I’m feeling oddly positive today. My only concern with this is I know it won’t last, the crash will come, and hit hard; gradually, then suddenly like always. Never the less, I am going to enjoy the positively whilst it lasts, and use it as constructively as I can. I am absolutely determined not to let anyone spoil my mood today, too often lately have I let others ruin my mood. I have decided from now on in life, I am going to please myself before I please others. Sounds rather selfish right? Well, it’s more about self preservation. They don’t tell you on an aeroplane to put on your oxygen mask first before helping anyone else for nothing. It’s a dog eat dog world, and this dog has just got his bite back (I cannot believe I just compared myself to a dog, but okay, not my best analogy ever). You must remember in order to help others, you must first help yourself.
“If you always do what interests you, at least one person is pleased.”
- Katharine Hepburn
I finally got my Christmas shopping done yesterday (after a very lovely lunch), I vowed I would be organised, and not leave it too late – but then snow came into play. I also vowed I wouldn’t do it all in one go, after last years bruises, and my hands suffering from all the bags… yeah predictably that didn’t happen either. Much like last year I gave competition to Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman (what a classic film!) with a plethora of shopping bags (all paper/card of course) on either arm (my one arm aches slightly today). One of the bags itself was nearly as big as me, didn’t quite think that one through did I now? …but what has to be done, has to be done. I would tell you all the exciting stuff I purchased but sadly most of the recipients read my blog, and I don’t intend to ruin Christmas – although wouldn’t that be a film, and a half, as opposed to The Grinch who stole Christmas, The Lorien who ruined Christmas… uhm. Not a road I want to go down. If anyone wants to you know treat me, there are no blue Tiffany & Co boxes under my tree, certainly no Burberry scarves, or no Kurt Geiger shoes for that matter. Just thought I’d throw that out there.
Oh, and did I mention I did it all in my Kurt Geigers? Yes my patent KG’s with absolutely no grip at all, obviously snow, ice, sludge, weather appropriate shoes yes? Yeah… Obviously not. I was running late in the morning, and I don’t really own any bad weather appropriate sensible shoes. Practicality isn’t my forte when it comes to shoes. How I didn’t end up on my arse is really beyond me, I am absolutely amazed if I am entirely honest. After that, I feel I could take on the world. Everyone seemed to be wearing boots, or wellington boots, I certainly got some odd looks, and a few stares at my choice of footwear in this treacherous weather.
Ridiculous comes to mind yes, I would however argue that ridiculous ness is an excellent quality to have. It shows character, and in the words of Marilyn Monroe:
It is better to be absolutely ridiculous, than absolutely boring.
- Marilyn Monroe
I would rather be absolutely ridiculous any day than absolutely boring. If I fall naturally I am going to fall in style, and get up gracefully – as it’s not what you do, it’s how you do it. One of my many mantras in life, I’m developing quite a collection of mantras now, as I am sure you are quite aware. Nothing beats a good maxim though I suppose. I may be a little brazen, and foolish at times, but with the bad comes with good. Who isn’t subject to a spot of folly behaviour once in a while? I would hope my positive qualities out weigh the negatives, one can only hope anyway. I won’t change if you don’t change (why change a classic? ). Well that’s a lie, change is essential, and something I need to do a lot of in my life.
I normally spend a small fortune on wrapping my Christmas gifts. I am drawn to ridiculously decadent jacquard single wrapping sheets with embossed bits, velour ribbons, and disgustingly baroque bows. This year I decided not to bother, after all it’s just the wrapping (although I do get excited about wrapping, packaging et cetera I must admit). So I stuck to your bog standard basic festive shiny wrapping paper, but then I got bored of that, and decided to wrap things in Vogue supplement pages (I seem to have a mass of them lingering about my room).
Much better don’t you think? Well I know I’d like it if someone wrapped their presents like that for me. Best thing? Doesn’t cost a thing, I’m sure you’ve all got some magazine that comes with supplements, or you could use the magazine itself (I wouldn’t cut up Vogue myself personally, as it would feel sacrilegious). Simply pull out the staples, grab your sellotape, and scissors, then you are good to go.
Right now I am taking things as they come, who knows what life has in store. I’ve been doing a lot of things recently which on reflection seem unwise in the long term, but I am not dwelling on it, as I am enjoying myself right now living for the moment. I have a smile (sometimes even a cheeky smirk) on my face for the first time in ages, I’m forgetting people, and things I want to forget. I’m learning a lot of things too lately, for example how I can live without some people in my life when I thought I couldn’t, and that some people really don’t deserve a place in my life (to put it inarticulately, and cryptically, to those concerned: I’m a destination, not an option, and don’t you forget it). Ignorance is bliss, sadly I am not ignorant – however I am getting on with it.
I am extraordinarily patient, provided I get my own way in the end.
- Margaret Thatcher
I leave you with some festive lights:
Oh, and I suppose I’ll throw in some Moët rosé, because I’m nice like that, and these festive times are supposed to be about sharing: