Well, happy St Valentine’s Day everyone! And in keeping with the mood of the day (judging single people for being mopey, couples for being coupley, and our partners for not buying me what that guy on the advert did) here’s something to cheer us all up, courtesy of K. A. Polzin and Sean Chiki:
And for those cat lovers out there, courtesy of Leo Cullum:
English: New Year’s Resolutions postcard (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Have you made any new year’s resolutions this year? I think this is the first year in a few that I haven’t made any – not out of any active plan not to, it just happened that way – but they’re always worth thinking about, aren’t they?
A new year’s resolution says: I want to be better, and I think doing such-and-such will help me achieve that goal.
I want to lose weight, so eating less chocolate/going to the gym will help.
I want to read the Bible more, so setting up a daily reading plan will help.
Insert your own here.
It’s common knowledge that the majority of new year’s resolutions are broken before the end of January, but if the rest of the world’s anything like me, the first week or two are actually pretty good. Just a thought, but what if, instead of setting these goals once per year, we set them once per month, or once per week? Would that even work?
Would we allow ourselves to keep such short accounts?
As I opened the door to my Advent calendar this morning I was greeted with a little picture of a white lady in a blue robe (I’m guessing it was Mary), and I started to think that even Christian Advent calendars don’t seem to mention Jesus right until at least Christmas Eve…it must have been early. Of course the whole point of Advent is that we anticipate – firstly the birth of the Messiah, and secondly his second coming.
So am I allowed to ask: how do chocolate Advent calendars fit into this? All we anticipate is getting the choccy. So I just don’t get chocolate Advent calendars.
Here’s the deal. I came back from visiting my parents and attending a wedding this weekend, and have been looking at the photos – I had an absolutely wonderful time. Thanks for asking.
While we were there, I watched a hilarious film that my brother made of our latest family holiday to Paris – and again I was reminded of what an amazing time we had!
So here’s my thinking: every time I look at photos, I remember how amazing a time I had – I honestly can’t remember looking at a photo of a day trip, or a holiday, and thinking, ‘man, was that the most awful week of my life?’
Here’s my new rule: take a camera out everywhere with you, and you guarantee good times! At the very least, you guarantee to take a bunch of photos that you can show off to your friends and pretend like you had a good time. And then everyone’s happy.