Happy weekending friends
Didn’t quite make it for Friday because sometimes what your really need to do is drink a cup of tea and go to bed.
Works just the same on a Saturday or Sunday so I’m here better late than never and because it’s one of my favourite things to do, I’ve rounded up a few good words and reads to keep you company as you enjoy your weekend.
So take a few deep breaths, grab something good to drink and enjoy – – –
A Good Word
“What feels light?”
Is a kind question we can carry with us through December
Life hands us so many situations in which we don’t get to decide what feels light
So lets take the opportunity to make it light when we have the opportunity.
A Good Look
Simple rustic comfort from Dee Campling (and who says you can’t paint your lounge silver)
A Good Idea
from Mary Marantz
Do not hurry, do not rush, don’t try to force it…
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There is no race. There are no medals for trying to fast-forward your life.
And most importantly… there is no REWIND button.
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We’re MISSING it all in the name of getting to some finish line that doesn’t actually exist.
Slow down. Look around you. This right here IS you living the dream.
So today and every other day I am going to start throwing confetti.
Instead of looking at the clock.
I hope you will too
A Few Good Reads
A fun one
BEFORE BINGEING ON HALLMARK HOLIDAY MOVIES, PLEASE AGREE TO THESE TERMS
The Hallmark channel’s viewing statistics indicate that you are one of our most treasured movie customers this time of year. We really appreciate your business! However, due to some unfortunate incidents, our legal team would like you to agree to a few terms before viewing our movies this year.
By clicking “AGREE” below, you acknowledge the following:
- Binge-watching movies not grounded in reality carries certain risks. These may include avoidance of work, household tasks, and the “Teach Yourself to Knit” video lying in your unopened mail pile.
- You shouldn’t watch the same holiday movie more than 100 times per season. Even we here at Hallmark try to get out and do something else from time to time.
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I Grew Up Poor. How Am I Supposed to Raise My Middle-Class Kids?
Every year on Thanksgiving, my children experience something I rarely did when I was growing up. They see their father, mother and siblings all gathered around a family meal with plenty of food to spare. It is so utterly normal to them that they do not even note it. Thanksgiving is just another day of warmth and security.
I have many happy memories of the meals prepared by my single mother and my extended family during the holidays. I know well the debate between turkey and ham as the central dish. I was taught to recognize the difference between good and mediocre macaroni and cheese. I remember spades tournaments, games of dominoes and the rich tenor of Black male laughter. My family found happiness even when it was hard to come by.
The difference between my childhood Thanksgivings and those of my kids is the world that existed around the holiday. My mother was diagnosed with a brain tumor when I was in elementary school; she couldn’t work full time, so we lived mostly on government assistance. Our home was in Huntsville, Ala., some 100 miles northeast of Birmingham, the site of so many pivotal events of the civil rights movement. My little corner of the city, Northwest Huntsville, still bears the scars from redlining and the inadequate desegregation of its schools during the civil rights era.
Violence complicated school, parties and sporting events. As far back as I can remember, I’ve known how to look into a person’s eyes and tell the difference between someone who is willing to fight and someone who is comfortable with much worse
How a “Do Nothing” Day Changed My Life
Doing nothing. The mere thought gives you a sudden twitch, right?
Me too, my friend, but despite the twitch, I would like to make a proposal: for one day out of each week, you do absolutely nothing. This doesn’t mean you don’t go anywhere, or just sit on your couch and stare at the wall. It means, simply, that you clear your calendar and make space for what could happen.
You remove any social obligations, you let projects sit idle, you turn off your notifications, and you simply take a day to just be.
Ever since my first daughter was born, I felt the pull toward a “do nothing” day. I went back to work part-time when she was only eleven weeks old, and when I spent time away from her, her demeanor and behavior was just different. – – – keep reading
That’s all for now friends. If you’ve enjoyed The Friday Recliner drop me a comment or copy the link and pass onto a friend.
Have a beautiful weekend, rest up, do something you love xx
Water Into Wine 