What made me happy today?

More like shocked than happy. Recently I wanted to write about a particular style of Karate into my story and then while looking for sources I discovered a book that I had for 20 years had all the info. Funny thing is I didn't even know that the book was about that style for 20 years until now! 😲 Talk about daft.
 
More like shocked than happy. Recently I wanted to write about a particular style of Karate into my story and then while looking for sources I discovered a book that I had for 20 years had all the info. Funny thing is I didn't even know that the book was about that style for 20 years until now! 😲 Talk about daft.
Or synchronicity
 
The other day I asked for some snow to go with the cold, and I got it. Now it's still cold, and it's still snowing. I'm getting ready to move on from this.
Does that birthday symbol by your name mean today is your birthday? If not it's kind of eerie, because we will shortly be heading out to celebrate our twins' 29th birthday(s).
 
Does that birthday symbol by your name mean today is your birthday? If not it's kind of eerie, because we will shortly be heading out to celebrate our twins' 29th birthday(s).
I think Louanne gave you the cake (birthday) emoji because you wanted snow and got it. Maybe the emoji should be renamed from birthday to cake, though? I use it as a sort of celebratory emoji.
 
My nephew is walking now, and he would do a turn about the room and circle back to me, do the universal "uppies" and give me a loving baby slap to the face when he was close enough. We had so many big smiles and giggles. He presses his face to the things he loves and he kept doing it to me as I was getting ready to go home today. And my niece kept calling me back for big snugs (what she calls hugs). It was a wonderful day off.
 
Had a good weekend + Monday, writing-wise. I wrote a couple of song parodies, made some progress on the next chapter of my current novel WIP, received (and went over some) comments on my current chapter from my critique buddy, was inspired to draft the next stage of my protagonist's character arc (which had stumped me up to now) ...

... and even when I went to bed, the writing bug wouldn't stop (even more so because it was hot and hard to sleep). So I put on the light, dictated the next few rough stages (even scenes?) or the next chapter or two to my phone, turned the light off, and dropped off to sleep.

Been stuck at work all day and operating on 4.5 hours of sleep. Now's for the hard part. *rolls up his sleeves, sticks out his tongue, and gets writin'* ;)
 
My morning yoga class, with a focus on quiet meditation and on keeping my world within the four corners of the mat for a solid hour.
In my completely amateurish and unsupported theory about yoga: brain is a lazy part of body responsible for wellbeing and repairs of every part. The meditation is a meticulous audit and inventory of every part of body with full focus for many minutes on some insignificant forgotten spot. Say left pinkie toe. When last time whole brain power was dedicated to what is happening in left pinkie toe?

Thus things like unexplained cures and eternal youth can become possible. But that is just my unsupported theory.
 
I saw an eagle take a little bunny for a ride. Nature is wonderful.

No-one ever said nature had to be nice. Nature is, by its very nature, chaotic and unpredictable.

Don't get me wrong: nature has given us flowers in the park, reflections on the lake, wind on our skin and bright, sunny mornings ... but also arsenic, cyanide, deadly nightshade, and death cap mushrooms.

And this is why I'm always so amused by people who insist on living an "all-natural" lifestyle and "going back to nature". Where do they think their clothes, homes, furniture, shoes, food and so on come from?

Without humanity's combined ingenuity, we'd all be naked, shivering, and starving to death -- if the saber-tooth tigers didn't get us first, of course.
 
Back
Top