I might live in England but, given I’m married to an American, celebrating Thanksgiving is a must in our house. Unfortunately, we don’t get the two days holidays that we would do if we still lived in the States but oh well – you can’t have everything can you (and American’s don’t have Boxing Day so swings and roundabouts)?
I love Thanksgiving because it’s Christmas before Christmas – not with the presents but with the big family meal and, once it’s over, I feel like I can start playing a bit of Shakin’ Stevens and Slade. There is nothing for me like getting everyone around the table and feeding them. Tonight, it will be Cola Ham courtesy of Nigella Lawson (something everything thought was odd till they tried it an now I’m not allowed to make anything else). Continue reading “Giving thanks for family and friends (and not the sales)”
Earlier this week, I was reading an article about Affluenza, the idea that we are a consumerist society and we buy what we want, when we want it, and that this way of living puts the way we live in danger. So, the example is given, if we are thirsty and out and about, we buy a bottle of water – drinking the water and throwing away the bottle, giving no thought to the natural resources that have gone into making that bottle (resources that are finite) or to the damage that bottle might be doing to the environment.
The article wasn’t saying that we shouldn’t buy things but it was making the case that, as a society, we are somewhat addicted to buying things for the sake of buying them. It was saying that if you buy something then love it, care for it, and use it until it needs replacing. Only this way will we change the way we live and the way we think. We will all end up better off financially and mentally because an addiction to buying things can be more than a bit stressful. Continue reading “Do I want or do I need "it"?”
A couple of years ago, at a work’s conference, I was lucky enough to hear from a guest speaker who told the story of how he had been contemplating suicide and how a complete stranger, seeing he was in trouble, had taken the time to stop and talk to him, to find out what was going on and help him get help.
It was an amazingly powerful story but one thing in particular stuck with me. It was when he said that, as he went out on what he thought would be his last day, he had made himself a deal – if one person smiled at him, just one, he wouldn’t kill himself. For people who are feeling sad or lonely, he said, one smile can make all the difference. Continue reading “Smile (it might make someone's day)…”
So, something has happened to me these last few weeks, something I never in a million years would have expected. It started when I quit work and began planning for the future me, the one that wouldn’t always be tired, and stressed, and grumpy with – well, pretty much anyone who crossed my path some days.
First off, I decided to get a little creative and start using a bullet journal. It was fun. I got a bit carried away. One of the things I got carried away with was putting together an exercise plan. Wasn’t one of my goals now I had time on my hands to get fit after all? It’s not the prettiest plan you’ve ever seen (though it does have different coloured squares for different exercises) but it turns out it works. Every day I take a look and do what it tells me to do. Continue reading “Feeling the burn…”