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Not sure how I made it to Friday but I did!! It’s been a long, hard week and I’m glad its over. So this weekend is all about the Dublin V. Kerry match….up the Dubs! Would be nice to see them taking home the Sam Maguire. Here’s hoping. Life is hard and sometimes like this week a struggle but it’s the challenges that make us stronger. Time to kick back for the weekend, recharge the batteries and prepare to do battle again next week.
Happy Flyday!
“Life begets life. Energy creates energy. It is by spending oneself that one becomes rich.” [Sarah Bernhardt]
“Life is a gift, and it offers us the privilege, opportunity, and responsibility to give something back by becoming more.” [Anthony Robbins]
“The most important thing in life is not the triumph but the struggle. The essential thing is not to have conquered but to have fought well.” [Pierre de Courbertin]
“Life beats down and imprisons the soul and art reminds you that you have one.” [Stella Adler]
“When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Then figure out how to sell it for $5.00 a glass.” [John Woodman]
“Life is God’s novel. Let him write it.” [Isaac Bashevis Singer]
“Life is about laughing and living, in good and bad times. Getting through whatever comes our way and looking back and smiling.” [Unknown]
“Do me a favor… Stand up, walk to wherever the nearest window is, and just look outside. You may not know this, but there’s an entire planets-worth of summers, friends, sunsets, street lamps, songs, late nights, great films, and night skies waiting for you. Your life is as amazing as you want it to be, but first, you have to let it be that way.”
-chad sugg
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Born and blasted into the world you’re a baby brain with wide eyes, chubby legs, and cloudy thoughts. Mom lifts you and picks you, eyes open and close, and fogs rise and settle. Tears stream and faces scream as your swirling brain twists and turns into thoughts…
Nothing makes sense till it does.
Nothing feels right till it does.
Chalk raps on blackboards beside times tables, language stirs sounds into sentences, and stories send you flying into faraway worlds. Book reports and homework inspections, chemistry labs and biology dissections, all fill your spinning brain with numbers and theories and thoughts…
Nothing makes sense till it does.
Nothing feels right till it does.
Teenage sleepovers and late night walks, summertime camps and suppertime talks, keep expanding your mind and your understanding of the world. First kisses and first touches, first fights and first blushes, all fill your heart with dreams, expand your brain’s book shelf, and get you thinking about a life below the surface of yourself.
Nothing makes sense till it does.
Nothing feels right till it does.
But … sometimes challenging lectures or scattering friends, confusing debates without exams at the end, can frighten your mind and scare dreams away, can frighten your life and trade tomorrows for todays. Family pressures and social graces, broken promises from trusted faces, could suddenly swirl you upside down and scatter your mind or dim your heart…
When nothing makes sense …
… … When nothing feels right …
… … … … When it gets scary to realize…
… … … … … … There are no instructions in life…
That’s when it’s time to stop, it’s time to think, it’s time to pause, it’s time to blink. When you hit the end of the year open your eyes and look behind you. When you hit the end of the year open your eyes and look inside you.
Because today you’re right here …
… … And there’s so far to go …
… … … … And today there’s still fear …
… … … … … … But there’s only one way to know …
Feel it in your bones, feel it in your bones, feel it in your bones.
Feel your bones to move forward, feel your bones to move on, feel your bones to forget, feel your bones to carry on… just feel your bones to say you’re sorry, feel your bones to show you care, feel your bones to choose tomorrow, and feel those bones to get you there.
Because when your world sorts itself out, when your head moves aside, when your heart thumps up front, when that blood bubbles inside, well that’s when you know, that’s when you see, that’s when you finally become … what you were meant to be.
So whatever you’re thinking about today …. stop trying to choose and choose. Whatever you’re searching for today … just look inside for clues. Yes, whatever you’re thinking about … just stop and feel instead. Cause when you feel it in your bones you can smile and forget your head.
Nothing makes sense till it does.
Nothing feels right till it does.
Nothing makes sense till you feel it.
Nothing feels right till you know.
AWESOME!
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Movies, don’t we just love them? The escapism, the adventure, the ability to make us laugh or cry, the big screen, the popcorn, the theatre, the drama – it’s all about the experience. It’s one of my favourite things to do going to the cinema and I’m not alone with Irish people the highest per-capita cinema-goers in Europe. I sometimes wish that life was a movie and we had a script we could read from but other times I’m glad that we get the chance to write our own scripts. I guess what I love is happy endings. So this weekend be sure to make your own movie and be sure to give yourself the starring role – Lights, Camera, Action.
Enjoy the long May bank holiday weekend.
Happy Flyday.
“A film is – or should be – more like music than like fiction. It should be a progression of moods and feelings. The theme, what’s behind the emotion, the meaning, all that comes later.” [Stanley Kubrick]
“A lot of movies are about life, mine are like a slice of cake.” [Alfred Hitchcock]
“I think cinema, movies, and magic have always been closely associated. The very earliest people who made film were magicians.” [Francis Ford Coppola]
“You know what your problem is, it’s that you haven’t seen enough movies – all of life’s riddles are answered in the movies.” [Steve Martin]
“Film is one of the three universal languages, the other two: mathematics and music” [Frank Capra]
Tis a strong wind out there this morning, nearly got blown into work – didn’t need to take the train at all! So with more weather warnings and the west, north and midlands flooded to bejaysus, guess we have been fairly lucky with just a bit of wind. Also what is going on between losing out on our place in the World Cup, Jedward being kicked out of X-Factor, all that flooding at the weekend and the public sector strikes, November is looking decidedly glum. Not the best end to the year but hey christmas is just around the corner.
So again with a lot of arm twisting I ended up heading to a singles club on Saturday! Was dreading it all week but actually the night turned out better than expected. Was being advised on all sides to quit whining and get out there and there was even an article from Belle de Jour in the Weekend magazine of the Irish Independent which touched on the topic and yes even the Hooker had some gems of advice:
About being 30 and single: Since she brings it up, I mention that I know lots of cool, smart, attractive women who start panicking when they turn 30 because they aren’t married with kids. Changing that trend is beyond any one woman’s power, it seems.
“Trust me, babe, when we’re all living to 120, then being over 30 will be like turning 16,” Magnanti jokes.
About finding a man: So, if even a hooker can find true love, nothing’s out of the question. But the perfect person is not going to come knocking on our door — unless you’re into Jehovah’s Witnesses.”
We were two weeks too early for the club and ended up in the middle of a Turkish party complete with Belly dancer – it was an odd start to the night but after one cosmo on special we decided to try another venue. Think they are the best nights when plans go awry. Ended up in Doheny & Nesbitt’s followed by the Baggot Inn. Both places were jammed but good fun. And if I hadn’t gone out I wouldn’t have met Mr. Movember and all the different name variations of John – seriously do all John’s travel in packs. Movember is an annual, month-long celebration of the moustache, highlighting men’s health issues, specifically prostate cancer. It means that you see even more men than usual sporting moustaches but guess it is for a good cause. Okay maybe I didn’t meet the man of my dreams but what Saturday night did teach me was it’s still nice to get dressed up and go out on a Saturday night and yes I do need to make more of an effort to go out in the future. Maybe I’ll put the cat on hold for the time being! Nana will be pleased.
So I fell off the diet wagon at the weekend and landed in a lovely soft pile of cookies, scones and cakes! I hosted an afternoon tea party for bookclub and when doing something I like to do it right. So out came the china – I borrowed my mum’s bone china teaset that she got as a wedding present and friday night was spent baking up a storm – there were scones, cookies and sandwich mixes. My scones didn’t rise but with the jam and cream sure you’d hardly notice. I made hazelnut and chocolate chip cookies which were yummy. As well as a trip to the market in the morning to pick up some flowers (was looking for posies but had to improvise with cabbage flowers) and a cake (poppy and lemonseed). It was back to make the sandwiches and set the table. The girls arrived laden down with surprises like Brown Thomas macarooms (the staple of afternoon tea), Pink Lemonade, homemade peanut butter cookies, strawberry cheesecake and lovely flowers. Afternoon tea was a success. Even though the girls laughed at the little teacups and it did take copious cups of tea to equate to a regular mug!! All in all a lovely way to spend an afternoon and what better way to fall off the wagon!
So the majority of the time, am happy in my blissful state of singledom until someone points it out like asking me to go to singles nights (yucky) or worst of all weddings (double yucky). And so my equilibrium has been shaken by not one but both of these leading me to once again question my dedication to my life as is and my quest for more! I used to love weddings – the dress, the cake, the dancing – what’s not to love but then it became more about the plus one or should I say minus one than the day itself.
I guess in your twenties it doesn’t really matter – sure you’re young and having fun but it all starts to matter a lot more in your thirties. My poor Nana is desperate for me to settle down and find a man so much so that every time I see her the first question out of her mouth is “How’s the love life?”. Even with Dementia, she hasn’t forgotten my single status even though on occasion she forgets who I am! I’ve thought about making someone up just to please her but then thought better of it. And then you have Lily Allen harping on about life being over at 30 in her song ’22’:
“When she was 22 the future looked bright
But she’s nearly 30 now and she’s out every night
I see that look in her face she’s got that look in her eye
She’s thinking how did I get here and wondering why
It’s sad but it’s true how society says
Her life is already over
There’s nothing to do and there’s nothing to say
Til the man of her dreams comes along picks her up and puts her over his shoulder” (Oh please!)
At least I’m not alone in this check out the following newspaper articles on the topic:
Sexy, Single and Thirtysomething
Love is a battlefield so I guess it’s time to pick up my weapons and prepare for battle or alternatively I think I’ll get a cat and name him George (just to please my nana).
Let’s just say sometimes the glossiest looking apple isn’t all it’s made out to be. Many a woman has come a cropper by the lure of an apple – think Snow White, think Eve. Snow White finally succumbs to the temptation of a beautiful, red-cheeked apple, which is, of course, laced with poison. In the story of Adam and Eve, the apple was the “forbidden fruit” becoming a symbol for knowledge, immortality, temptation, the fall of man into sin, and sin itself.
Life is an orchard. My advice embrace the pear, plenty more fruit on the tree. Or better yet continue to strive for perfection and search for the elusive pear apple, the best of both worlds.
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