Tuesday 27 November 2012

Not dead, just lazy with updates

So the crunchy leaves have become slippery mush, all grassy areas have become muddy, Tewkesbury is getting nervous and the rest of us are tired of wind, rain, cold, rain and more bloody rain. Weather is crap and we're all getting the pre-Christmas blues.

However last week the guys in the office got bored and put up the decorations. We now have the saddest plastic tree is existence which is actually shedding pins and a stubborn piece of tinsel which would not stay attached to the door frame. But hey, it's gaudy enough to make you smile!


Tuesday 6 November 2012

Relationships

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the relationships in our lives and how we behave within them. My most prominent relationship at the moment is probably with Tom, as we’re a couple and we are actively making the plans for our relationship’s future, but we each have our own connections and relationships with other people.

I am enjoying a new active relationship with Jesus, if I may phrase it that way. It’s been enriching to become part of a church again, and one that is rather different from my previous church experiences. It’s more traditional, perhaps less hierarchal, and there’s more “sit-stand-sit-stand” which gives my legs a break from going to sleep. Also individual silver shot glasses for communion wine which tickles me!



But witnessing others’ relationships around me can be enlightening and heart-warming, as well as difficult and upsetting. I recently watched a loved one have a big argument with some family members over their treatment of a mutual relation, which resulted in both arguers cutting off immediate contact with each other and a lot of internal misery (at least at the end I was with) which breaks my heart. How can we cause so much pain to one another?

I’m not at all innocent in these issues; those who were around during my teens may remember a bad-tempered girl who was constantly fighting her mother and giving her grief and struggling with her peers. I can’t swear to being a totally reformed character but I hope I value people more and show them – even if I have to live fifty miles away from mum to have that! And even then we can still piss each other off.



So in the back of my mind the horrible truth that one day whatever offspring I  product will come to hate me in turn too. Great.

But back to the here and now. Family should not be divided over money and power. Neither should couples. Or friends. We are all human at the end of the day, so the only real resentment I think can harbour is the acts which hurt each other. And we should try to not do many of those too.

Sunday 4 November 2012

From leaves to streams

Left the house to go to church this morning and found the roads into the village had become small rivers with cars splashing several feet of water up each side whenever they managed to drive past. Hmm. 

Well, meeting called off as it was unsafe and more than a bit wet out, so I spent the day home sitting about most of the time, which we all know is one of my favourite past times.

But it summed up a weekend which has been good considering so little has gone to plan...

Sat my parents came up to us with the intentions of going shopping, getting me to try my wedding dress again with the rest of the ensemble, and then a meal at the pub with Tom's parents before heading to a fireworks display.

Meal times had to be rearranged, then cancelled, but we got to cook my folks a roast (which was actually delicious it must be said). However it was chucking it down all day so no town, and no fireworks. But we did brave a trip to a pub for a pint and conversation, which somehow mostly ended up being about snakes, much to my mother's displeasure.

So now it's the evening, the waters have finally drained away and Tom and I managed to have a dry walk to the shop and back so now we have the staples of bread, milk and halloween-themed creme eggs. I also booked tomorrow off purely because I decided I don't like that Sunday evening feeling of back-to-work-tomorrow so am delaying it for a day. Ah, procrastination!