Monday, March 2, 2015

Cellar door.......

Sometimes we have a word or words in our head that we like to think, speak or hear.
Sometimes we hear a phrase or collection of words that, like an ear worm, stay with us for quite a while.
In my case, what with being a gal who likes order, and repetition and general boring plodding ocd'ness in my life, when someone says something that lands in the 'ooh I like that' bit of my brain, it stays with me for ever and I find myself repeating the phrase over and over again, just like holding and stroking a smooth pebble.
Last week I was gifted with another Pa.
I had taken him to the supermarket for his shopping (and new smaller underpants...he's lost weight..but that's another story) and as we drove home he was telling me a few of his theatre days stories. We were saying that most things or people are not always what they seem to be at first look.......he remembered that he was entranced as a young lad by the glamour of the dancing girls on stage when they were seen from the stalls, but once backstage the ladders in their tights (unseen from the stalls) and the thick makeup and shabby costumes were quite a shock to him. One of the acts he remembered seeing and admiring featured 3 men and a girl and he said 'they were all dressed up in powdered wigs and costumes and they had an adagio act....they were foreign and there was more than one Juanita over the years but this one girl...who was lovely....came from Scotland... they were called The Ganjou Brothers and Juanita..................'

 and there, ladies and gentlemen, you have the five words that have been going around and around in my head for days.
What's that you say? Libby is obviously clinically insane? The jury is out on that one.
All I know for sure is that, when times are stressful, and my last few months have been stressful, we all need to find the something in our life that makes us calm.
I have tried Qui Chong, drink, keep fit, anti depressants, and when it comes down to it, some time off work, peace and quiet, crochet, and my own thoughts are what I the last month or so has been a strange one.
There have been good things too though...the mister has been in hospital again - his gall bladder has been removed and so hopefully he will feel so much better. My son is now 30 and the offer he made on a house has been accepted, and my daughter has been promoted....I am back at work and all in all everything is moving in the right direction and Spring is coming.......I know I am so very blessed.
As for 'cellar door'? ..... well for some time those words were considered to be the most pleasing to say and hear....but at the moment I have my own words.....
The Ganjou Brothers and Juanita, The Ganjou Brothers and Juanita....

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

A silent prayer....

Not an animal shed...

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

This six degrees of seperation thing.....

I was thinking about it and wondered if I could in fact 'link' myself to any of you...........
maybe it is a small world and all things are possible.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Blessed beyond measure......

The Christmas and New Year festivities chez Libby.........

as I said....I've been blessed beyond measure.........

I truly hope that 2015 is a healthy and happy year for each and every one of you...may we all travel the path of this coming year in safety, health and love 
 and be able to look back at a year that was peaceful, pleasing and full of 
whatever made our lives blessed...x
ps for myself.... then with love, laughter,  travel, family and friends, freedom from fear and a content heart along the way......x

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Giving it a go.......

As you may know ('cos I post about it every year) New Years Eve is not my favourite time of the year. 'Tis a bit scary in my mind. You reluctantly say goodbye to a year that you have managed to get through and so it is a year that counts as is gone and what is done is done, good and bad  - so draw a line under it and move on.........but.......a new year? a whole 365 days of who knows what? whoa nelly that is scary.

So just to mix it up a little and act like a grown up I am going to try to redirect my thinking. 
Consider that optimism and looking forward may be the way to go....with shoulders back and a smile on my face.

2014 was fabulous and 2015 will be ....................??

Happy New Year and happiness in

Monday, December 22, 2014

What have I forgotten?

So..... the shopping is done, the turkey is bought, the tree is up, the presents are wrapped, the beds are changed, the fridge is full, laundry done.
Why do I feel like there is a great big 'BUT WHAT ABOUT!!!!' hovering in the ether?
Yes I know that any old psychologist could perhaps think my anxiety relates to the family situation, and no doubt there is a nugget of truth in that, but I also feel that I have FORGOTTEN something...but what?

I haven't forgotten to send my 'blog' Christmas it usual Ivy Heart.
Happy Christmas, a healthy and content 2015, and all manner of loveliness to all of you...xx

Sunday, December 21, 2014

To the brink.........

The good.....

cried while watching It's a Wonderful Life  (yes those are happy tears)
drank Prosecco with a friend
decided that next year we will have a kitchen extension
got some reduced Waitrose goodies that can be frozen
ate chocolate
managed to put my tights on while standing up!

The bad.....

wrestled with the sellotape again
caught sight of my naked belly in the mirror while I was putting my tights on
Lost my temper while at Ma and Pa's

The ugly.......

Had very end-of-my-tether shouty argument with my mother - swore never to set foot in her house again...ooops there goes Christmas
(although even in my anger I managed to avoid saying 'go fuck yourself').

Merry Christmas everyone x