I have to rush as there are last minute things to be thrown into the suitcase
I may change designers this year but certainly not my perfume.
Oh and did I tell you that Placido has agreed to come with me? Simply divine dahlings!
See you all there!
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Don't Forget the Willow Manor Ball!
Just popped in to remind everyone that it's Willow's 5th Annual Ball at Willow Manor on Sunday.
I have to rush as there are last minute things to be thrown into the suitcase
I may change designers this year but certainly not my perfume.
Oh and did I tell you that Placido has agreed to come with me? Simply divine dahlings!
See you all there!
I have to rush as there are last minute things to be thrown into the suitcase
I may change designers this year but certainly not my perfume.
Oh and did I tell you that Placido has agreed to come with me? Simply divine dahlings!
See you all there!
Monday, October 22, 2012
Too Much Going On!
The last seven days have flown by and it's only now that I realize I haven't posted and/or visited my wonderful friends.
Work wise I have been extremely busy - no sign of a replacement but then again I've decided that's not my problem because after the 14 December, it really won't matter what I think. I don't think it matters much now either but the work does continue.
Over the weekend, we pulled off a two day Preachers Workshop with the renowned Fr Maurice Nutt CSsR who will also be conducting a three night Revival for us starting tonight. Anyone interested in photographs of the weekend can see them on either my Face Book page or the Evangelization Commission Face Book page.
I am presently involved in a Convention (Catholics in the Workplace) which takes place on the 24 November to say nothing of the day to day things that come to my desk.
Have a wonderful week everyone and I will be catching up with you at some stage. I may even have time to post a Magpie although this week's picture, at one glance, has not shouted out at me.
Come January it seems I'm going to have all the time in the world!! Either that or God has a better plan for me which I actually believe He has!
Work wise I have been extremely busy - no sign of a replacement but then again I've decided that's not my problem because after the 14 December, it really won't matter what I think. I don't think it matters much now either but the work does continue.
Over the weekend, we pulled off a two day Preachers Workshop with the renowned Fr Maurice Nutt CSsR who will also be conducting a three night Revival for us starting tonight. Anyone interested in photographs of the weekend can see them on either my Face Book page or the Evangelization Commission Face Book page.
I am presently involved in a Convention (Catholics in the Workplace) which takes place on the 24 November to say nothing of the day to day things that come to my desk.
Have a wonderful week everyone and I will be catching up with you at some stage. I may even have time to post a Magpie although this week's picture, at one glance, has not shouted out at me.
Come January it seems I'm going to have all the time in the world!! Either that or God has a better plan for me which I actually believe He has!
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Happy Sunday 14 Oct 2012
This Saturday evening is the first day since Monday last that I've felt almost human. Don't ask - I don't know! All that I know is that I have felt dreadful and spent the majority of time between my bed and my bathroom!
The good news is that my scales are 15lbs lighter!!
It's probably unlikely that I lost that amount in the almost 6 days of whatever it was because I actually began to watch my weight a few weeks ago - although I hadn't noticed any dramatic loss. However my husband insists that it is a result of the last few days adding that he can tell as the spare tyre has gone. It won't come to using the services of this man
because he was absolutely amazing in that he looked after me so well! Boy he's lucky but he better not push it! After almost 29 years you'd think he'd have learned what's on and what's off limits. Mid riffs and butts are definitely off limits!
So am being positive as it's back to work on Monday (imagine being ill for a great deal of one's holiday) but I will take the remainder of of my entitlement before the year is out. My days of saying 'it's okay' are over!!
Have a wonderful Sunday everyone and be blessed.
It's my ex sister in law's birthday today. She won't read this but Happy Birthday Elizabeth Harris, popular novelist whose first book was 'The Herb Gatherers'.
The good news is that my scales are 15lbs lighter!!
It's probably unlikely that I lost that amount in the almost 6 days of whatever it was because I actually began to watch my weight a few weeks ago - although I hadn't noticed any dramatic loss. However my husband insists that it is a result of the last few days adding that he can tell as the spare tyre has gone. It won't come to using the services of this man
because he was absolutely amazing in that he looked after me so well! Boy he's lucky but he better not push it! After almost 29 years you'd think he'd have learned what's on and what's off limits. Mid riffs and butts are definitely off limits!
So am being positive as it's back to work on Monday (imagine being ill for a great deal of one's holiday) but I will take the remainder of of my entitlement before the year is out. My days of saying 'it's okay' are over!!
Have a wonderful Sunday everyone and be blessed.
It's my ex sister in law's birthday today. She won't read this but Happy Birthday Elizabeth Harris, popular novelist whose first book was 'The Herb Gatherers'.
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Love Sickness
MAGPIE 138
Sick woman 1665, Jan Steen
Photograph Courtesy Tess Kinkaid, Magpie Tales
What ails thee gentle woman
For no fever can I detect
No beads of sweat
Upon thy brow
Maybe a heart defect?
If thou didst know what ails me
Feeling further for a clue
Thou wouldst know
Without a doubt
My problem sir is you!
Barbara M Lake ©
Trinidad WI
October 2012
Sunday, October 7, 2012
In Another Life
My husband swears I was a Latino in another life! Probably because I've danced on tables to this number - and a few others!
We're still dancing!
We're still dancing!
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Negativity Fighting Faith
The last few days have not been great. I am holiday which is probably not a good thing as it's given me time to think about the forthcoming 'forced' retirement. Instead of doing the things that one normally does whilst away from work, apart from brooding over my situation, I have attended a couple of work related meetings, taken and made phone calls, received and written e mails and waited for a week for the car to come back from the mechanic. Probably just as well as the weather has been lousy so car or no car, no days in the sun walking along the beach and letting sand sift through my toes.
I was going to sort out my wardrobe but it's still waiting. All the clothes that I'm going to give away because I'll never get down to that size again, are still hanging in there. All the books that I was going to move from one of the bookshelves are still sitting there. The shelves in the dry food cupboard are still in disarray. The book I was going to start has been put back onto the pile waiting to be read. 'The English Patient' which I started watching four nights ago is still on pause and it had hardly started. Basically the things that I need to do are not being done and I know it's because I cannot work up an enthusiasm for anything. My husband says I'm tired and need to rest. Well, that's all I seem to have been doing - resting and thinking. Thinking and worrying. I'm not normally a negative person - you know the story - glass half full or half empty type of thing but this time, I'm floored. Totally and absolutely floored because of the way the departure from my job has been done by those who have the final say. I cannot write about it yet because not only am I too angry but also because I'm still there and cannot afford any backlash between now and the end of the year. I have been offered another position within another department which I am thinking about but realistically I cannot afford to go part time, take such a massive drop in salary and still be expected to use my car with no gas allowances. But that again, is another story.
I am sure there are thousands of people out there like me but they are not me. Although I love my job, I work because I have to work. Having lost a business, homes and all possessions in the 90s, we have never recovered. My husband has been 'black listed' in this country because he is known for his intolerance of corruption so therefore has not been able to get a job since 1996. Yes we started a small business but things are very slow. Why don't we leave the country? You need money to up and start again.
I was feeling particularly low on Tuesday evening even after going to a Christian meditation session which a girl friend had invited me to. The session was wonderful but I really don't know what happened after that. I just could not get rid of that big black cloud thing that I'd posted on Face Book the day before.
It just came to a head and suddenly I was tired of everything. My humour seemed to have plummeted so one of the first things I did was post on Face book words to the effect that I was going to be scarce for a while as I wasn't very nice to be around. I used the expression that my late father sometimes came out with when he was unhappy about something - 'I'm disenchanted with life' . When I thought about it the following day I decided it wasn't life that has me feeling so, but people, People who have lied, people who have made the whole thing worse by pretending to have my best interests at heart, people who know they've done wrong so are trying to make up for it in ways that they think I can't see through, people telling me what they think I want to hear and people covering for each other.
All in all, it's a betrayal. A betrayal by those who because of the positions they hold, are looked up to. People who are not 'in the know' don't think these men can do any wrong. What they see is not necessarily what they get. I have been around far too long, seen far too much and heard far too much and perhaps that's what they're afraid of.
It will get better. I know it will because I know where my trust lies and it certainly isn't in man. I'm told I'm very good at advising people who are in desperate situations so you'd think that I'd be more positive in my own. Doesn't work like that!!
After my Face Book eruption I was heartened to receive so many private messages most if not all, asking me not to shut down. Some good cyberspace friends have shared thoughts which are much appreciated and although I'm still in lethargy mode with an unwillingness to do anything (don't even ask how I managed to get this bog out - I have no idea), I know in my heart of hearts that this can't last forever.
A friend left this on my FB page. I want to share it because I believe that there are people out there who may need to read it too.
I was going to sort out my wardrobe but it's still waiting. All the clothes that I'm going to give away because I'll never get down to that size again, are still hanging in there. All the books that I was going to move from one of the bookshelves are still sitting there. The shelves in the dry food cupboard are still in disarray. The book I was going to start has been put back onto the pile waiting to be read. 'The English Patient' which I started watching four nights ago is still on pause and it had hardly started. Basically the things that I need to do are not being done and I know it's because I cannot work up an enthusiasm for anything. My husband says I'm tired and need to rest. Well, that's all I seem to have been doing - resting and thinking. Thinking and worrying. I'm not normally a negative person - you know the story - glass half full or half empty type of thing but this time, I'm floored. Totally and absolutely floored because of the way the departure from my job has been done by those who have the final say. I cannot write about it yet because not only am I too angry but also because I'm still there and cannot afford any backlash between now and the end of the year. I have been offered another position within another department which I am thinking about but realistically I cannot afford to go part time, take such a massive drop in salary and still be expected to use my car with no gas allowances. But that again, is another story.
I am sure there are thousands of people out there like me but they are not me. Although I love my job, I work because I have to work. Having lost a business, homes and all possessions in the 90s, we have never recovered. My husband has been 'black listed' in this country because he is known for his intolerance of corruption so therefore has not been able to get a job since 1996. Yes we started a small business but things are very slow. Why don't we leave the country? You need money to up and start again.
I was feeling particularly low on Tuesday evening even after going to a Christian meditation session which a girl friend had invited me to. The session was wonderful but I really don't know what happened after that. I just could not get rid of that big black cloud thing that I'd posted on Face Book the day before.
All in all, it's a betrayal. A betrayal by those who because of the positions they hold, are looked up to. People who are not 'in the know' don't think these men can do any wrong. What they see is not necessarily what they get. I have been around far too long, seen far too much and heard far too much and perhaps that's what they're afraid of.
It will get better. I know it will because I know where my trust lies and it certainly isn't in man. I'm told I'm very good at advising people who are in desperate situations so you'd think that I'd be more positive in my own. Doesn't work like that!!
After my Face Book eruption I was heartened to receive so many private messages most if not all, asking me not to shut down. Some good cyberspace friends have shared thoughts which are much appreciated and although I'm still in lethargy mode with an unwillingness to do anything (don't even ask how I managed to get this bog out - I have no idea), I know in my heart of hearts that this can't last forever.
A friend left this on my FB page. I want to share it because I believe that there are people out there who may need to read it too.
Monday, October 1, 2012
Thinking Thin
MAGPIE 137
It Must Be Time for Lunch Now, 1976 by Francesca Woodman
Photograph courtesy Tess Kinkaid, Magpie Tales on Blogger
If I hide under the window sill
Covered by a tea towel
They'll think I'm out
They will only call me once
Shrugging their shoulders
When I don't appear
They will not come looking
Checking to see
If I'm going to eat
I don't like being at the table
Where all can see
Me playing with food
I'll stay here instead and bend
The forks and spoons
Into interesting shapes
Assaulting the family's precious silver
Lets me concentrate
On thinking thin
Barbara M Lake ©
Trinidad WI
October 2012
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