Words that flow...

Words and images - powerful elements of our everyday life. Most of the time we take them for granted, but sometimes something happens to make you aware of how important they are... and how thankful you are to have the opportunity to use or appreciate them. Here lies some of my words and pictures (which are untouched apart from cropping, unless I've said otherwise) - Please add your words to mine, and leave a comment. Thanks for visiting!

19 May 2007

Three things I love...

(View from the very bottom of my garden)

Shielding my face by draping a long dark cloak over my arm, I whirl into the room, peering round furtively... Is it clear? Can I really sit at the computer?

Trusting nothing, I cast aside the cloak, grab the mouse and click, click, click...(or squeak, squeak, squeak if I grabbed the wrong mouse!) Have I time? Can I get a post out, before son returns from walk to revise more (he's finished in a few days, thank goodness, and blogworld will return to a semblence of normality...maybe) Darn! The phone's gone... that's probably said son... phew, no, it's one of his friends looking for him... a reprieve of a moment more.

So, now, while I have this short time, I'd like to do a post for my friend, Mauro, of One Million Love Messages. Mauro, I have mentioned before, is on a mission. He's trying to spread the words of love, and doesn't believe in small targets. He is aiming for (as the name of his blog might give away... :-) ) one million love messages.


So far there's ninety recorded, so this leaves 999910 to go... can we help him, I wonder? I'm sure there are more than ten out here who could write/ record a message to a loved one... and if each of us pass on the message, then perhaps the goal won't be so far away...

Have I done my message yet? I'm afraid I haven't, but I suspect that once I start, I won't be able to stop. I have so many that I would like to tell I love. My children, mum and sisters and my friends are top of the list. I must admit, I find it hard to decide who to start with. However, I am going to make a pact with myself to send them all a message before the end of the week!

Telling those I love they are special, and letting them know I love them is part of my everyday life. But sometimes I wonder if they understand how much I mean it. The sincerity is part of the peace that comes with the words. Both given and received.

We bloggers who are wishing and hoping for peace know that to achieve a larger, more all-encompassing kind of peace, a stillness that pervades not only our being but also of those around us, we begin with ourselves.

Maybe I mean that in a selfish way, in the true sense of the word - regarding oneself - but maybe I mean it in the way that only you can spread that positiveness.

You can say nice things to people, and make them feel good about themselves. You can make a nice comment about their clothes, their hair or something they've done. You could pass on something good you've heard about them, or someone else. You could simply say hello to someone as you pass (believe me, when someone's done that to me, it's so unexpected it might surprise me, but it is guaranteed to cheers me, so I know it works!!) There's plenty of ways of spreading 'feel-good'.

What I meant by 'selfish' is that only you have control of your bit of the universe. You can't make those around you feel good. You can't make those around you be nice to others or make them smile. You can't make them stop gossiping about so-and-so who's done this or said that, or putting someone down.

In fact, you might sometimes have difficulty controlling your own actions ... keeping your foot out of your mouth, or refraining from venting your annoyance about something that's upset you (which, by the way, is a perfectly acceptable way of letting off steam, but unfortunately does inject a tone of revenge/vendetta/spite/peevishness or whatever) .

It is amazing how one person complaining about another's actions, instead of talking it out with them, can affect everybody in the vicinity. An air of conspiracy develops, as well as guilt for talking about that someone in such a way. The insidiousness of the negativity can 'spread', returning to make everyone feel a little uneasy, especially around the otherwise perfectly pleasant person the steam-letting was about....

Oh, you probably know what I mean. Someone you know, or maybe even yourself has been guilty of getting cross about someone, and telling someone else. I know I have. Now, though, I try to sort things out before they reach that level, and to respect a person enough to confront them and clear the air, rather than doing it behind their back. I'm not perfect, not even good at it, but I try...

Finding something good about a person is easier than I thought at one time. The trouble is, that when we've been hurt/betrayed by someone, we start to look at the not-so-nice behaviours of people, and only see what will help us keep our distance. Once hurt, we mistrust 'niceness' (knowing that it is often a cover for that pervasive gossip and criticism) and develop a trust of the slagging and smearing, because that seems to be at least some kind of 'honesty' (and one that we understand).

It can be hard to veer away from that path we all meander along, and break free from the flow of the gossip 'in-crowd'. I know from my jaunts in the forest that the paths are light, solid and with a known direction. But I also know that away from the path there are hidden brooks, shy deer and sights not seen from the road. In the same way, when you leave the negativeness behind, there are hidden delights of feeling good, and unexpected pleasures of being the instigator of others feeling good.

Now, that's where peace starts. That's where love of life blossoms. When you can see the good things, however little...

Which brings me round to Mauro's Meme... to name three things I love.

My first thought was the people I love, but I'm going to skirt round this one today. The second thought was the many, many little things I love. I'm going to skip these in depth, due to lack of time before I get thrown bodily from this seat... (this cruel act is drawing nigh...). I did wonder whether I could umbrella them all under one title 'little things' that I love, but I'll only do that if I can't think of a third thing (impossible, surely! :-) ):

(Lots of) little things I love [if you've seen Amelie, you'll know what I mean :)] - the first whiff of newly-opened coffee; the sound of the first glass of wine being poured; walking on fresh snow; racing down a steep hill on a plastic tray/sledge (so tobogganing when it snows is compulsory :D); paddling along the seashore, followed by fish 'n' chips as the sun sets; kicking bright coloured leaves walking in the forest; sitting quietly by a lake reflecting trees/mountains; really rough sea (being in it, but not being on it ); snuggling the morning after; that moment when the roller coaster is just about to go over the top; hugs; seeing friends; five minutes peace; Blue Balou; picking up a good book half way through (you don't know you're going to enjoy it in the beginning, and dislike that empty feeling when you just finished!); driving through tree tunnels in bright sunlight; getting mistaken for my younger sister's younger sister...
In fact, there's usually a little something most days to enjoy...

That was the list from my old internet dating profile, but it's still as true today as it was then. So, that leaves me with the very difficult task of naming three things I really, truly, madly deeply love! Not so eazy-peezy-lemon-squeazy!

1) The sky... I can be brought near to tears with a really good sunrise or sunset... I feel so small when I see this beauty created on a scale I can't even comprehend, and yet I can breath in deeply and feel part of it all. Sometimes, I can't decide whether I feel joy that I'm there, soaking it through every pore, sucking it into my lungs, reflecting it in my eyes... or whether I feel sadness that it will soon be gone, that it can't be captured and kept in a bottle to release whenever a deeper need asks it.

My camera is the nearest I have to a bottle. Photographs are the closest thing to recreating those feelings. They are sometimes good, but they never totally recapture the moment. Nor do videos. For that, you need more than the visual and aural senses... you need all six (including that intuitive 'knowing you are there' and feeling in the 'here and now' whilst simultaneously experiencing the other senses)

Further to the visible sky is the knowledge of the vastness beyond, even when the clouds are wrapping the Earth tightly.

2) That moment on waking, after you become aware that you are no longer asleep, but before the moment you know you have to get up. I know this doesn't seem like a big thing, but when you're have big periods of tiredness, and you know that getting up isn't going to help, those moments become precious! :-)

When my hypothyroidism was at its worst, before treatment started, I would have difficulty waking even for 8.30, knowing I'd have to leave almost immediately for work. Then I'd doze at break, my arms as my pillow for half a precious hour. My mind was a fuzzy mess, and memory appalling. By the time I got home, I'd be ready for another doze, often having to set the alarm to fetch the kids as I'd sleep deeper than I meant. Then, I'd about make dinner, before falling asleep for the night at 6.30pm, only waking enough to get the youngsters to bed on time. It was a living nightmare. I was only half alive. I lived for sleeping. Yet always there were things that had to be done - work, fetching and dropping off the kids, washing, cooking, putting kids to bed... Sleep was always a step away, in sight but not obtainable. Yet it was always in my head, calling, lulling, dulling.

Now, the only time in the day I have a similar feeling is that moment I wake. But what I love about it? It's temporary. It will be gone within ten minutes of getting up. So, I can enjoy that half-world and it's demi-dreams, knowing that soon I will be awake and enjoying being 'in' the day.

3) There are still many things I could choose for the third love, but I'm going to choose one that's in my mind because of conversations with Mother of Invention about my childhood in a 30 foot caravan (trailer?). We didn't have a huge lot of space in the house for my parents and three siblings, so my dad bought a three bedroomed caravan, with a living room and space for a toilet, and had it dropped into the back garden. For many years, my two sisters and myself slept out in that caravan - our den - come summer or winter.

The living room was central, and had a huge window that supposedly opened as french doors (or did they?). Something Steve said in the previous comments reminded me of one of the things I most loved as a child, and that was a blistering, cracking, flashing and crashing thunderstorm... the sort that came overhead and stayed there. The ground shook with the intensity of the lightening bolts, and the room lit up as though someone shone a floodlight into it. The bamboos would be screeching and scraping the side walls, and the rain would roar on the thin roof. There was nothing like it. It was so exciting and uncontrollable.

Still, now, if the thunder rolls in the distance, or if I see a flash far away, I hold my breath, start counting the space between the flash and thunder - a crocodile for each mile away ("one crocodile...two crocodile...three crocodile...) and hope that it will come my way!

ps. Many apologies if you've emailed me and I haven't replied - my mailbox has been over-run with adverts for viagra and other such things, and it takes an age to delete enough of these to find the ones from friends. I'm hoping to have time to set up some sort of new barrier once I get better access to the computer later in the week, but until then, my box will continue to be filled with mail to try and convince me that my sex life is in shambles, my finances are obscure and every computer program is absolutely essential to my future happiness.... If only 'they' wouldn't do the same email from a dozen different source, which seem to be continually changing (hence, I presume, the lack of being blocked!! :-( )

© Annelisa Christensen 9:09 pm

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At May 22, 2007 12:57 am, Blogger twilite said...

Hi Annelisa! This is a long blog to read but interesting. Thanks for the running commentary that ran with your candid thoughts 'selfishness'. I love all the pics especially the spider webs. Do have a good day...C U.

At May 22, 2007 6:05 am, Blogger mystic rose said...

After a long itme, you have really posted. And this is one of the most precious posts I have read.

Starting with your refelctions and the things you love.. this is what makes you the warm and loving you.


At May 22, 2007 6:37 am, Blogger QUASAR9 said...

lol Annelisa,
And the words just flow
Great post literally in more ways than one. A story told from beginning to end ... with no end
The never ending story see unfold.

At May 22, 2007 6:39 am, Blogger QUASAR9 said...

PS - Couldn't help notice entry on sidebar for March 23rd:
"Dividing time between housework and sex scene" - 2273 words.

No chance of getting your undivided attention - huh? - lol!

At May 22, 2007 9:49 am, Blogger Akelamalu said...

I missed your posts but my you've made up for it today!

I devoured every single word (and photograph), definitely 'words that flow'. I can see how you managed to write your novel in a month! A Wonderful read.

At May 22, 2007 11:27 am, Blogger Annelisa said...

Hello, Twilite, glad you stopped by.

The trouble with not having much access to my writing is that I go bleagh! when I finally get to do some... long post? Ha! You should see the sort of stuff I write when I'm not on a time limit! :-D

Glad you managed to get through it all (or some, at least) - I think I was just enjoying writing for the sake of writing! :-)

Hey, Mystic.. yes, I did, didn't I! (post, I mean)

I will stop by yours later, and read the concluding part to the earlier story (see, haven't forgotten...just can't do everything in one sitting :-) ) - I look forward to it. YOur writing is so rich and expressive.

At May 22, 2007 11:34 am, Blogger Annelisa said...

OK, ok, I get it Quasar... it was one long post, huh? :-D

Mind you, yours aren't always exactly short, are they! But informative and mind bogling...and with lovely pics.

:-D lol nope, no chance of not sharing time... always juggling more than one ball at once ;-)

Got to go... break over a while back!

At May 22, 2007 12:08 pm, Blogger Queenie said...

Had to bring my noddles to the study couldn't leave your post midway. Enjoyed every single word and can relate to many. Especially the caravan, loved to hear the rain and thunder. I would hide under the blanket with my sister, who would tell me a ghost story.
Great times, thanks for bringing them back to me...

At May 22, 2007 2:19 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

Ha ha, Akelamalu... maybe Words that Gush would be a better name?! :-D

I'm glad you enjoyed it... it was a bit all over the place though, wasn't it (I thought so when I read it back during break, anyhow :-) )

Hopefully, although we haven't fixed the computer problem, I'll be able to use the main computer more now... wouldn't want to have these withdrawals for much longer :-)

Please, please, Queenie, tell me what noddles are!! :-D I suspect they're noodles in disguise, but I could be wrong lol.

Oh yes, ghost stories in a thunderstorm are the best! Weirdly, I haven't scared the living daylights out of my children... yet. Maybe I should make a point of it the next storm (which, according to forecasts, is supposed to be Friday :-S )

Got to go, sorry - kids coming out from school now!

At May 22, 2007 2:35 pm, Blogger bulletholes said...

Oh, Annelisa I'd forgotten how much you are able to say at one time, and how worth our while it is to look at you, and how your soft but firm words soothe the soul. Really, really nice!!!

At May 22, 2007 3:52 pm, Blogger Mother of Invention said...

First time in "the computer chair" in awhile and you write a marathon! How UNLIKE you!!

What a great "wander your thoughts" post. It is neat when just in regular conversation, something sparks off a whole process of memories like the caravan. That is actually how I started blogging. I was e-mailing a friend a lot and the things we exchanged were often philosophy nuggets of gold that he said were very bloglike and that I should have one. He set it up for me and I very hesitantly wrote. No comments for almost a year. I didn't even know people visited others'!

Love all your sky and cloud/sun pics and I guessed that they would be your first mentioned. I think you must have more cloud mixes there...I go out and it's just a sunset with no clouds in sight!

I love hearing rain on the roof in the summer bedroom, which I think is the post that brought the caravan to mind or maybe the rain poetry.?? But was it metal and would that have been a danger in lightning storms? Or would the rubber tires have grounded you?
We all did the counting thing after lightning with "1 steamboat"... or " 1 Mississippi"

Good to see you back in fine form and that I can almost match you for # of words! Now I'm taking your advice and copying this in case it's lost!

At May 22, 2007 5:58 pm, Blogger Akelamalu said...

Not gushing at all honey - beautiful.
BTW I've joined in 1 million love messages - my 1st one is up today. :)

At May 22, 2007 9:45 pm, Blogger Unknown said...

Aaaaaaaaaaah! Just WOW! "Words That Flow" in the trzest sense...

I so so missed ya. Feeling deeply relaxed right now, first time for ages! Thanks ;)


At May 23, 2007 12:23 am, Blogger QUASAR9 said...

lol, I didn't quite mean it like that, as I scrolled and scrolled down the page, not sure if I'd flowed into a previous post or 2.

Great pics though, and the story telling just flows ...

the thought of you juggling balls
whilst writing a post on your blog
I'm off to bed now - lol!

At May 23, 2007 5:01 am, Blogger Diane Dehler said...

Thank you for this uplifting post. After I finish blogging for the night I am sending out 3 emails to people I love. Love is a process that we have to work at all the time. Part of its mystery is that it makes us want to.

At May 23, 2007 2:19 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

:-D Oh, Steve, I'd forgotten what a sweet talker you are...

"...forgotten how much you are able to say at one time" ?

Are you calling me mouthy? lol

Your words cheered me right up - just what I needed! I've been feeling a bit down lately. I don't know if because of my mum and her worsening condition, not being able to visit Julia because of her health, or whether it's simply withdrawals from blogging/ the computer. I needed your boost!

MOI!! I think you've written more here than in your own posts, let alone mine! lol!

Funny, I'd never asked how you started blogging before... I'm glad your friend got you into it! Interesting that you were blogging a year before you had visitors... and very strange, considering how good your posts are - so, who was your first visitor, and do they still visit? Actually, I think this would be a good topic for a meme... I think my next post will be to start one up! :-D (hey, come to think of it... that's not such a bad idea. It's quite interesting how/ why people get into it, even if that's not what they end up doing!)

Yes, our conversation about the caravan was definately what sparked that memory, along with Steve's talk about chasing tornados (which I'd love to do, by the way Steve!). The roof was a kind of tarmaced felting (like they have on flat rooves over here), but it sounded like there might be metal underneath. There were no tyres on that ol' caravan...it was sitting on metal supports. (And, as a teacher, you might remember that rubber tyres would have insulated the caravan from the ground, rather than 'grounded' the lightening :-D )

I remember doing the 'Mississippi' instead of 'crocodiles' too!! Surely 'steamboat' was too short for a mile?!

I bet, when you went to post, that it went through so smoothly you wondered why on earth you were worried the comment would be eaten after so much writing!! :-D

Akelamalu - Well done for doing a love message!! You're quicker than me... I still have to think of who I'm going to start with!! :-)
(It's very sweet of you to say the post was beautiful, sweetheart...I think part of it was letting off steam about how work has been lately :-))

Sanni - Hi! You are so kind...I think it's the photos you miss most of all, isn't it! :-) I've noticed you're not the first to make a reference to my rather extended return :-D

(((hugs))) back!

lol Quasar - it was rather a long post, I'll admit... the writing took me!

but rofl... maybe I should stop writing whilst juggling balls, huh? ;-)

Oh, that's so lovely, Princess - I hope you got/ get some emails in return!! Yes, love is a funny thing, isn't it... it's like two people/ a family get put in a box, and it doesn't matter whether they fight or hug, they're still in that box. Not a brilliant analogy, but how I mean is that it's 'there', whatever the short term feelings that fly about.

Anyhow, you're right, it's something we have to work at and keep alive...

At May 23, 2007 2:54 pm, Blogger Katie McKenna said...

lol.... loved the read -simply beautiful , reflective and full of love!

At May 23, 2007 11:42 pm, Blogger TopChamp said...

Hello Annelisa,

You've made me look around more when I'm walking, working, relaxing. I notice things around me in a different way thanks to your amazing blog.

I like to think I already treat people up front. It is one of the things I consider vital in my life - and I know sometimes that it can make me appear intimidating. So I guess there's a line there somewhere, between saying what you think and confronting people,and biting your tongue and thinking before you speak which I still have to master.

The way you put the 'thinking about others..' thing is great. I've talked about it with our Brownies, and I really value it in life. I think if we all thought more about how we can help, rather than feeling hard done by (when asked to do extra tasks at work for example)the world would be nicer. I don't think we should all be pushovers, but there's probably more we could do.

I think this is a really lovely post, and I love your tiny fern (or whatever it is... botanist cannot confirm for me) picture.

I'll prob dream about this now: Goodnight x

At May 24, 2007 4:51 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

ahhhhh.......to wake up one day and decide to stroll down a neglected path......and be delighted and amazed at all the new discoveries I find ........details forgotten? things overlooked? love calls and beckons us all......

peace flows from within........and within is our peace ......... but an entity unknown without its opposite: unrest ....... all things come in pairs for a reason ........ two sides to a coin ......... ours to choose which side to turn up .......we cannot know light without darkness; love without hate; generosity without pettiness .......it is our humanity's fate.

lovely post ......... and reminds me of two similar ideas: a movie long ago: Pay It Forward ...... (pass on a good deed to another and they to another ......) and the YouTube video "Hugs" .........


At May 24, 2007 5:21 am, Blogger that frolicsome kid said...

As I read your long blog post, I couldn't help but nod at everything you say. It seems like we share the same things we love to do or experience. Like the moment of waking - how I love to experience it over and over again. Everything I wake up, there is this feeling inside me that makes me go blank and enjoy the moment of regaining back consciousness. It's incredibly fun and addictive! =D I thought I was the only one who loves doing that! =P

And yeap, I definitely do love some of the little things you mentioned there. Despite their "smallness", it is significant to me. =)

I do wonder often whether people know that I love them (not many though) genuinely. I don't know, but I find it tough to express feelings of love towards the said person. I just...don't know how to gesture and say it out in front of them. I'm not used to doing such things, and sadly it feels rather awkward. =S Well, I completed the first step of loving myself though. ;) =P

Sometimes, I forgot that I don't have the power over other people to flush out their bad qualities. I sometimes get frustrated with myself because of them as I take things to heart too literally. And yep, I usually tend to forget that splint in front of my eyes while I busy myself pointing out the elephant in other people's eyes. =P (Is that how the proverb goes?)

I don't really vent out my annoyance about something which upsets me but at the times when I do, I feel sooo satisfied and empty! Lol! =P I know it's very wrong to backstab people's backs but it can be tempting, you know?

Sometimes, I regret bad mouthing people behind their backs to the other party. I must've made the situation awkward and in many cases, I have the phobia that they might tell it to the person. =\ And what you said about the awkwardness after the gossip is all too true - it is very difficult to view the person in the same way ever again!

Sometimes, it's quite hard to tell it in front of their faces.

It's true that once the trust is betrayed, we start to seek for the air of negativity around them despite their niceness, thinking that they have a hidden motive and grudge against us!

You know, everytime when I look up at the clouds in the sky, I am always reminded of your cloud photos and I think to myself, "Wow! Annelisa is sure to love this!" =D

Maybe you can get a secondary Gmail account which people can mail to instead? Oh yeah, I hate those ads. It's like >.< . Nowadays, I'm getting more of those Nigerian scam mails which originate not from there but from various places around the world. Lol! =P

Great blog post! I can empathise a lot with what you've said! =D

At May 24, 2007 11:24 am, Blogger Old Lady said...

I say we all get together and have a slumber party at Steve's house and dance, chase tornados, eat and tell stories.

At May 24, 2007 2:07 pm, Blogger Dave Renfro said...

I enjoyed your post but now I'm craving fish 'n' chips with no chip shops in a hundred miles of here. Kidding... Really, though... nice post! I think I'm still extremely snide and cynical, but over the last five years or so I've become much better at not being OUTWARDLY snide and cynical. Sometimes I even make an effort to be a little bit NICE to people! I have to say, it does seem to be working much better for me and I enjoy that. Am I being selfish?


At May 24, 2007 6:55 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

Oh, wow! You guys write as long comments as me...I swear they're getting longer daily! And I just love it... it's like writing letters to each other... thank you all so much for taking the time and effort...You know those things I love? Well, this is one of them... to open the page and find that some of the loveliest people ever have stopped by to see me, and have taken a few minutes (or twenty :-) ) to say hello. Really, thank you!

Katie - Thank you. I do feel very full of love, both for my family and friends, and you guys, who are becoming more real every day!

Topchamp - sweetheart, that is just such a lovely thing to say about my blog...jeez, now I'm going all gushy! :-) I love that it means something to you! And you know what? The feeling's entirely mutual!

My favourite kind of people are the ones that are 'up front'. I know some don't like it, but I feel more comfortable with people who say what they mean and mean what they say (don't we all?), and I don't mind how blunt it is, if it's honest. I know there can be subtlety, and there's ways and ways of saying things, but personally I like the direct (and possibly brutal) speak.

I know what you mean about the doing extra little things... there's a person at work who only does the minimum... while the rest of us do that extra shift to help someone out... it does wind everyone up!

Yes, that was a fern... get Mr botanist to check out the ferns in the local woods (you must have one somewhere :-) )

Night night! X

At May 24, 2007 7:49 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

Cat Paws - Hey Kitty - good to see you again. Hope everything's good with you, and getting better all the time... I'm sure missing having your place to go to, and I'm missing seeing you around so much.

You're right that everything comes with an opposite, and often it is that very contrast that makes the good things good.

You know, I never did see 'Pay it Forward'... I don't know why. I wanted to. I was going to. Hmmm, I think I shall have to rent it. I find with driving, often if you let someone out from a side road, they will then let out the next person they come across - done it loads of times myself. So, I guess that's a kind of 'pay it forward' :-)

Never seen 'Hugs'. I wonder if I look it up, whether I'll see the same one you saw. Have you got a link for it?

At May 24, 2007 8:23 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

FK - ha! I wondered if you'd done your post over here at my place... I think yours exceeded mine! :-D Don't worry though - I think it's great... a wonderful 'waste of time' for you (yes, I read your last post)!

Talking of waking habits...both my sons have this thing where they have to be woken up half an hour before they get up, just so the can go back to sleep for half an hour more, with the knowledge that they have that time! So, seems we're not the only ones who immerse themselves in that pleasure :-D

The showing people you love them thingy... you will find that will probably become easier as you get older. I think it comes with practice. The problem is, when it's said too much, then it starts to lose its sincerity... finding the balance is the hard part!

I think, actually, we have both a lack of power over peoples' lives, and also more power than we realise - a contradiction, I know. There is no way we can make someone do something, or say something, or feel a certain way. That's not in our power. And yet, things we do and say often effect other people so much... is that a complete irony or what!

:-D See those lovely skies you see? How's about you get me a piccie of one?! I know you've got a camera, as you've mentioned about the battery issue in the zoo before!!

And re the email account, I'm considering starting a new one just for trusted friends.... I'll let you know!!

At May 24, 2007 8:27 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

Old Lady - I'd really love that!! It sounds like my kinda party! :-D So, when's it going to be? We'll have to delay the picnic until Queenie's operation lets her get out and about anyhow!

Dave - I think I'd prefer you outwardly 'snide and cynical' than hiding it away... it's that false niceness I find so disconcerting!! In fact, I think I'd like you just the way you are... too much niceness can get a bit grating, especially if it's not sincere. I'll find some fish and chips for you later!

At May 25, 2007 5:47 am, Blogger that frolicsome kid said...

Oh wow! I can't believe what I'm reading! Your sons do that too: waking up a half hour so they can enjoy the "sleeping-but-awake sensation"? Me too! =D Somehow, the household know about my peculiar habit so they make sure they wake me up a good 10 minutes or more before my actual wake up time. Hahaha! =P

Exactly. Saying "I love you" too much does make it sound like a platitude, and the sincerity will be gone. =P Still, I find awkward to say it. Lol!

Tell me about that. People do shape other people subconciously! =P

No problem! You probably love the equatorial skies here which are full of clouds most of the time. I try to get a variety over these past few days. And I'll probably mail them to you. =P

Starting a new e-mail account is free and easy. =P I got one tip though: don't share your e-mail online, like to subscribe for some newsletter or something. Use a picture or something to represent your e-mail address or substitute @ with [at] or . with [dot] when you type out your e-mail address. That's what I did. And guess what? My frolicsomekid Gmail has 0 spam mails. Yayy! ;)

At May 25, 2007 2:17 pm, Blogger Dave Renfro said...

Annelisa - Point taken, but consider this: Say I was not naturally a wry person but I decided that I would be a better person--and I would like myself better--if I was wrier. All I could do is go out there and try to be wry. I'm sure many of my first attempts at wryness would be percieved by others as false-wryness or would be missed altogether. That doesn't mean I should give up on becoming wrier; it simply means that I need more practice. So goes with niceness!

Anyway, I understand your point and I agree with it. I've never tried to fake anyone and I have no tolerance for people who try to fake me. What you see is what you get!

Best fish 'n' chips I've had in years!


At May 25, 2007 8:56 pm, Blogger Mother of Invention said...

It's so neat that through just ordinary chatting, we spark ideas..like how my regular chatte sounded blogworthy to my friend, and how responding to a friend's e-mail, came a whole poem that sparked my first song. There's such a trail. The blogging meme is cool! I'll do it sometime.

At June 02, 2007 8:15 pm, Blogger soubriquet said...

Oh Annelisa, how little they know...I think you did really well keeping it so concise!
Okay, that's because i can't write anything concise. I love those skies. My camera is my phone these days, because it's always with me and i keep trying to catch an Annelisa sky, but they flee, they go dim in the camera. I picture you, out at dawn, stepping through the wood, squelching mud underfoot, stalking that moment of tree, cloud, sky.
One day i'll get one that I feel satisfied with. How do you do it so often?
And thunderstorms
Oh yes
i love them
Natures lightshow
son et lumiere, crash-FLASH...
Or vice versa, i suppose
we had potatoes not crocodiles....

At June 02, 2007 9:57 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

Frolicsome Kid - yes, the boys really do do that (maybe it's a boy-thing?)

I think I would love your skies... as long as it's not solid cloud (which gets a bit grey-grey) - I think clouds are what make the sky special... that's why I like the Cloud Appreciation Society (see link in sidebar) - the pics there are fantastic... some of them you'd hardly believe are clouds!

I'm thinking about the new email account thing... I'm getting pretty fed up with these adverts now!

I take your point too, Dave - it is no bad thing to try and improve oneself, and there's always room for improvement, isn't there! I guess, what I'm wary about is when people deliberately set out to behave in a certain way to get a certain response. A certain x of mine came back from a party one time, so pleased with himself that he was able to manipulate people by being who they wanted him to be / who they expected. I found it particularly grating. More and more I noticed he used this on people, until I felt he was quite machivalian... not a pleasant characteristic at all!

I did laugh at your attempts to 'try to be wry'...and the idea that you would like yourself better if you were wrier :-D In fact, I'm still grinning... percieved as 'false-wryness'... lol

Every now and then, MOI, things just seem to fall into place. A whole trail of stuff from different areas of your life seem to all come together, and for a while you see the whole picture... like a big jigsaw. I like your chain of events. I had a similar one with my blog... I'll tell you another time, as I've got to go now :-) (remind me)

Soubriquet... you think I was being concise? lol... I dread to think how long I would have taken if I'd been any longer :-D

I think you write very concisely. When you left comments over at Red Dirt Girl's (Don't you just miss Kitty!) I thought you had a lot to say, and it certainly didn't sound unconcise...it was merely expressive. I enjoy reading your comments!

If I tried taking pics with my phone, I'd get a blur.. or two. I carry the camera with me all over now - even under my work white-coat, because there's a field with a great view, and if I happen to be passing, and there just happens to be a great cloud scene... :-)

I take a fair few photos... If I took them on the mobile, I'd probably be more precious with each one, and I'd miss the good ones. As it is, I take lots, pick a few, and publish even fewer. I have zillions of 'nearly the best' ones, which have to go on the proverbial heap... but that's ok. I guess I can always find something to take a picture of, even on a grey day, because there's always some amazing thing. Whether I can capture it is another matter!!

I think potatoes was used for counting people out... everyone put there fist in the center, and someone would go round and say
one potato, two potatoes, three potatoes, four
five potatoes, six potatoes, seven potatoes, more
O-U-T spells out!
and that potatoe (fist) would be out...last one in was the winner!


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