Monday, September 17

So Tired

I dont't know what is wrong with me today, I seem to just be so tired. We have had windy conditions, which I always find vaguely unsettling. The house seems draughty & even though it is not cold, it give the feeling of chill.

I sat down this afternoon to read, & knew I was losing the battle to stay awake, so I just let myself go, & had about 90 minutes sleep.

I have been surprised & flattered to have been given 2 awards. I don't really 'do' speeches. I say very humble Thank You to Bren of "Pieces From Me" for the badge "You Lift Me Up".

The following is the message that came with the award, from the person who wrote it initially

The thing that I love most about blogging is that I learn so much about a person just by reading his/her blog. I have met MANY wonderful people with wonderful stories to tell and I am grateful every day for each person whom I have the pleasure of crossing paths in life with. I wanted to create something special for the top ten people who have inspired me through their blogging; the stories they tell, and the lives that they lead with grace and dignity. I visit their blogs for inspiration and encouragement. Although there are MANY people I want to give this award to at this very moment, I am going to choose ten bloggers:Please grab your badge and wear it(with a smile) proudly, and pass it on because you inspire and encourage me, thank you.

I always find these things very difficult, & just cannot limit myself to a number for passing these things along. Obviously, if I read your blog I enjoy it! And I try to leave comments where possible, to let people know I have been to visit, & pass along my admiration.

So while accepting my award with surprise, I will not pass it along. I feel everyone I read, lifts me up in some way. Or, allows me to share their pain, grief, or joy, or talents. Which is a priveledge, to be allowed into other lives, & share their ideas, & Oh! the Fun!


My other Award, or Medallion, was from Rev. Anaglyph, of "Tethered Cow". This was a great fun exercise, & I had so many laughs from all the witty suggestions. I was chuffed to get the chance to play, & was so surprised to see I had won! I am still working on trying to get it properly onto my side bar! When I first tried to do it the way it should work, it wouldnt show up, so I must be doing something wrong... Which is not all that unusual!
Thank you Rev!


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Further laughs from yesterday, included a lone man sitting at his vendor stall, with tat & trash, & chipped old china'antiques'. He did not look the type of person to have a stall selling such items. Which is judgemental, but not in an unkind way. He was young, had red curly hair, & seemed to be minus all of his teeth. All of which is 'not his fault', as they say. He was quite dismal, because his site was at the door to an Indian Restaurant, & he bemoaned the fact that he had to sit wreathed in the strong smell of curry, all day, & we gathered from his expression, & comments, that he did not care for curry!

Another vendor of "Old Wares" was situated outside in the courtyard, & he fitted the bill, as far as appearances go. He had large bushy eyebrows, laughing brown eyes, behind 'gran'pa' glasses, & wore a large Tweed Cheesecutter hat! His curling grey hair, peeked out over his ears, under the cheesecutter. A potential customer offered him some chips, & he confessed to me, that he was going to have to go & get some for himself. I couldn't see who would mind his stall, while he was absent. I fleetingly thought to offer to mind it, then thought better of it... what if I got robbed! DJ was taking the opportunity to have a quick smoke, so she was not available for 'duty'. He had beautiful cup, saucer, & plate sets, so dainty & pretty. And pricey, though not outside their worth, I would think.

Perhaps the saddest of the day, was the obvious 'Weekend Dad'. He had his smallish young son, & they were perusing the "50 cent sale" shelves, & he was giving a great show of generosity, telling the boy to choose what he wanted. There was slightly forced, 'hearty' laughter from WD, & unsure nervous glances from Son. Who knew, when the chosen 'prizes', might be snatched away, or mocked.

There was a Grandma, who seemed to be WD's mother, & she was attempting to keep things "real." WD was being the 'fun guy' trying on silly hats, posturing with masks, & holding up odd & ends, poking fun. Son was not-quite-sure, about all this 'fun'. Grandma was reassuring.

Somehow DJ & I could see the balance of the afternoon unfolding, once they got home. The WD, who had held it all together, for the outing, would relax, & 'reward' himself with a few 'bevvies'*. The Grandma would referree. At handover time, we could almost see the mother's stiff disapproval, the stilted greetings, the eyes not met, & the son, feeling guilty, wishing his parents were still friends, at least. Feeling it was somehow all his fault.


* 'bevvies', is an Aussie name for beers.


Eric Clapton, Tears In Heaven.

15 comments:

bluemountainsmary said...

There is almost nothing better in the world - and I do it ALL the time - to people watch. And in your head have them all worked out - including their entire life stories - and being quite unshakeable in your belief that you have it right. I love it.

meggie said...

I do have doubts Mary. I realise we should never judge books by their covers, but it is fun to invent a whole life for someone!
I also know, that if you scatch the surface, of anyone's life, there is a story, waiting to be told, & sometimes amaze, & delight!

crafty said...

I am a dedicated people watcher too, which I think is one of the reasons I enjoy yor blog Meggie.

joyce said...

Sounds like you live in a rich people-watchnig area. My Dad used to love to do that in restaurants deciding who were the couples in a foursome or whose parents the older couple could be, his or hers. Sometimes we could tell by the looks but not always. So much fun.

Stomper Girl said...

I think it is one of life's free treats to be able to snatch a nap when you're exhausted!

Congratulations on your awards.

Alice said...

Conjures up a sad image of the little boy's life. Brings to mind the plight of the little girl abandoned on a Victorian Railway station at the weekend. Police are slowly piecing together information on her family, who could be in NZ and now USA, whilst she has been left alone on a railway platform.

Tanya Brown said...

Here's a big hug: (((( )))) I hope the tiredness abates.

Loved the stories. You have the soul of a writer. Your character studies are amazing and perceptive.

sheoflittlebrain said...

I'm sorry you're feeling blue..I do think sleep is a great healer.
Thanks for your wonderful stories, Meggie I love reading them.

Congratulations on your awards!

Catalyst said...

Wow! Look at all those awards! Well deserved, Meggie. You are a born storyteller.

ancient one said...

Yes, you tell great stories. I couldn't even see that one coming. I thought the WD would be the one making fun of the son's purchases. You completely got me! Meggie, you are good, very, very good!!

Congrats on the sleep and the awards!!

Ragged Roses said...

I love people watching too! However, it seems to be even better when you do it for me! It's cold here tonight and I'm feeling very tired, so I'm off to bed
Kim x
Thanks for the birthday wishes and lovely comments

Exuberant Color said...

Naps are good for you, a revival time. I take a nap every day that I can.

Making up imaginary lives for the people you see is practice for imagining in your quilt art. What would we be without imaginations? Boring, thats what.

Wanda

Molly said...

The weekend Dad made me sad......

mjd said...

Congratulations on your honor, "You Lift Me Up." I understand how you feel about passing the honor along. You are right about getting to share the joys and lives of others through this avenue.

Jorja's Nanna said...

Hi Meggie,
A 'Bevvie' is also a Liverpool expression for a beer. I think it originated in Ireland and Liverpool is the capital of Ireland after all!! LOL Half of the ships left Liverpool for Australia in the gold rush, so I suppose the expression came along too.
Cheers,
Jenny