#1250 The different ways to appreciate my friends

A recurrent theme for me in this gratitude blog is in finding different ways and discovering various angles in which to appreciate the same thing, place, event, food… or people.

And in life, it is common that you find yourself repeatedly thankful for the same thing, many times.

Consider it something truly special, if you find it. It’s not repetitive or mundane.

It’s magic. Blissful. Electric. Beautiful.

To find yourself anew with wonder, happiness and a heart full of love, at the same thing again and again… it’s a blessing.

And so again tonight. Dinner out with friends. Maybe not the number of us that there were meant to be, so hearts were missing… but the hearts there were full of love regardless. ❤️

And how do I pinpoint, and make notice of the different ways in which the night made me smile, filled my soul with joy, and truly made me appreciative of the night?

Well, straight off, Thursday night out. It’s practically still mid-week, and us mums were rocking it, school routines and all waiting for us the next day.

Stuff it.

Nothing says ‘stuff it’ better than a mid-week cocktail.

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Stuff it.

And then there were the moments. The constant talking, how silence DIDN’T fill the air…

The coriander.

My name in their drinks.

The spiciness.

How nothing else was open after we ate, and yet we idled about walking from one place to the next, biding time, while we talked to our hearts content.

Or how we stood talking for half a length of a movie outside the cinemas… just chatting, laughing and sharing stories.

Or how we talked a further 20 minutes in the middle of a vacated shopping centre as we said our goodbyes.

And then said some more…

And so you see, it’s all these things that made this night with old friends so unique. And actually, it isn’t at all common, no matter how many times we catch up, where we eat, who is there, or what we do.

It’s in the memories shared with those you love, and that is always special.

Look after your friends. Good ones are hard to find.

 

 

#1159 Thursday Night In

How on earth could I be celebrating a Thursday night in, for ALL of us?

Why, that would entail ALL of us being off tomorrow…

It may be school holidays for some… but it is also Good Friday for the rest of us 😉

Ahhh.

Watching Bachelor in Paradise with wine in hand, gasping intermittently at what is happening on-screen, with the 4 of us all sharing the couch – Hubbie, baby girl, me and Mister F! – well it was pretty cool.

A pretty great night, chilled on the couch and the best part? Relaxing in the knowledge we don’t have to get up early… none of us!

And despite the love hexagonal dramas, Mister F slept through it ALL. 🙂

#1090 Hail Hippie Life

It’s the second time in 2 days I’ve entered the Happy Hippie Herb shop off the Main street.

You see, I was actually meant to go there. Not as in task-orientated, though it was that intention that led me there. I mean as in the Universe led me there.

My Hippie Hubbie had gone past the place earlier this week, but the salesperson was across the lane way talking to someone else… so he kept going.

He was in need of some stuff, so yesterday I headed off a couple suburbs down to get it for him. Lo and behold, he didn’t respond to my 15 text messages showing him pictures and asking him what to buy, even though he’d said he’d be able respond for sure… the boss is never around him on Thursdays.

So guess what? The boss was around him this Thursday.

It forced me to go ‘stuff it’ and head on down to the original place, Hippie Herb shop, as I had other things I needed to look at in the area too.

As I entered the shop looking for his stuff, my eyes went past a name of something… something I had been wanting to buy, but not knowing where, such was the rarity of the item.

I stopped in my tracks, scanning frantically for the name I was after. Was it here? Was it here?

It was HERE.

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Yesterday I spent a good 20-30 minutes in that store, talking up a storm with the salesperson who seriously, knows more stuff about me than almost every one I know. We laughed and shared funny details of each other’s lives, and I felt the vibe of this free-spirited, carefree yet also very spiritually educated person rub off on me so much…

That now I want to be a carefree Happy Hippie Herb Person too.

Today as I went in with baby girl to grab some more things, she offered baby girl a fairy stamp.

“Does Mum want one too?” I outstretched my hand with no hesitation. Hell yeah.

“Now you can fly off down the street like fairies together!”

And so we did. 🙂

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#969 I’m a Bachie girl!

No matter how much I try to avoid it… I can’t deny, that I like a bit of trash.

Trash tv. I might think Shakespeare is the greatest EVER, and have a complete volume of his works that I am slowly making my way through… I may think Jane Austen was ahead of her time with her own stories that I am starting to dissect… and more cult than commercial, I analyse and break-down the philosophies and wide story-arcs of one of my all-time fave shows, Angel.

And yet, the trash, still speaks to me.

Which is why this morning when I heard about ‘The Bachelorette,’ which has been heavily advertised of late, was premiering tonight, this was my actual face in the car on the way to work:

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This is because I was only recently bemoaning the fact that I didn’t have anything to get sucked into  and entertained by on weeknights. Our family life doesn’t allow me to sit down for long EVERY night of the week… but a couple of nights let’s face it, interrupted me time, would more than suffice.

I was only thinking this last night, how there was nothing for us to gasp and laugh over, when this Bachie news came on this morning. And after the initial shock, I turned to this:

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Laughter! Happiness! Hubbie and I now had something to trash talk over, together!

Awwww!

To be honest, I didn’t think I would get as invested in this show prior to it commencing. I wasn’t sure if the actual Bachelorette had that interesting TV quality that made you want to watch and hang around for the ride.

But after tonight? After all of tonight’s debacles, with giant bears, real-life lambs, random break-out dance routines, and a knight in shining armour of all things, this Bachelorette series seems to already have it all!

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(My money is on the knight).

You know what I’ll be doing Wednesdays and Thursdays… tee hee hee.

#928 BBQ Serendipity

Sometimes you spend your life asking why things won’t go the way you want them to.

Other times you think “well ain’t I lucky.”

It felt like the strangest and luckiest coincidence when weeks ago I took a letter from baby girl’s kinder home. It read that there was to be a Father’s Day bbq in a couple of weeks time. I was surprised given that the time and date was 9:15am on a Thursday, and figured the early notice might be so that Dad’s might try to make other work arrangements to make it in for their littlies…

Hubbie works like, ALL the days. But as I started to calculate the dates, knowing we were on holidays about that time, I made a happy realisation.

He was FREE.

If it was a week earlier, he would have missed it, as we were in ol’ Hobart-town. A week later, and back at work.

He has 4 measly weeks off A YEAR. How the Father’s Day bbq fell perfectly on the day that he was free, was well… beyond me.

Serendipity. Chance. Luck. I do not know how or why some things work out so well, while other’s have to be chased down hard with a net. But because this fell so perfectly into our lap, when baby girl and I woke still sick this morning, the painkillers quickly followed since we were not going to let Serendipity DOWN. 😉

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#648 Award and recognition

I have so much going on right now, that driving into work on a Thursday evening whilst on annual leave was not exactly on my list of priority to-dos.

Battling stupid Monash freeway traffic on the way didn’t help either.

But when I got there, I felt a bit better. I lightened up.

Because it’s not every day you reach a 10 year milestone at your place of employment.

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I never, ever thought I would have been there this long. But somehow, here I am. And more so, I enjoy it. I enjoy going in to work, I enjoy the job, the environment, the people, and let’s not forget the perks…

Moreover, they seem to like me. Respect me, and acknowledge me…

What more could you want from a workplace?

(Why am I writing again? Oh that’s right, PASSION).

Maybe most important, is that bolded word in brackets above – because it’s due to my job, and the fact that I am getting paid in one avenue of life, that’s allowed me to pursue another avenue of life where currently (key word) I am not getting compensated.

Tonight I am in a happy place of reminiscing, feeling accomplished, and curious, though content, about the next phase of my life… wherever that may be.

As long as it includes water. That seems to be a recurring theme for me… 😉

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#367 The calm after the Partays

Thursday was a full on day. Kinder for baby girl. My 5 hours ‘off,’ were actually crammed in with everything and anything I could think of.

We had visitors over that night, my cousins.

Friday night (yesterday) we had an engagement. I slept 4 hours. Got up to work today. Groggily.

We had a birthday on tonight. Drove to the other side of town. Drove back. I don’t know how many hours of sleep I’ll get tonight. I’m working tomorrow, again.

And although there is one more ‘task,’ to tick of my to-do list, that of work for the weekend, I sure am glad that the festivity part is over, at least for now.

Don’t get me wrong. I love heading out, getting dressed up, having fun, socialising, and watching baby girl thrive amidst it all.

But I haven’t stopped. I’m tired. I still need to work. We’re all getting under the weather.

We just need to stop and take a moment to breathe. In peace.

And so, I am hopeful, that finally the calm has come. And I’m so grateful for it.