Most of the time, I am reasonably happy in the skin I am in.
as you may guess, this is not comment about the itching skin I am in! LOL Or to put it another way, I am not uncomfortable with 'who I am'.
I tend to laugh at off beat things. That is ok, to me. I might laugh at mainstream 'inappropriate' things, but sometimes I feel that is my default setting for coping with really distressing things.
I have sometimes, to my utter horror, noted things at Funerals, or other solemn occasions, that have caused me gut wrenching pain, to stop hysterical laughter bursting from my mouth.
Bad wigs can almost guarantee a burst of laughter, usually disguised to protect the bald. If my Beloved Brother is anywhere near me when we see a 'bad wig' the pain is excruciating, to not laugh. Give me honest baldness any day.
Sniggering in Church was frowned upon, but a good friend J & I could almost have been guaranteed to be caught sniggering when we were young, & before I realised the error in my ways, at attending church. Tales from a young male friend, of piddling in the font, somehow added to the need for hysteria.
Apart from those types of
hilarity foolishness, I do tend to suffer from a serious dearth in frivolity in life in general.
As many of you will know, I love to make quilts. To me they seem practical, while also a source of some pleasure. I suppose some could be called 'frivolous' if they are wall hangings, or completely useless for any practical purpose. But then they can sometimes be regarded as ART, so that is not really frivolous.
I have been shopping for clothes, today. I hate shopping for clothes. I see things I rather like, then remind myself they are not at all practical, nor would I wear them much, if ever. So those items remain in the shop.
Always remember to look up! I try to keep this in mind, when I am beset with doubt about the wisdom of a project of any sort. I try to remind myself, life does not always have to be 'practical.'
I have steered away from 'frivolous' crafts. I cannot for the life of me, see making hideous 'assemblages', to be foisted upon unsuspecting friends or family
kith or kin, heh!.
We have all probably been the recipient, at some time, of some hideous 'thing' masquerading as 'art' or 'decoration', & bitten back a bray of horror.
Sometimes I feel slightly sad, at the lack of frivolousness in my nature. I can watch others laughing or cavorting in frivolous manner, & wonder why I don't wish to join in, or behave in such a fashion.
I really don't have a lot of items in my life that are sheer frivolity. Though, I guess Teddy bears could come into that category. Or my doll collection.
yes, that is probably very frivolous, & totally useless.
In light of my lack of frivolity, here are some pics I stole from LOL Cats.
This is a comment to Politicians, to me.
Here is the sunset last night. It promised a lovely day, & it delivered on the promise.
I know that somewhere, somehow, I could learn how to get rid of those damn phone, & electricity wires, but I have yet to learn that skill.
Joni Mitchell, Little Green.