finding wonder day 6 - it's a tough job

We all dream of not having to have a job, but until some rich uncle that I never knew existed dies and leaves me with a bank account full of money, I needs to work.

And today, despite the early start and sandpaper eyes that lasted all day, it was a day of doing, well, nothing. I can't believe I sometimes get paid just to be there. I read Ben Elton's Popcorn, chatted and drank way too much peppermint tea. I'm going to look back fondly on days like these.

Now let's all join in a round 'She works hard for the money!'

What's going on? why isn't everyone singing?

finding wonder day 5 - good sleep

Shiftworkers are often sleep obsessed, and those of us who wake up well before the sun comes up, often don't sleep well the night before. I half joke that it's not an early morning so much as a late night. It's not a really funny joke, mostly because it's true.

I try to go to bed super early, otherwise I spend all night worrying about not getting enough sleep. My ability to function declines dramatically for each minute under 9 hours that I don't get - and I never get 9 hours when there is an early morning involved.

So, I got to bed far too late and have the most wonderful high quality, relaxing and refreshing sleep humanly possible - the kind of sleep that feels like you slept for 12 hours and woke up on a lazy Sunday morning that I'll be henceforth referring to as a zedgasm - and wake feeling fantastic and then I went to work and felt happy and excitable all day.

The fact that it happened with far fewer than 9 hours sleep and waking up at 4 am just so I can work for 12 hours, that, my friends is a wonder!

Finding wonder day 4 - Friends

Today I hung out with Cheery and as always, the conversation bounced around a myriad of topics, becoming particularly absurd as we discussed religion and the nature of man .. the exact details do escape me but, as occurs so naturally with those topics, absurdity and hilarity ensued.

Nothing better than someone who understands your wacky sense of humour and encourages it.

Finding wonder day 3 - books

Ok, this is a given - in my world anyway. I love books. I love to read. How easy is it to find wonder and magic in a well woven story?

I spent all day reading Rhiannon Frater's As the world dies trilogy, and sat up until 2am to finish it. Zombie apocalypse is really floating my boat. How weird is it that nightmares of zombie apocalypse has sent me to reading books on the matter, when isn't it usually the book or movie that gives you the nightmares?

Anyway, I liked this zombie apocalypse romance trilogy, especially as zombies weren't the only enemy - if only anything was so simple!

Finding wonder day 2 - Awesome Soup

Seriously, I don't know what it is about this strange little soup that has got me so hooked. It's probably all those nutritionful vitamins and all, but I love it. As a lifelong devotee of junk food, I'm really starting to notice how crappy junk food makes me feel... and yeah, this has been happening lately and has been bringing my mood way down.

I love how easy the soup is to make, how it can be made with whatever ingredients are on hand and it always works (today's special ingredient is lentils).

Yup, awesome soup is magical soup.

Finding wonder day 1 - gratuitous kittie post

Since the day is not over yet and inspiration is still feeling fresh

Not only did I watch a movie that was interesting and inspirational to me, I have spent several hours with our oldest foster kittie, who as a week or two older than the other three, has discovered the wonder of pats first - and that snuggles are rewarded with much pats. He is basking in the joy of pats, purring up a storm and is feeling and sharing the love.

rembering to wonder

Every now and then something comes along that really captures your attention, your heart, your mind, or imagination. It happened to me tonight. It was, oddly enough, Mr Magorium's Wonder Emporium. A simply beautiful movie with the fabulous Dustin Hoffmann as the irrepressible Mr Magorium.

The film captures the magic that kids dream of and adults can barely remember dreaming of. A world and a time where anything is still possible, where belief is all you need to create the magic and a reminder that it's our own personal magic that imbues the world around us with all that is good.

I love the concept of everyday magic, of feeling the special in the mundane, but it can be very difficult to to see the sacred in the profane because it's not really about seeing, or believing, it's about creating the space within yourself to see it when it's not there, of looking for it and creating it out of thin air.

It feels like I've been feeling flat and lethargic for such a long time. I was wondering if I was 'growing up', because this is how I always imagined it would be - responsibility, obligation and worry, feeling tired and restless, of having given up on the magic and accepting that profanity is what the world really is, of wondering 'is this really it?'.

I think it's time to throw off the shackles of adulthood and bring the fun back in. Yup, there needs to be hilarity, play, and pointless creativity, of less worry, maximising and taking things too seriously.

Because I'm writing off the cuff and have not thought this through at all, my initial idea is to blog each day for a month about something that made me laugh uproariously, some idea or creation that caught my fancy, something new I tried.

One month people, because otherwise I'm going to get old and cranky and die bitter - and nobody wants that for themselves or for anyone around them.

You must be kidding me!

The everlovin' and I stumbled upon a local dog show, and all I can say is 'Are you freaking serious?'

The dogs looked hot, bored and ridiculous and every conversation we overheard was bitchy and nasty.

Seems like a fun day was had by all the participants.

Can't post. Have kittens

Kittens. Hours of entertainment. You can watch them sleeping. You can watch them playing. You can play with them. You can feed them. You can clean their litter tray. You can chase them when they are chewing on electricity cords. You can move them (again) after their 2,763,928 attempt to stand on the keyboard. And my favourite - You can curl up with them and listen to their new purrs.

Kittens. Quite the furry time suck.