Somewhere in the month of June Lune, lies my birthday!
This is probably only exciting to moi, ha, yet here I am all excited anyway because in addition to celebrating myself I want to encourage you, to celebrate YOURSELF a little bit extra too. It doesn’t have to be a month long birthday celebration. It doesn’t even have to be your birthday. Just do something!
Lots of reasons. Sit with yourself and it will come.Pick the one you like best and run with it.
I started to celebrate myself grandly after realizing that I and I alone was responsible for my positive experience on Earth.
Also, I’m a bit of a Silly Goose.
Also, it makes people smile.
Also, I REALLY LOVE CAKE.
And good times. And growing wiser. And growing into myself.
So now, here is your Lune homework:
Tell me one thing you like about yourself.
Look, I’ll even do it too.
I like that I’m young at heart and able to get excited about all the things.
What do YOU like about YOURSELF? Tell me in the comments.
Hello! Happy Friday. Welcome to the start of Little Weekend!
I came across this song whilst strolling through YouTube and while its not at all new, this version is new to me. (It was uploaded in 2012, ha!) I haven’t seriously listened to Willie Nelson since I was a kid. It’s just not my genre. Yet something prompted me to click on the link last night and I was so glad I did because this song had me all teary eyed and squishy in my heart ❤ I know Pearl Jam did the song first but there is something about the simple, heart felt way Willie sings that just gets me. ( You Were Always On My Mind is another favourite too )
Listening to Just Breathe by Willie Nelson and his son Lukas Nelson reminded me of this next song!
It’s by Disturbed and I haven’t been able to listen to it yet without tearing up. In fact, I avoid it for this very reason because my husband plays it at the WORST times. I need to listen to it alone and endure an honest cry first, before I can hear it in the every day.
Oh NO! I think I may have made it worse! I am a bucket of salty, teary goo 😭
Seeing all those people… GAH! I have made a mistake!
Crying is supposed to be very therapeutic though so maybe this is a good thing? I must have needed the release.
If you feel like you need a good cry, these songs will do it!
I swear this is one of my first times participating in such a thing here.
It was really fun to look through my old photos and while I don’t have a lot, I have enough to play for a little bit! All photos circa 1970 something.
My Gran and me. I look to be about….2..ish. I also look like my Grandson here! That was a funny realization. It’s the round squishy face ❤
I’m probably 3 here. Playing in the water on Gabriola Island. My grandparents property had a stream running through it and the otters used to play in it. Thankfully, no otters in my buckets today! Had I been a parent there, my kids would have totally been in that stream. Maybe not at three years old but most definitely later. I admire the supervision I was under here, ha ha!
Maybe 4 or 5. I appear to have short hair so this looks to be around the time I wanted to be a BOY and walk around with my shirt off because it was hot. I asked my mother for a haircut because I thought having short hair would mean I was a boy. I deeply regretted that for years to come! I had bad hair until my teens!
I used to beg my dad to make me these silly hats. He had a million handkerchiefs. That he actually used as handkerchiefs!
Ha! And did you know that until today I always thought the word was hankerchief ? Don’t I feel silly!!
Special thanks to Anne from Snowbird in Paradise for the inspiration and encouragement. This was fun!
I don’t know what happened, was it the moon? Something in the water? It’s a great and wonderous mystery to me but I’ll take it because it made my week a delight!
Hubs and I picked up Popeyes for lunch last Friday as our Valentine’s present to one another and while the bag felt extra heavy, I thought nothing of it. It was probably Hub’s gigantic 4 piece meal.
Nope! I’d asked for a three piece tenders meal and received this instead:
Six pieces in total! Woot woot! Plus, a ton of smaller bits and bobs that probably added up to make 2 more pieces. Chicken tender jackpot, ha! I ended up saving the extra for lunch the next day. What a treat!
A few days later we went to Tim Horton’s to grab a coffee and Hubs asked for my usual – large mocha- and this is what they gifted me instead:
An extra large mocha, ha!
It was well made too, more chocolate than coffee. Just how I like it. I felt a bit ridiculous drinking that giant thing but I managed just fine.