Pimped and Personal Mini Christmas Pudding Pressies for My Favourite Ladies :)

Bake your way to Bliss-Ville!

Cook

Cute

Cheap

Class

Chic

Iced

with

Love

🙂

4 Down, 4 To Go 🙂

Please heal my friend, an Angel of mine

Please scatter her sleep with dreams divine

Please infiltrate her pain with scenes sublime

Please trigger the memories that strengthen her spine

Please let her know she’s committed no crime

Please bring her your love through each wave, and all time

Please heal my friend…an angel of mine

Please open her heart and leave her eyes blind

Please give her your blinkers, allow her to hide

Please give her your arms when she breaks down and cries

Please fill her with peace when she just can’t abide

The Outer Ripples of Judgements…Friends of Friends

Humans lie for many reasons; one less mentioned and less obvious reason, is to protect our privacy

Up until recently, I always thought it better to tell your close friends the real reasons behind your decisions and actions, as real friends generally accept you no matter what, and having true friends in your life is a blessing not to be under-estimated

I can be a bit anal about this, as I’m over sensitive about lies (even though I am at times, a liar). I like people who tell you how it is, even when it isn’t rosy, because you know where you are with them.

But I also have friends who believe they are being a better friend by not being straight with me, if the issue is controversial, hurtful and/or potentially explosive, and I see this method as just as committed, compassionate and loving.

Another thoughtful way of dealing with a lack of understanding; both methods come from the desire to be a good friend. It’s a matter of preference, rather than better or worse ways

HOWEVER, if your reasons for doing something or not doing something are kinda abnormal to said friend(s), and especially if they cannot understand or relate to them, they can and do make judgements about you that are outright wrong and hurtful, and if the reasons become increasingly outlandish, the less people get you, and the more you are subjected to being labelled something you are not

Which kinda pisses all of us off!

Short Number 30 – Big and Small

Big is BIG by nature, so she did everything she could to source a giant canvas and an oversized pad, and she filled them with everything she could – A 33rd of her pie

Small is MASSIVE by nature, but when she thought small was small, medium and large, she did them MASSIVE anyway – A 32th (tooth) of 32’s

Word  Count – 59

Judgy Wudgy Pants/ Dear Oh Law Dawny, never small scale!

I have a little bit of ‘tude… and a selection of feelings/emotions and reactions, feeding the general mood and conclusions of this spillage!

Pretty sure you won’t make it to the end. Note to self – OH MY GOD I bloody love my pretty page, and an idea for new wallpaper is firmly sorted!

Back to a rather long-winded moan/analysis/poke around/thanks/oh balls/less judgy wudgy hypocrisy, in my CD-rom soul.

All delivered through my strange eyes, stranger life happenings, and the humble yet positively trappy opinions I own as of now

In short, me spilling AGAIN! 🙂

Firstly, as I traipsed onto my page after a short break, I just had to chuckle at the utter mental-ness of my entries of late, which was induced by a number of rather shocking changes to my identity. As one of my dear friends summed up as good reason for my shifting perception – I am maliable. I would have to say on a short note

The aliens pondered…BUT it’d be so boring!

Ten Little Aliens

The Aliens called a meeting, seeing the first and last of a kind in epic gargantuan measures, they thought,… but if we let them have it that way, we’ll have to go back to being bored with no-one to play withAnd everytime they tried to reboot her lately, things were not going to plan and she said, stop being such Doofus’s, you are in on it, part of the crew, on your next scoop through, pick her up and take her with you

Only trouble with that plan was that old Mother Nature could not, by default, leave earth or any of it’s species

Cluedo – Such a Fabulous Game

Cluedo (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

In my dreams I was having a game of cluedo with my friends, and I got this mysterious clue, it was related to backwards

Back tracking

It was in knowing that the 24 hour clock was the secret killer of the game, when midday became 00.00, and not 12.00, just like midnight became 00.00, the alien in the right hand top corner, playing mr invisible… sighed

You know best clearly

Father forgive me, for I have lived, loved and lost in everyway, and caused others pain along the way.

Jenny said, what the fuck has that gotta do with the game in hand you outdated bible bashing fruit bat 😉 That made me chuckle

He got his way, when he agreed to meet in the middle of the board, because her plan was the only one that guaranteed his nation would be saved from more mis-treatment

Poxy woman again! Getting in the way just like nature intended

He sighed and chuckled cos he was light years past humanity, and uncatchable

Damn aliens!

I promise I WILL wait for everyone, unless I must compromise ONE soul, (My other half) If HE swears to marry me forever ONLY, other than that, back to the future we ALL GO!!

I get it, where you all are and what fun you are having

I get that as a human (by origin), it is normally at a persons lowest point that they seek help, any help, in desperation and mass sadness – my next door neighbour guided me to a book and it saved my life and yours, we are adored intrinsically in this heaven…

It just said, I fooooooking love you Dawny, I can’t do anything but love you, no matter what you have been and think you have been, neither can I unlove your creations, because we needed them for the backdrop of heaven and earth. I cannot scold you for making a choice, when there was only ever one of two to make, to take, from the world I created, but hey, what a fucking epic test run and selection of movies to chuckle together at for REAL…movies of excitement, theres only MORE of that in my gaff, and your gaff ere on earth. Here is the ONLY place you will actually be able to wake up for the FIRST time, TRUST ME ON THIS ONE ay? For old times sake 😉 Become who you really are, and love will drop the damn – WE WILL together, as the sum of all parts. And I have good news, because love couldn’t actually be anything but spandangly whilst testing in experience, it made a very realsitic dreams and nightmares world. We made it together, so why all these miles? It takes time I know, and I’m a patient little treasure

Oh and to the man of my dreams, you’re gonna have to tell me the secrets in good time about our next step, and leave us poor humanites to heaven inside and out, same mirror image, same age, same imperfect bunch of peeps with the greatest gift on earth in their possession, adoration, un-doable adoration, come on my little toe paleeeease?

Whilst I wasn’t looking, you went through the entire alphabet, cloning, honing and perfecting energy, en as you called it, and zen as it now stands, indestructable

‘Counting My Blessings’ (‘Friendssings’)…with a big old smile on my face :)

 These last 2 weeks, between them, my dearest mates and my utterly fabulous sister have had me cry with laughter and love, soooo many times… through the hilarity and drama we all seem to be continuously steeped in 🙂

We’ve been on roads of discovery, naughty-ness, stress, change, inspiration, not to mention mind opening rants of world-changing, and epic proportions. There have been highs and lows and dramas galore, but more than anything, it has been special, simply because they have all been so present…

It’s been like 2 weeks of ‘Friends Sandals Heaven’

Added to this, I cannot stop watching the utterly inspiring clip of

Short Number 17 – I am Strong, I am Invincible, I am WOMAN :)!

From Abu Dhabi to London Town.

Women are suppressed in a thousand tiny ways, and a million big ones too!

But as the song says…

I am strong, I am invincible, I am Woman

Ooooooooooo…

Never forget the power of the female psyche. It overcomes, it conquers, it comforts, and it never caves!

Remember Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte…Keep your friends close and you will forever be…

A strong… invincible… WOMAN

Ooooooooo… 😉

(70 words)

You will remember; Until you learn to Forget…and then you will remember

Soul Versus Mind Versus Heart – Rounds 1, 2, 3 and 4

When you try

When you really try

It is simply astounding, the amount we CAN CHOOSE to forget (mind wins)

But one day; one day; life will catch your professional soul off guard (soul wins…the soul does not forget; what the heart and mind try to filter out)

So; you will remember

The Circle of Life rolls round AGAIN!

Noooooooooooooo!!!!!!

They say life is one big circle of destruction and creation, a looping mass of ‘making and breaking’ on a continual rolling cycle.

Let me provide a life example of this phenomena in action, from tonight –

I’m feeling rather creative at the moment, so I decided to download a trial of ‘Mix Pad’, with the idea of recording one of my songs, and then recording a 2^nd track of me harmonising over the top.

Well I began by recording me playing the Ukulele and singing on track 1

Harmonies came on track 2

Then I decided it sounded poo, so I hopped online to see if I could quickly find some free drum tracks and failed miserably, HOWEVER, I then realised I could re-create the sound of the bass drum and a cymbal by…wait for it…beat-boxing! God bless the 90’s children! And along came drums…

‘Almaz, you lucky lucky thing’ – Sorta Song Review

She's the flowers, the wind and spring...

My boss has requested a review on a song, from a personal stand point. I have chosen to write about

Almaz by Randy Crawford

It’s strange listening to it with purposeful but analytical ears. Naming the pieces of the journey that it takes me on has been really quite moving, so thank you for the request…

I absolutely adore the piano, and this song is also one of my Mum’s all time favourites,

She would play it every Saturday full blast and I remember so clearly her passion when she sang along, with a voice almost as beautiful.

I see now that the warmth of it comes largely with the association with my Mum. When she sings she is most free, and I would watch her disappear until she was totally inside the song, her small release from the outside she had to endure.

The first 8 bars of that piano take me back to the feelings of Saturday mornings. The security of the chaos that ensued as the 3 of us played up while Mum pulled out the chairs, and asked us to lift up our feet so she could get the Hoover in the gap; then I remembered how ‘ickle’ I was; and that it was ages before I was included in the ‘lift your feet up club’

The piano and the warm security, if I close my eyes, it takes just 4 bars and I am back there

And then I am taken to school, trumpet lessons with my unforgettable music teacher.

An Odd Pictorial Illustration of a Random Mind Trail…”Good Stuff”

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Never under-estimate the Joy that can be found in “Sickness”

Image by kat st kat via Flickr

Writing this actually proper hurt my brain. I had to think so hard to get this bloody lot out! I can’t bear scrolling down it one more time, so here it comes…

The deeply embedded idea that both science and medicine provide us with solid facts about disease and the physical world, is BULL CRAP!

When push comes to shove, for every truth you buy into, someone else will have been busy dis-believing it and proving it too. Evidence has officially never been so useless…

Or sought after

;///

And we are told to believe experts! Well if they can’t make their bleeding minds up about what causes the a) and what thing solves the b) and where oh where c) really did come from. Why would we believe any of them?

Knowledge is learning everything about something; and knowing that nothing you’re learning is fact, more an insight into someone else’s surety around one ambiguous idea/topic.

Most Perfectionist’s get ‘Life’, I got away with ’27 years’!!

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Life is made up of two types of people

– Perfectionists

And

– Non-Perfectionists

The reasons why we end up in either pile are vast, complex and far-reaching. For the most part, these reasons are deeply entrenched into our psyche, as early as our teenage years…certainly by our 20’s, we are firmly in one gang or the other; and we generally stay there for life. I however; am amongst the scattered few who’ve experienced a double perception on this black and white issue. I was a perfectionist and now I am a definite Non’er…

Practical Positives of being a Perfectionist

Bionic Perfectionists whoop ass in all areas; but for most (irritatingly to them) merely human perfectionists; due to frustrating time constraints, that they concisely calculated in alphabetical order back in year 11 of life…

A ‘Hand’ is Everything, and only a commodity for the ‘Wisest Travellers’

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When you climb a cliff, there are always several edges on the way up,

But the top is typically the point we aim to reach,

The top is where things look most amazing,

The higher we go, the more it takes our breath away,

So we can’t help but keep trying to get to that point,

Compared to the bottom, compared to the middle, the top is always ‘most’,

The greatest climb, the ultimate destination, it is heady, it is exciting, but you cannot have the top without the danger of the edge,

‘Princess Proncina’s’ Many Gifts to Moi :)

Princess Proncina, she received this little nickname for a couple of reasons. 1. She has a regal like tone to her voice when she barks orders from the best armchair in the world 😉 and 2. She also looks like a princess when she sleeps; her little welsh royal head all poised even in slumber! Oh how we chuckled at that cute sight 🙂 God I miss her…She and we are many many things, fellow Scorpio’s…she also happens to be an almost exact copy of myself 16 years ago. When we stand in front of each other, a mirror image stares back both ways.

My Friends, My Loves, My ‘Onion Lovin’ Trainers

I think it’s safe to say that the ‘old romantic kinda love’ is somewhat confusing, and a bit of an enigma to us all… But take true friendship, roll it around in the brain for a bit, and you have all you need to know about what love is. Where its beauty lies, its darkness […]

‘Mis-communication’ is not just about ‘Words’…’It’s about Difference’

I spend quite a bit of time thinking about how we humans mis-communicate with each other, with such ease!! ;//. Should you wish to read part 1 of this thought train; I previously drivvvvled on about this subject, in an entry named ‘The Miscommunication of the Human Interaction’… In summary, I covered the problematic multiple […]