Skip to main content

Life of Lu 31/08/11

- I had a fight with my hairbrush during the week.
It was quite a battle full of knots, hair ties and tears.
I got annoyed.
I did probably the most irrational thing I have ever done.
I reached for some scissors.
And cut off my knotted ponytail.

The whole thing.
Straight off.
I now have short hair.
I love it!
It suits my face much more.
I even took a really lovely photo of it.
But I can't find my card reader of my camera cable.
So you're just going to have to believe me.
:)
oops...

- I took part in a really interesting project recently.
A friend of mine Tiffani started a blog on religion and tolerance.
And she asked me would I contribute to it.
So I did!
It is such an interesting read.
I found it fascinating to read other people's beliefs.
Or lack of.
You should read it.
It is right here.
The majority of the posts are written by followers of the Mormon faith.
Tif would love to hear from others 
Atheist, agnostic, Catholic, Scientist, Pagan, whatever.
She doesn't mind.
But she would love to add your story to her blog.
If you are interested you should email her at tifdawg@gmail.com
-James and I watched "The Boy in the Stripped Pyjamas" last night.



James had never seen it before nor had he read the book.
I read the book back in 2007 just before I went to Auschwitz
I found it horrible back then, especially when I followed it up with a trip to a concentration camp.
And I found it just as distressing last night,
It makes you think doesn't it.
About life.
And how lucky we are with our lot in life.
I know the world is going through an economic depress right now and we are all finding things a bit tightm
But at least we have our health and our freedom to walk as equals.
For me it drives home the point about how disgusting hatred is.
How it can consume close to an entire continent still bamboozles me a little.
I know there is still hatred in the world.
But I would like to think that there is a lot less tolerance of hatred.
It would upset me too much to think any other way.

-My lovely stamps arrived this week! I always order my stamps in bulk so I can get pretty ones.
Oh I got some lovely ones this time!
Some have cupcakes
Some have balloons


 
Some have beautiful scenes of Ireland.


 
But that is not the reason I'm telling you this.
The reason is, the next time I buy stamps will probably be from the UK.
This is probably my last order of Irish stamps for a long time!
Weird! Exciting! Sad!
- Finally, Queen's "I want to Break Free" has just come on the radio.
Freddie Mercury's birthday is Sept. 5th.

He is dead 20 years this year.
So there is a "Get your Freddie on" campaign being run by one of our national radio stations.
I have already ordered my Freddie Mercury tashe 
and I just have to take a photo of myself getting my freddie on 
to be in with a chance to win tickets to a Queen fest in London!
Check it out here!



Comments

  1. you better already have an excuse to send me those balloon stamps. :)


    thanks for your support lu.

    xo.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Just read your blog post on religion and loved it! I'm looking forward to reading the rest of the entries, it's a subject that's been interesting me for a while.

    And I need some nice stamps!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

12 years and counting....

It is that time of the year again, my sister's anniversary. 12 years since we bid her farewell.
Well, tomorrow is her anniversary but I am having a very lazy morning and as a result I am writing this today.

For the past 11 years, the entire month of November has been a struggle for me.
In the beginning it was a raw struggle. Every single day from the 10th (her birthday) to the 29th (her anniversary) was like a hot blade slicing through my heart.
I think it is because the loneliness of not having her with us to celebrate her birthday is intensified by the fact that her anniversary is so close, and there is an awareness and an emotional surge in the three weeks between that just lingers in my subconscious.
Now, I definitely do become very low for those three weeks, but it is much easier to bounce out of it as we approach the anniversary and I realise that my irrationality of the last three weeks was simply bottled up emotion from the remaining 49 weeks of the year.

This year was a t…

The day I got a little sister.

Last night, as I got the bus home from work, I got really choked up as the clock turned midnight. Perhaps because I'd been checking product dates all day, I was painfully aware of what date I was stepping into, or perhaps because I had just returned from a trip to Ireland I was painfully aware of it all. I don't know. It's not important.

When I went to bed last night, I started to think about my sister a little more. A lot more. I remember the day she was born. Isn't that weird? I was only 3 years old but I remember. Mam was on the phone from the hospital to Da, and he asked my brother and I if we wanted to speak to our mammy. Naturally we both jumped at the chance to say hi. Our telephone at the time was in the hallway and was a few feet from the ground, so my brother and I had to stand on a chair to speak into it. As the eldest I went first and gushed and oohed as I thought was appropriate. I hopped off my chair and gave the floor to my brother. I was unprepared for…

Let's talk about mental health

I must admit I am a little bit nervous about writing this blog today.
I am afraid that I will get a little too emotional when writing about a topic that is very close to my heart.
I will apologise now for if I ramble or get lost in a stream of consciousness. I hope you can make sense of what I am about to write.

This week, another life was lost to the tragedy that is suicide. I should correct myself, a famous life was lost to suicide. I have no doubt that this week, many families around the world are grieving and trying to figure out why one of their own has taken their own life.

The reason that I want to write this post is simply down to the number of horrible and ignorant comments that I have read on social media about Chester Bennington's death. For me, it highlighted the lack of understanding of mental health in this day and age.

I'm going to take you back on a wee journey with me and tell you why this is such a personal topic and why I feel that it needs to be spoken abou…