Pretty self explanatory. I cooked our first real meal. It’s been almost two weeks. We’ve been rocking sandwiches. Which I never thought I would get tired of sandwiches. But we did. Maybe except the baby.
But last night was delicious. And since we’ve been eating sandwiches, my serving size has dropped. I guess sandwiches had a good effect.
Have a wonderful Friday. May it be filled with good food!!
Synonyms: bully, intimidate, badger, torment, harass, etc.
Shoved into a corner,
No one is for me.
The eyes are filled with hate,
The hands try to suffocate me.
Tormenting me alone.
Pressure making me crumble.
This will never change,
Everything will remain.
Unless I change.
Bullies are usually bullied as well. But the pleasure people get from bullying people is disgusting. No one should ever be seen as prey, or weak. But still it happens.
The only way to defeat the bully is for you yourself to become strong. Bullying can come in any form. Not just a physical aspect like you see in the movies.
But become strong. Be unwilling to change for anyone. When the bully can no longer control you with any means they will give up. But don’t just stop there. If the bully stops and moves onto another person; go and be that support for the new person. Don’t let them suffer alone. Help them build themselves up, and make them unmoving. And so on.
I love it when the leaves change colors, but I love it more when they cover the ground.
It reminds me of my grandparents back brick patio. They had a ginkgo tree; that would let their leaves fall and it would create a “yellow brick road” at least that’s hat my grandma hold say.
One day I was at their house and I decided to do something nice and rake up all the leaves. I got them into a huge pile when my grandma came out. I expected a big thank you, but instead she said… “Oh…can you spread them back out everywhere. I love being surrounded by golden yellow.”
So now when I see piles of leaves I’m at war with myself. Either jump in the pile or leave them alone. Once the color is gone, sure rake them. But if you don’t mind leave them be and enjoy the crunch.
Sadly this tree died…it was slowly dying over the last few years. But then I got a message that the wind finally did the deed and uprooted the tree… RIP Tree 🧡
Unpacking leads to finding things from your past. I found a treasure… my creative writing/ poetry binder from over ten years ago. I was super creative in 2010. I had more free time in the past.
But here is the first poem I read.
Do I chase?
She starts out
But I beat her
And I end.
This poem cracks me up! I wrote it October 08, 2010. I wonder who my competitor was; that I decided to write a poem based on them. I have no idea…
As I wrote that, I thought it could be me. I used to have that mindset. That I was the best and racing myself was the only opponent better than me. Oh the confidence…
I’m enjoying reading things from my past. I am now remembering that I went through a phase of writing sad poetry. Hopefully reading my old poetry will help spark up my old creativity once again. I’ve been in somewhat of a rut lately.
Maybe due to the fact that the hubby and I built a garage/ shed in less than 24 hours these last two days. I was the pair of helping hands to my master builder husband.
Maybe I’ll share that experience next blog.
But anyways…enjoy the weekend! Party time!! For all you young people or people young at heart! Instead, I will be enjoying time at home. It’s supposed to rain today! A nice Saturday at home. Just what I need! 🌧