A while ago Frogdancer tagged me for this meme, and while memes generally makeme very happy, this one has languished along with all the other posts I have meant to write. Perhaps because recently I've been tense. Focused on what I'm not happy about. So tonight, deep breath, is the night. I will try not to be sarcastic, or to hint at the things that I would like to be different, because you know I think that's against the spirit of the whole thing.
Here are the rules…
Link to the person who gave you the award. If you want. (tick, already done)
Post the rules on your blog. (tick)
List six things that make you happy.
Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them.
Let each person know they’ve been tagged and leave a comment on their blog (probably won't because they'll either read here and do it because they'd like to or not. Either way I'm happy --- see I'm getting into the spirit, yes?).
Let the person who awarded you know when your entry is up (she'll know).
Now I'm going to skip the whole family and big things that I'm grateful for like a house and job, and not living somewhere we could be bombed etc. Let's just take those things for granted eh? I'm going to list the little things, the small joys...
1. The moment of plunging into a body of water. Resurfacing and seeing trees and skies. Swimming, boogie boarding and playing in the water. Hanging out besides a pool, beach, lake, river dam. There is no amount of swimsuit angst that will make me forgo these pleasures. You're likely to see a big smile on my face when I'm in or near the water. And although I love going to the pool by myself to swim, I adore getting in the water with Grace. The other day she had on her floaties and a ring and was getting me to pick her up and toss her into the deep water. Again and again. It was hilarious. The water was soft and silky, the light was gorgeous too.
3. Light and shade. Having a camera has made me see differently. It's given me a way to see beauty in unlikely places and made the whole world just so much more interesting.
4. Dinner in the park. We have a park at the end of our street where some of the people we know 'round here gather on a Friday night to have a b-b-q and a drink while the kids play. Grace gets very excited when I tell her that it's dinner in the park night, and not just because we have sausages. I love hanging with my cool neighbours, it feels like a very natural way to get to know each other. And last night I watched Grace scootering up and down the path in a line with the other kids. And stood around while G and one of the other dads played basket ball with the kids. That all made me very happy.
5. The sound of my dressmaking scissors cutting through fabric on a wooden table.
6. And last but not least, work. I know I wasn't going to mention it and it's not even glamorous, creative or extremely well paid work. Sometimes I even want to be doing something else. I might even whinge about it. But I love that I have a stable job, doing something I consider practical and useful (and that has a slack dress code). That it is the public service and I can work part time hours at much better than minimum pay and conditions. I meet all sorts of people and over time have realised that the roughest toughest exterior might hold the gentlest soul. That well presented middle class women (and men) can be real bitches. And vice versa and all things in between. You just can't tell, so it's better to just take people as they come. Everyone has a story to tell and if you meet people with a bit of realness and a smile on occasion, most people will be OK. It might even be fun.
So there you go. And I really love blogging. I ran out of numbers, but you know, even though I'm not posting much at the moment, I do love blogging. And Flickr. And have just discovered Facebook. That's a worry. Sort off. Maybe the novelty will wear off.... Although I'm thinking it might be good for rallying more support for our beloved pool.
And to make things sunnier still.... I'm on holidays all next week! Which is very well timed, because we'll be welcoming a new nephew or niece to the clan. All those new baby vibes and aunty cuddles to be soaked up. I'm looking forward to that. Indeed I am.