My life has changed drastically over the last few months. I am again the parent of a youngster. We are fostering an 11 year old boy - he is a distant relative and he has certainly brought new life to our home. I shall call him 'Boy' (sorry stolen from http://rhhblackthorn.blogspot.com/ but it works very well. I shall only be working a couple of days a week initially - it may end up only being one and looking around for school work or relief hours but I have decided with a little more free time (at least during the school day) that I will be spending more time writing.
I should of course be doing it now - but hey isn't this writing? Since Christmas I have been filling in a writing diary and trying to write something, however small, every day. I have just about managed it.
Being a foster parent is scary and wonderful. Both myself and Him wonder if we are up to the task, being a parent is the only thing you are never truely prepared for and never really know what you are doing. I have 2 grown up girls who are doing ok but I am often deeply aware of the mistakes I made whilst they were young. So why are we doing this again?
Because it feels right, he is a lovely lad who just needs someone to love him, care for him and guide him through life to allow him to be whatever he wants. Not an easy task but one I hope we are up to - well some of the time anyway.
So 2010 starts with new life, new family, new writing. Unfortunately it also starts with the same old bills, same old money worries but hey, who cares when I can walk on the beach every day, breathe the sea air and spend time with my family and animals.
I want 2010 to be the year I spend time with family and friends, understand about love and being loved and look on the bright side of life.
What more can I ask? Watch this space!
Tuesday, 5 January 2010
A little bit of information for the 5th
In 1933 construction began on San Franciso's Golden Gate Bridge.
You never know when you might need this today!
If opportunity doesn't knock, build a door.
(JC and I should take this one on board, this year we are gonna building a bloody great door!)
Monday, 4 January 2010
Quotes and Facts and Info
I found out who Cicero was - this is the entry in Encyclopedia Britannica
English byname Tully
born 106 bc, Arpinum, Latium [now Arpino, Italy] died Dec. 7, 43 bc, Formiae, Latium [now Formia]
Roman statesman, lawyer, scholar, and writer who vainly tried to uphold republican principles in the final civil wars that destroyed the republic of Rome. His writings include books of rhetoric, orations, philosophical and political treatises, and letters. He is remembered in modern times as the greatest Roman orator and innovator of what became known as Ciceronian rhetoric.
So I have learnt a little something today - could come in useful when watching QI?
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More help knowledge for TV quiz shows or maybe for writing research and our lovely saying to make you feel better today is:
English byname Tully
born 106 bc, Arpinum, Latium [now Arpino, Italy] died Dec. 7, 43 bc, Formiae, Latium [now Formia]
Roman statesman, lawyer, scholar, and writer who vainly tried to uphold republican principles in the final civil wars that destroyed the republic of Rome. His writings include books of rhetoric, orations, philosophical and political treatises, and letters. He is remembered in modern times as the greatest Roman orator and innovator of what became known as Ciceronian rhetoric.
So I have learnt a little something today - could come in useful when watching QI?
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Monday 4th January in 1643 Sir Isaac Newton - mathematician and physicist - was born.
More help knowledge for TV quiz shows or maybe for writing research and our lovely saying to make you feel better today is:
Shared joy is a double joy: shared sorrow is half a sorrow.
I think sometimes this is true - certainly the joy bit but sometimes pain and sorrow just goes so deep that telling everyone does not help - well it just makes them sick of hearing about it.
Oh dear.
Dix
Sunday, 3 January 2010
My Liverpudlian Dream
I had this dream a couple of days ago and wrote it down. I am not at all sure what it means and would love some feedback. Is it just a story? Is it about creativity? Or is it about sex? (I know JC will think it is but hey maybe, maybe not).
I met a man who was from Liverpool, he lived in a house above an interesting looking shop or warehouse. He lived on the second and third floor and his lounge looked over an amazing square that was cobbled and had just a few people walking on it and the fronts of interesting shops and a pub with a swinging pub sign.
His flat/house had a long corridor from the front door (up a narrow long flight of stairs that was dark) apart from one very small oblong window right near the top. The window was high up near the ceiling.
In my dream I wondered why was I going into a strange house with a man I didn't know? These are questions that are nevered answered in a dream.
The man is dark haired with blue eyes and a pretty average face - a little Fred Flintstone looking if you know what I mean but he did have a friendly face. A kinda square and friendly face and he was definitely a Liverpudlian although I don't know if we were in Liverpool.
I can't remember the specific conversations we had but I know we talked about art and writing and being creative. I asked him lots of questions especially about the amazing art that covered his living room. I knew it was modern and bright and colourful and I really like it. In my memory it was like a 'Hockney swimming pool' but I can't remember the exact details. The whole room felt creative, he felt like a creative person but I don't remember what he said. Maybe he was a teacher - I'm not sure.
But what I do remember is that he told me to keep writing, to believe in my writing. He also told me I can paint if I want to. I just need to paint what I see and to keep trying until I am happy with my work.
When I woke up all I wanted to do was go back to sleep and return to the dream. It was a nice dream. It felt good.
I met a man who was from Liverpool, he lived in a house above an interesting looking shop or warehouse. He lived on the second and third floor and his lounge looked over an amazing square that was cobbled and had just a few people walking on it and the fronts of interesting shops and a pub with a swinging pub sign.
His flat/house had a long corridor from the front door (up a narrow long flight of stairs that was dark) apart from one very small oblong window right near the top. The window was high up near the ceiling.
In my dream I wondered why was I going into a strange house with a man I didn't know? These are questions that are nevered answered in a dream.
The man is dark haired with blue eyes and a pretty average face - a little Fred Flintstone looking if you know what I mean but he did have a friendly face. A kinda square and friendly face and he was definitely a Liverpudlian although I don't know if we were in Liverpool.
I can't remember the specific conversations we had but I know we talked about art and writing and being creative. I asked him lots of questions especially about the amazing art that covered his living room. I knew it was modern and bright and colourful and I really like it. In my memory it was like a 'Hockney swimming pool' but I can't remember the exact details. The whole room felt creative, he felt like a creative person but I don't remember what he said. Maybe he was a teacher - I'm not sure.
But what I do remember is that he told me to keep writing, to believe in my writing. He also told me I can paint if I want to. I just need to paint what I see and to keep trying until I am happy with my work.
When I woke up all I wanted to do was go back to sleep and return to the dream. It was a nice dream. It felt good.
Quote and Fact for Sunday 3rd
Only your real friends will tell you when your face is dirty.
106BC - The birth of Roman statesman and philosopher, Cicero.
Wish I knew who this was - time to Google, I think.
Saturday, 2 January 2010
Fact and thought for the Day
Like many people I have a new calender which imparts daily (or almost the weekend is one sheet) facts and sayings. Thought I would share them with you.
Joy (but fun?)
FACT - In 1985 Veteran comedian, Ernie Wise, made Britain's first mobile phone call. ( I wonder why it was him, there is definately further information needed here)
QUOTE - (and I like this one) Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much. (Easier said than done I think)
Joy (but fun?)
FACT - In 1985 Veteran comedian, Ernie Wise, made Britain's first mobile phone call. ( I wonder why it was him, there is definately further information needed here)
QUOTE - (and I like this one) Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much. (Easier said than done I think)
My New Years Eve
No one was at fault but my New Year's Eve was awful - a total disaster. Probably the worst one I ever had. We had been invited to my sister in laws house and our best mates for a party and we normally go down our local pub. But this year we have 'Boy' so we decided to chose a place we could all go.
Unfortunately 'my other half' was what we call 'sick and bad' all day so I ended up going nowhere. He went to bed and I stayed up with 'Boy' until he went to bed and then I curled up on the settee watching 'Love Actually' again, eating from a huge box of chocolates and drinking a far too strong Pernod. My mobiles recieved loads of messages from people wishing me Happy New Year.
And I wanted to cry - I wanted to cry for missing out on my family and mates down the pub, for getting drunk (which I don't do often - yeah you cry but it is true) and laughing and singing and being happy stupid and kissing people at midnight and not caring about any of it.
In fact I didn't need to sit on the settee wallowing because I could have called up the stairs to let 'him' know I was going out and driven down the pub to have a good time. I could have stayed sober and had a good time.
It would have been fun.
My lesson learnt - stop being sorry for myself and take action - I didn't need to sit feeling lonely and unhappy as my mates would have been pleased to see me - I need to understand that I am loved as I love others (in a friendship sort of way of course) - I will be always be happier regreting what I did than regretting not doing it (if you see what I mean).
The only good think about the evening was I got to text with JC about how creative we are going to be next year (us and Luna). Proper plans being made for writing and blogging and putting work out there.
Watch this space.
Unfortunately 'my other half' was what we call 'sick and bad' all day so I ended up going nowhere. He went to bed and I stayed up with 'Boy' until he went to bed and then I curled up on the settee watching 'Love Actually' again, eating from a huge box of chocolates and drinking a far too strong Pernod. My mobiles recieved loads of messages from people wishing me Happy New Year.
And I wanted to cry - I wanted to cry for missing out on my family and mates down the pub, for getting drunk (which I don't do often - yeah you cry but it is true) and laughing and singing and being happy stupid and kissing people at midnight and not caring about any of it.
In fact I didn't need to sit on the settee wallowing because I could have called up the stairs to let 'him' know I was going out and driven down the pub to have a good time. I could have stayed sober and had a good time.
It would have been fun.
My lesson learnt - stop being sorry for myself and take action - I didn't need to sit feeling lonely and unhappy as my mates would have been pleased to see me - I need to understand that I am loved as I love others (in a friendship sort of way of course) - I will be always be happier regreting what I did than regretting not doing it (if you see what I mean).
The only good think about the evening was I got to text with JC about how creative we are going to be next year (us and Luna). Proper plans being made for writing and blogging and putting work out there.
Watch this space.
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