How lovely.

I had a difficult day at work today, it wasn’t so much the technical side, in fact that part was easy but the implementation was the hard bit. One or two minor problems took an age to solve and really tested my patience. I often get problems at work, who doesn’t? It is often the little things that annoy and take up the time. When I got home my ex. confronted me with a problem she’s been dealing with. She is incapacitated and cannot work at the moment but she’d had an assessment recently by an NHS doctor who, in his opinion says she is able to work and that her support has been withdrawn as a result of his report. The thing is, she isn’t swinging the lead as it were and her own doctor agrees so she was asking me for advice in how to write a letter of complaint. She would dearly like to resume work but unfortunately at this time she is unfit, I should know, I have to run around after her at home! I know the NHS has to weed out the idlers but come on, when one’s own doctor says she is unfit they should take notice. I have every confidence that something can be agreed, she’ll just need to be patient. So I grabbed something to eat and went into the rear lounge to relax and play some guitar. I’d just sat down and was halfway through a song when I glanced out of the window. There before me was the most wonderful rainbow I had ever seen. A complete arc from west to east and high in the sky. It was bright enough to show a reflection, a mirror image of itself. I was awestruck at it’s beauty. I called to my ex. to come and look and she had to admit it was a lovely thing to see. According to Scripture, God told Noah that He would never again allow a flood to engulf the planet and He set a rainbow in the sky as a symbol of His promise. I remembered that Scripture as I gazed upon that lovely sight and felt such a peace come over me.

Shirley Anne

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Typical Sunday?

I was very tired last night even though I hadn’t really exerted myself yesterday. I did not want to get out of bed, it was warm and cosy and my dreams were pleasant if not odd. It was about 10.30 when I decided I had to finally arise. I brushed my teeth but didn’t wash or bathe……treadmill time! I put on the gear went downstairs and did the job. On returning upstairs to bathe I was still too hot and sticky so I decided to wrap a few Christmas presents. After a while I went to the bathroom and had my bath, shampoo and conditioned my hair. Back to the bedroom to dress and apply my make-up. I always wear make-up. Downstairs to cook my lunch/dinner or whatever you might call it then upstairs again to finish wrapping the presents. It was around 3.00 when I eventually got back downstairs. Now I went online, checked blogs, mail and my own blog. I am considering going to the pub but I have been drinking cider this afternoon and maybe I’ll stay in instead. I have been getting calls for work anyhow and will be occupied tomorrow so I don’t want to get too drunk! LOL Typical Sunday it isn’t and I’m glad about that.

Shirley Anne

Almost done and dusted.

At last I am almost done and dusted with Christmas prezzies. My ex’s. gift arrived yesterday but I was at the pub so she collected it. Fortunately there was nothing on the outside to indicate it’s contents! Tomorrow I will start wrapping and writing cards which will take up an hour or two in the afternoon. After completing three jobs this morning and a short trip into town so that we could do some banking, my ex. and I are sitting on our butts and just relaxing for a change. I might get up and fix myself a drink (she is on meds.) and ease the burden of it all….LOL

Shirley Anne

Cold and up a tree.

This morning found me up a tree, fingers numb with the cold wind and occasional shower raining down upon me. I was replacing a faulty floodlight. I seem to get all the nice jobs. The weather forecast was sunny but it wasn’t sunny at 9am! The other floodlight, in a more respectable place around the house was easier to reach but actually more difficult to fit. I can’t win can I? Anyway the job got done, I got paid and I went into town to get some Christmas wrapping paper and other paraphernalia. It was around noon when I got back home so I said to my ex. ‘Come on, we are going out to lunch’. About an hour or so later we did just that, to a carvery about 8 miles away. The meal, roast dinner, cost a mere £5 per head and as much as you could eat. I don’t know how they do it for the price. Later I was dropped at my local pub and I spent about four hours there…LOL. After a brief spell on my guitar I am now catching up with my emails and blogs. I have to retire early tonight as I have work early in the morning. I am no longer cold and up a tree but warm, rosy and sitting by the fireside.

Shirley Anne

Suddenly I’m famous!

I am finding so many people visiting my blog lately which is very nice to know. It’s as though I’d just become famous! Well I am not famous but just an ordinary girl going about my daily chores and enjoying my life as best I can. I love making new friends and I consider all those who bother to look me up as my friends. Close friends are few and far between in my life even though I am a very friendly and sociable person. I am not complaining of course but it is nice to know people take an interest in little ol’ me. Mind you they say there’s no accounting for taste! LOL. Today for instance I have been inundated with calls but unfortunately they were all only asking for me to work for them. Maybe I have become famous in that way, I certainly get many people contacting me through somebody’s recommendation. I wished I had a really close friend though, it’s something I think we all should have in our lives. I have my ex. who can only be described as my soul mate and one who is very dearly loved, aside from her there is nobody whom I could call a very close friend. Now I hope those of my friends who are reading this don’t take that the wrong way.
I think I should hate being famous for the wrong reasons but it’s nice being recognised and appreciated.

Shirley Anne

Just waiting……….

Woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head……so the Lennon/McCartney song goes. Well not exactly like that but every morning it’s the same old routine. It takes me but a half hour to wash, dress and apply my make-up and I am ready for the day ahead. Today, as yesterday I am pottering about just waiting………I am waiting for a phone call to do a job but no-one is calling so far. I am waiting for a parcel to be delivered, it is the last Christmas present and it is for my ex. I won’t say what it is now in case she is reading this! So I did manage to buy all my presents before the end of November after all. I ordered my ex’s. present online on Sunday but it takes a couple of days to process. If it arrives before lunchtime we will be dining out this afternoon, if not, then another day…..unless I get work. So I am waiting………..

Shirley Anne

So sad……..

So sad. I have just read an article about Solange Magnano, a former Miss Argentina model who has died at the age of just 38 after surgery to improve the shape of her buttocks. She underwent cosmetic surgery to have implants in her buttocks but an unspecified liquid injection formed clots in her brain and lungs. Evidently her surgeon was not a professional. She leaves a husband and children. So very sad………..

Shirley Anne

’twas on a frosty morning……

The title of an old English song rings true this morning. The first day of December has brought a widespread frost over the whole country. I had occasion to take out the garbage bin for collection today and looked with dismay at the countless needles and cones which lay strewn across our front driveways. There were ordinary leaves there too. It was only a week or so since I last cleared up the drive but with last week’s windy weather and it being Autumn many more needles, cones and leaves had dropped from the trees. It is cold this morning and any surface water has turned to ice. However the driveway needed clearing so I found the yard brush and swept it all into a heap ready to be binned later. We have a natural waste collection every two weeks but today they collect recyclable waste, metal cans, bottles and paper. I didn’t notice or rather feel the cold as I was exercising! When I got back inside though I realised how cold I really was! Does this mean Winter has decided to come early or is it just an isolated icy day? We’ll see.

Shirley Anne

Music….is that it?

Now I remember………it was Music that I wanted to write about yesterday. I could go into a lengthy article about music but I’ve not the time and probably not the ability. I was just thinking recently in why people like music and why they have particular tastes and preferences in music. So what is it about music that is so inviting and pleasant to us? It was said years ago when Rock ‘n Roll started and later when we first heard ‘Heavy Rock’ that people were attracted to the beat because it was symbolic of our time in the womb when we could hear our mothers’ heartbeat. We were in a safe environment and the association is not hard to accept or believe. Maybe that is so. To understand that we have to go back to the roots of music’s creation. That means thousands of years. The first music was most probably born when somebody was tapping a stick on a rock or other hard surface, accidentally at first but then deliberately as a means of relaxation. It is easy to see where that would have led. The basis of any music is in its bass rhythm. These days much popular music has a strong bass and that is what initially attracts us. Of course it would be silly to say that is the only attraction but where it is strong it is certainly noticeable! Our tastes in music varies considerably from person to person and that is what makes ‘our’ music so special to us. If somebody doesn’t like our taste in music we sometimes cannot appreciate why. When I was very young my experience of music came through the radio and was limited to whatever music station my parents were listening to. So I grew up liking the music of the thirties, forties and early fifties and also classical music. As I grew up my tastes changed somewhat and I began to listen to the music of the late fifties, the sixties and seventies and became ‘one tracked’, forsaking all other music for heavy rock, ballads and pop. I have matured somewhat over the years in my appreciation of music. Nowadays I like all music but do have preferences. As long as what I am listening to can be called music and not just noise I will enjoy it. My tastes are very varied and cover all genres. Presently when driving I am tuned into Classic FM and it is most enjoyable. Sometimes I will listen to Rock FM or another similar station and find that equally enjoyable. It’s a question of what mood I am in. I don’t reject any music out of hand and will listen until I am bored with it! The same applies when I am playing my guitar, I switch between different types of songs, different keys when I get bored with them. I like music because I can listen or play it to suit my moods.

Shirley Anne