Life’s A Rollercoaster, Just Gotta Ride It

Here’s a line graph of my Happiness against Time for the year 2009:

As you can see November had not been all that great for me. In fact it’s probably the worst month of the year: 2 deaths and then I got sick twice resulting in two cancelled trips. :(

Oh well, best to remember that life is a series of ups and downs. Cherish the good times and when you’re down, it’s good to know that you’ve had your fun and can look forward to a possible upswing in the near future.

Speaking of remembering the good bits, Gwen Bell (my blog find of the year!) has a fantastic idea for the month of December (I know this is a little late). It’s called The Best of 2009 Blog Challenge . It’s a look back on the parts you like best in the year 2009, so go ahead and check it out.  I was really tempted to join in the fun but that wouldn’t be too wise: holiday season projects + many days off work last month = large Christmas Backlog Cake.

Feeling Blessed

Sometimes it takes the most random and tiniest of things to make me realise how beautifully blessed my life is. I am so thankful for these moments of complete and utter clarity. :)

Follow Your Instinct - Or Consider the Alternative

Have a glorious weekend! :)

Weatherman

The stray cat has been granted a temporary stay permit until his claws grow back (the vet cut them real short). We call him Gray and he can predict the weather. Well, sort of.

When he’s crouched in a dark corner, with a moody look on his face and refuses to budge even when you tempt him with delicious wet food, you can expect rain in about half an hour. I’m pretty sure a lot of cats out there have similar reactions to impending bad weather but none of my other spoiled cats do this so it’s a new experience for us. Does your pet do this?

Read: Oscar the cat predicts patient deaths (or caused their deaths? LOL)

Beautiful Sunday

Cat rubbing its wet nose against my toes
Green tea and warm sponge cake
Lavender and chamomile body lotion
Good hair day

Makes Me Think

Today, I interviewed a woman who is terminally ill.

“So,” I tried to delicately ask, “What is it like to wake up every morning and know that you are dying?”

“Well,” she responded, “What is it like to wake up every morning and pretend that you are not?” MMT

More thought-provoking life stories at Makes Me Think.

Have a beautiful weekend, folks!