Randomness takes lows to a high

I have been feeling quite depressed and upset with my self today. I don’t know why… it’s just how I have been feeling.

I was trying to think of ways I could cheer up a bit and thought some craziness and randomness might work along with a few wise things thrown in for good measure.

Now for a bunch of random group of sentences, words, sayings and who knows what else…
I’m hoping it will have me feeling a bit better by the time I’m finished writing and hope it also puts a smile on your face.

* A horse walks into a pub and sits down at the bar, the barman comes over and says “Why the long face?”

* Triantiwontigongalope
This is actually a make believe animal that I learnt about when in primary school. There was a song that went along with the poem and I have always remembered bits and pieces of the poem. It’s a fun word and if you use your imagination- could make for a VERY interesting creature!

* English is a strange language… read the following sentence and you will realise just how confusing it can be for those who’s native tongue is not English.
I wound the bandage around the wound.
They’re taking their photographs over there by the tree.

* You may have to GET older, but it doesn’t mean you have to grow up and ACT older!
It doesn’t hurt to let your hair down once in a while (or regularly if you wish) and live like a child again.
Splash in puddles, make mud pies, dance like nobody is watching (or cares), consider the little things that you would usually overlook (go hunting for bugs, beetles, snails and slugs one day).

* Have a water balloon or food fight (preferably with others who are keen to do the same).

* Go for a walk… a long walk is what I prefer.

* Make a salad of your choice.
Cutting up all those colourful fruits and vegetables will help reduce stress and then you get to eat your creation and hopefully feel a bit better afterwards.

* Get back into a hobby you used to enjoy but haven’t touched for a while. It might relight the passion you once had for life.

* What used to make you laugh as a child? Revisit those memories and see if it still makes you laugh (or cringe) today.

* Fart

* Fart in the bath (as disgusting as it is, it’s always funny!)

* Grab a butterfly by the hand and let it take you to a far away land where everything is ideal and no one is sad.

It doesn’t really hurt…

Throughout our childhood we will be told about many wonderful, and sometimes scary people and creatures who we will never actually meet.
that we tell our children are just that- innocent.
Make believe ideas such as the Tooth Fairy, Santa Claus, Easter Bunny, Sandman and Monsters Under The Bed give our children someone to look forward to or someone to be wary of.

I don’t think these lies are bad at all, they help our children become the adults of tomorrow, they help to teach them about anticipation, patience, using manners, being well behaved, polite and aware- just to name a few things.

The things I do not agree to lie about would be when their well being is at stake. I do not believe children should lie about people who hurt them- a trusted adult or friend should be informed and then a decision can be made as to if something further should be done.
Children should be taught that it is acceptable and a given that kids should feel safe enough to be completely honest and truthful with their parents.
Good or bad- we as parents should be able to do what we can to direct our children on the right path to make correct decisions in life.

Down down down

Christmas hasn’t always felt like this, but since my grandfather passed away, I have never really enjoyed Christmas much at all- even with a family of my own I find it hard to enjoy.

For some reason I have fallen into a downward spiral in recent times. I do not know what triggered it, but I feel I am picking up speed and finding it hard, very hard, to get out of.

I feel my marriage and my role as a mum is taking a turn for the worse. It scares me.
I don’t want to lose my hubby or my kids… but in saying that I have recently often been feeling that I’d be better off dead… well, maybe not dead as such, but just not to exist anymore…

I don’t want to be a burden on anyone anymore. No one deserves to be dragged down into my hole of self pity and shittiness.
Whenever I try to call out for help, I feel that I am pretty much told to just put my big girl pants on and grow up and start behaving like a responsible, mature adult.