Watching TV over this Christmas holiday, I noticed that many female villains, femmes-fatal, dark witches or just thoroughly nasty women were given full face make up. I’m sure you know what I mean- deep lipstick red or plum with black eye-lined eyes and dark smoky eyeshadows. I wondered why? Then I had a thought- maybe the costume/makeup design teams were once upon a time young impressionable teenagers, insecure in their femininity and awkward in their ability to apply make- up, Maybe, they were intimidated, by highly made-up cosmetic counter assistants in department stores, when they plucked up the courage to approach them! Or maybe that was just me!
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Do you have any mottos that you use as a guide to how to approach life? For instance, this year I’m trying- one day at a time. LOL Recently, I found this list of mottos, which I thought were interesting. 1. Hope for the best, plan for the worst. 2. Never forgive, never forget! 3. Do it once and do it right. 4. You reap what you sow. 5. Plans go to hell as soon as the first shot is fired. 6. Never off duty. 7. Cruel but fair. 8. I’m not afraid of death- death’s afraid of me. 9.. Life is a bitch. 10. Trust you gut. Who would use these mottos as a way of life? Was it someone with a military background? Police maybe? Or a politician? A pessimist certainly! What do you think? I’m feeling much better this week after my horrible cold and I have had time and 'returned-brain-function' (although my lovely husband refutes this assertion!!LOL) to reflect on 2018. Goodness me, so many clichés spring to mind such as, “Doesn’t time fly? “Where does the time go?” Predictable I know, but oh so true! Apparently, last year I visited 10 different countries, 47 new cities and 130 places of interest, in foreign lands, which is amazing. I promise to continue to travel like this in 2019; to explore the rich contrasts offered by the diverse cultures in the world; available, obviously, in my price range!! LOL I glanced back at my 2017 and 2018 blogs about New Year’s Resolutions and wasn’t surprised to see that I had not managed to keep one of them! So many of them long forgotten, so this year I promise not to have any. I promise to take each day, one step at a time and see where that takes me. Oh! And I promise to try to remember to put my jumpers on, with the arms already pulled through, as this will save me a lot of time struggling!!! Anyway, I wish you all the very best for 2019 and I hope that this New Year brings you happiness, good health and fun filled activities! . Welcome to 2019 and what a start to the new year. They say that bad luck comes in threes so here they come; 1. I’ve put on so much weight that I must start paying for Slimming World again, as I am way over my target boundaries. 2. My microwave died on me, so I had to buy a new one, just after my warranty had expired. 3. I have had the most unobliging and miserable cold, which has knocked me for six and all in the first week of 2019. So, I’ve written a poem about my cold. You may recognise some of the symptoms, which are dire! INSIDIOUS DEMON.!
First the heat; Bubbling, pouring Through my pores. Suffocating! Followed by the downward spiral Of ice- cold chills. Flotsam shivering through my aching bones. Then the tense build-up of annoyance. Hesitant, Awkward, Shy Until it can’t be contained. A rocket fuelled sneeze Explodes! Leaving me shaken and stirred. And waiting patiently; the sweltering heat, And ice- cold chills. Next, realisation hits. My throat; A raging thirst. Lemon liquid, razor sharp slices over A rasp of 100’s and 1000’s Tiny paper cuts, Drenched with salt and vinegar. And still waiting patiently; The sweltering heat, And ice- cold chills. Then my mouth- sore; Hot chilli pepper burning. Taste buds decimated. And my teeth; Constantly covered in a sticky slime, Festering! No matter how many times I clean them. And waiting patiently The sweltering heat, And ice -cold chills. Now my nose A bulbous Rudolph red With infected mucus Trickling, Dripping, Running. Irritating; Across soft tissue Swelling painfully. And waiting patiently The sweltering heat, And ice -cold chills. Then my eyes; Simply throb and hurt. My ears pressurised To def-con level. My sinuses enflamed; As they stretch My dry skin tight. And waiting patiently The sweltering heat, And ice- cold chills. Now, inside my head My brain; replaced by a thick duvet, Whilst Soft cotton wool webbing Strangles Nerves, thoughts and decisions. And waiting patiently The sweltering heat, And ice- cold chills. Finally, the tiredness! Overwhelming; Energy drained like a flat battery No kick starts, Just mind- numbing lethargy Limp and lacklustre. And still it continues, The sweltering heat, And ice- cold chills. |
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