Hope you do something nice for yourselves today and TGIF.
Thank God It's Friday...
Cheery Billy Bye
Patricia Delisha xxx
I have to share this beautiful obituary I read in the newspaper the other day. It made my eyes misty to think that romance never dies...
"Just Lights"
When I worked on the trains, the lights in the windows of farmhouses against the blackness of night, held out the promise of such warmth and coziness within. From ships, the lights in the windows of homes dotting the coast stirred the imagination to thoughts of that same promise.
When I married you Arabella* the promise of those lights became mine. Since you died sweetheart, the lights I now see in the windows of farmhouses, and in the windows of seaside homes, don't seem so cozy anymore. And the lights where I now live without you have become - just lights.
Forever as one,
(Not her real name to protect privacy)
Beside the obituary section was - naturally - an ad for funeral homes. Their 'thought for the week' was "Maybe it's true that life begins at fifty...but everything else starts to wear out, fall out or spread out!".
How true the above!! That's how I feel now as I try to get the old engine fired up for the 10k only weeks away. I really don't know why I have decided to put such challenges in my path this year - but there you go! I'm doing so much walking these days it reminds me of what Ellen DeGeneres said about her mother 'my mother started walking 5 miles a day and now nobody knows where the hell she is!'. In addition to the daily walking I started belly dancing classes this past week. So much fun!! That was the third thing on my wish list - write book - walk 10k - do belly dancing classes. Now with the world in such a state of chassis - belly-dancing is the perfect antidote. I'm still nibbling away at the first two and still aching to my toes from all the exertion of the belly dancing.
I bought this gorgeous red thingamagigg with all the coins dangling from it some 3 years ago. I was going to wear it to a xmas party but changed my mind. It really is for belly dancing. Then another time I went to a flea market and picked up amazing jingly jangly belly dancing bracelets
including one for the ankle. I was really all dressed up now but nowhere to go until I discovered my editor also taught belly dancing classes. She is a lady of many talents. I never realised it was such a good work out. I got carried away when the music started and suddenly I was an exotic dancer. "Did you do this before" Carol asked in feigned admiration. "Yes-in my dreams!". We all had so much fun daring our hips to behave themselves for once as we danced around in a circle. Then we started making the weird tongue sounds that the ladies make at special events...it goes like this yeeeee yeeeee yeeeeeee. Considering there was a grandmother in our class (not as old as my friend at the gym) we did a pretty good job.
When I got home they were all glued to the box watching 'American Idol'. In between the ads I performed a special belly dance for the family. Even Lulu and Chi Chi were very impressed and raised their heads from the trough for a second to watch me.
'Tis indeed a beautiful world...
Hope you do something nice for yourselves today and TGIF.
Thank God It's Friday...
Cheery Billy Bye
Patricia Delisha xxx
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