thankful thursday

this week has been a taking pictures kind of week. a catching up with old friends kind of week. a plan making week. a catching up on lost sleep kind of week. this week has been a week that feels as if all the overdue stuff got hit in one fell swoop and i'm grateful for it.

Emma

best part of the week

elbow managed to make a 23,000 capacity arena intimate with guy garvey's talk of what type of love do you practice; the jealous possessive type or the wholehearted life giving type together with his calls for more harmonies during the final encore singalong - the footage of which i found here on you tube - my kind of evening. 

Emma

An unexpected invitation, a trip to the fairground at night. Fun.


Jane

weekly snapshot

Emma

thankful thursday

this past week was seemingly endless days of busy. days where all i wanted was to get off the rollercoaster spinning me up and down and round and round all whilst juggling  responsibility balls in the air trying hard not to faceplant myself as well as them. points were head in hand moments but i was convinced they wouldn't be if i could just get some more sleep. overwhelm was the name of the game as i struggled to slow down in the face of all the demands.  somewhere in the midst of it all i found my voice, spoke up and got off the merry-go-round - just for a few hours - i knew that was all i needed. saturday night was sweeter for it.  it turns out what undid me was people reaching out to me unprompted; songs being given to me that in the authors view defined me, friendship in many forms celebrating my birthday - cards, presents, deliveries, phone calls, messages, happy birthday being sung by various people individually or in groups down a receiver or as videos sent to my phone. i was shown i am loved and i'm thankful for it.

Emma

best part of the week

This week I discovered after reading my favourite magazine, plus a bit of research that a paperweight that had been lying on a shelf collecting dust (and nearly got thrown away in a house move) actually dated back to 1845 and is a collector's item...... I still can't quite believe it. Needless to say I've dusted it.

Jane

saturday night spent listening to tunes after enjoying dinner, not pictured my first conversation with my youngest nephew on the phone nor my oldest nephew falling asleep in his car seat next to me in the car tonight - his last words before sleep claimed him - "happy birthday auntie emma."

Emma

saturday memories

this morning i woke to a text message received from my brother in the early hours. it said this "the wife challenged me to sum you up in three songs, how did i do?" here's what he picked.

i smiled and happy tears fell at the memories of years spent with just a bedroom wall between us listening to each others records penetrate the brickwork. it wasn't until he went to university that i realised i didn't actually own any new order records - they were all his listened to through the wall. 

music is a great memory source for me. this week i posted on facebook a song that was deemed the soundtrack of my life, suddenly friends who knew me as a teenager were commenting about their memories of me associated with the music and my fashion sense at the time. yes, i was a duranie and my fashion sense at that time would not look out of place with the current trend for all things 80's. everything comes back round again - i'm happy i have siblings and good friends who remember and share the memories.

Emma

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thankful thursday

this week i am thankful for lighter evenings. for warmer tempertures that enable me to sit on my deck listening to music - with my french doors open - on the first day of april, no that is not an april fools joke. for trying problems reminding me to soar above circumstance, health and happiness are some of my main ingredients to a life lived full. for this silly quiz taken as a release at the end of very busy day telling me that i am little miss happy. for the knowledge that even though not every day may give you happiness on a plate there is always something to be happy and thankful for if you dig deep enough.

Emma