ipe Daily Bliss: August 2006

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Today's lovely moments are tomorrow’s beautiful memories

Monday, August 28, 2006

Back at Work But Not back to the Gym Just Yet

I'm back at work but not yet back at the gym. That will take a few more weeks.
Paul's home in Brisbane, but he's out wining and dining clients, so the youngest princess and I are grazing rather than cooking a feast. Paul's being out is probably a good thing as we (us girls) are both swamped in assignment work - Gabriella doing them, me marking them.

Tomorrow night is family dinner - the residents of Castle Bliss are doing apple streusel pie, spaghetti and rice. Everyone else in the family is cooking what we fondly call 'Leftover Café' food - those dishes cooked a few days in advance that improve with being in the fridge. I believe chicken curry is on the menu. I can't wait to see what the crown princess is bringing.

If you check out my Blissful Creations site to the left, you will find my gorgeous cross stitch efforts. I'm leading a quiet but artistic blissful life!

Apart from that, not much is happening.

I hope you are all doing great things.

Happiness and laughter always,

Bliss

Monday, August 21, 2006

Monday, Monday

The last seven days have been very quiet. Paul would have killed me if I'd done any more than sit in my lounge chair and cross stitch.

I spent 24 hours in the hospital on Monday/Tuesday and the rest of the week recoving from surgery. It wasn't too serious, but it was more extensive than expected. Thank you to everyone who sent well wishes. It was most appreciated. I happily report that I'm recovering nicely.

While I had a quiet week, the world went on turning around me.

My sister, Aldith, celebrated her 50th birthday; Paul visited the boys in Mackay; and Brisbane celebrated the 130th Exhibition (locally known as The Ekka).

I hope you all had a good week too.

Happiness & laughter always,

Bliss

Thursday, August 17, 2006

This Sounds Just Like Me!



Sunday, August 13, 2006

25

Happy 25th Birthday Miranda!


Miranda as a baby with proud parents (above)


Miranda (18) with her siblings, 1999 - Don't you love the new colour of the hair?


Miranda (23), Bachelor of Music (Honours) - Performance - 2004

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Anniversary Message From Diana



Dear Mum & Paulio,

I figured that seeing I had the embarrassing honour of speaking for the Sue Yek kids at your wedding, I would write to you a year later to give feedback (what any good student would do).

Over the last 12 months, we've had big birthdays, a huge Christmas feast, countless dinner dates, drunken gallons of wine, and watched the cat's stomach shrink, then grow to the floor, then shrink again.

Most importantly though, we've grown into our new family and made some great memories to last forever (also, we've learnt never to let David get a pet!).

The point is, that I am STILL very glad you two have found each other.

I love you both dearly, and in the words of Amanda D. [Diana's cousin] God Bless!

Happy 1st Wedding Anniversary

Love,

Diana

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would You Be?

The Movie Of Your Life Is A Black Comedy

In your life, things are so twisted that you just have to laugh.
You may end up insane, but you'll have fun on the way to the asylum.



Yeah right!
Some days are diamonds.
Some days are stone.
Some days have quarry face written all over them!

Even with a Blissful life, sometimes the dragon wins.

(Until I explained otherwise, Paul has always thought I was the dragon - LOL)

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Wedding Anniversary


Paul & I celebrated our first wedding anniversary on Sunday, 6th August.
It's amazing how time flies!

Wedding anniversaries are so important. They signify a time when you made a commitment before family & friends to stay with your spouse for the duration of your lives.

We ask God to bless us as we continue through the journey of life together, to help us grow together and closer to each other and to help us obtain our goals and learn from our mistakes.


Wednesday, August 02, 2006

One of nine lives

'When it comes down to basics, I haven’t got much personality. When I am by myself I never feel irritated, annoyed or frustrated, depressed or happy. In fact, I hardly notice I’m there. I am only really aware of what I am doing – writing, weaving, gardening, making sounds – or what I am doing things with – plants, earth, wool paper, colours --- and other people.

What people call personality only rears its personable countenance when in the company of other personalities, and then mainly in an adjusting capacity. When I’m with a meek person, I adjust the situation by being firmly assertive, to compensate and get things moving; when with aggressive characters I counteract them by being calm and peaceful and tolerant. In the company of intellectuals I often revert to my rural philosophical self and when with rural, philosophical individuals I prefer to listen mostly and contribute just the occasional intellectual observation when we get bogged down. When amongst the stingy types I tend to be moderately generous, but when with spendthrifts I change to temperate habits.

In all such situations and their endless variations, I am. I do not act. I play no roles. I merely try to adjust the situation, the atmosphere, the conversation, to a golden mean of harmonious proportions by being, for the duration of the event or encounter, the opposite of whatever the counterparts offer too much of in my perception.

Hence, if a scoresheet were kept by the hundreds of people who think they know or knew me well enough to give a thumbnail character sketch, not one account would tally with another. I know from rumours, loose-lipped references and intuition that the profile stretches from one extreme to the other: from saint to sinner, from guru to goofer, from peace personified to provocative pugnacity, from sublime honesty to ridiculous caginess, from killing kindness to cold callousness. Whereas some people feel the need to be reintroduced to me every time we meet, others find me so memorable they recommend me for Who’s Who.

None of all this has anything to do with any personality of mine, but only with the adjustments I made – in words, deeds or attitudes – to their own state of mind at the time we met.

This lack of personality on my behalf threatens to defeat the purpose of writing an autobiography. It wouldn’t really be about me, nut about everyone who knew me. The other complication is that I’m the cat with nine lives. No matter how I push and pull and pummel my material, I see no hope of fitting all my adjustment experiences into one book that would simultaneously shoe me as a product of my times ‘in the round’.

But perhaps herein lies the solution. Having already spent eithg of my nine lives, why not spend the ninth writing eight autobiographies? Not eight accounts of chronological periods up till now though. That would not sufficiently reveal the undercurrents at work, the karmic links, the flights of imagination which landed me on solid ground. Nor would it do justice to the crazy patchwork created by history in the making which cross-stitched erratically all over the nice regular pattern I was working on.

… People live at least two lives, an inner and an outer one, because society dictates that whatever it is that moves us remains largely hidden so as not to complicate ‘reality’. But many find their lives so inextricably rooted in the inner life that it colours all aspects of daily existence. I realise that after living eight lives in just half a century, I have become tired of hiding my sources, what I imagine my sources to be. I want to reveal what it is that stirs me into action and not hide behind a fictional character.'

Lolo Houbein, Wrong Face in the Mirror
In Queensland Senior English (Theory - practice connections)
edited by Margaret Miller & Robyn Colwill, Macmillan 2003.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

News from the Maternity Ward


Our baby is due on 1st September!

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