Do you remember in the last SRC News when I said the weather in the January school holidays had been a bit hot?
HA! Oh Shauna ‘Round the Corner……you had NO idea. The weather Gods were splitting their sides laughing as they looked down in all their smuggery and hissed ‘you aint seen nothing yet!’
Records have since been broken.
Drought-hardy plants in my garden that I normally can’t kill, like this one…..
….have suffered a slow and painful death. Same plant ↓ 🙁
That big ball of fire in the sky was ruthless wasn’t it? Day in. Day out. Right throughout February. It seemed to go on forever. I snapped the photo below outside Aunty Moo’s house on my way out to dinner with her, our husbands and some other friends. We were celebrating my birthday in the middle of that heatwave.
I used no filter. It was quite literally a burning ring of fire. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like it.
However! You’ll be pleased to know that my birthday went off without a hitch. And by that I mean it came and it went. Another year down.
I was able to sort through the confusion that comes on the other side of forty when you don’t know how old you are, all thanks to my ‘frousin’ KD who is the same age as I am. She kindly pointed out to me that I am not 44 at all! I knew it! She said a friend had told her that we were only 40 years old. Phew!
‘Plus GST,’ she added.
Anyway, I had a really nice birthday dinner on that hot February night. Even if we were in a busy Vietnamese restaurant with air conditioning that was doing it’s best to cool us down, but didn’t have a hope in hell. I looked around the table and noted that every female member of my party was holding their hair up off the back of their neck with one hand, while furiously fanning themselves with a menu in the other.
‘Hey! I’ve got an idea,’ I said sporting my cheesiest grin. ‘Let’s go out for dinner where there’s no air con and eat HOT SPICY FOOD on the hottest February evening IN HISTORY!’
‘Yeah!’, they chimed. And there were fist pumps and high fives all ’round.
It’s a good thing I was in the company of cool people I tell you. And they spoiled me rotten. As did my family who I dined with for lunch the next day, and my daycare families who filed through the door armed with gifts on the Monday morning of my birthday, which was totally unexpected.
You know, birthdays might sting a little bit as you get older and you might start to lose count because it’s just not that big a deal anymore, after you reach a certain age. But there’s one thing I will say for birthdays. They make you appreciate the good people in your life. The kind, thoughtful, generous people. We all know people like this, don’t we. These are the people who make the world go ’round.
It was never about money.
Remember that, next time you start to wonder is the world going to sh1t. Look for the kind people. They are everywhere. Their actions just don’t make for good headlines, sadly. But they are there alright. Be one. Raise one (or more, whatever the case may be).
And in keeping with my propensity to choose the most inclement weather during which to be festive, I got hammered by the rain at the Day on Green in Armidale a couple of weeks ago. Now, I know it might seem like I am quite the social butterfly, what with dining out and a concert in the same month. But this was the first time Dean and I had been to a concert together in, I don’t know….forever. Of course it rained! And not just a passing shower either. It raaaaaaiiiiinneed. By the end of the night it was a quagmire. Aunty Moo did kindly suggest before we left that I should take my wellies, but I thought she was joking.
Here she is
stating the bleeding obvious telling us the rain is closing in.
I came home with dried mud caked between my toes and tossed my sandals in the bin, they were so far gone.
On the up side I was able to maintain my spectacular form when it comes to securing the best seat in the house.
I have a talent for this you know. I’ve written about it before here.
And we did get to listen to this guy do his thing. Let us pause to give thanks for the big screen. And to Diesel.
Dean and I will never grow tired of listening to Diesel.
And will you look at that? 800 words already! I’ll wrap it up in a sec but there was one other social outing that I will mention…
Our 21st Wedding Anniversary dinner.
We had a booking for our kids and ourselves in the outdoor eating area of a local establishment. Of course, there was a severe thunder-storm passed through just as we arrived and we were forced to take refuge in a nearby underground car park until it was safe to be out in the open. The storm did pass, but the rain was relentless. By the time we arrived at the restaurant, late and soaked through to our undies with water cascading from our noses, they’d given our table away! Most apologetic, the proprietor offered us an alternative table in an intimate, private function room…. where a dozen young girls were celebrating an 18th birthday.
You can imagine.
Anyhow, glass half full right? The food was good! The service was exceptional. And the venue was…well…cool and dry if not a little
screechy noisy and too dark for a decent photo!
But none of that mattered anyway. Because I was in good company.
It’s easy sometimes to get all uptight and miserable when things don’t meet our expectations. But if you make enjoying the company of good people your only expectation then the chances are, you’ll never be disappointed. Just so long as you cultivate a good crop of good people in your life, everything is peachy. Yeah? It’s only ever people who matter. You mark my words now ya hear?
What about you? Do you let the weather dampen/melt your spirit?
Are you a glass half full or half empty kind of guy or gal?
Given or received any kindness lately? Care to share?