Sunday morning in bed with my son playing Lego Batman beside me. This is just déjà vu as this is our Saturday routine normally. He stopped over again because his other bedroom smells of paint fumes at his mums. This is one of the last weeks of him being four years old. All the things he will ever be is say next to me. So in a way all the things I was at four is also sat next to him.
After watching The Wizard Of Oz last night I half expected him to have a bad dream. Last night was the first time in my life that watching the witch hasn't frightened ME and I'm 38. I think I'll try him with Charlie And The Chocolate Factory today with Johnny Depp.
I replaced my fridge yesterday successfully and so I have my old weighty one in my kitchen awaiting disposal. These tiny hurdles are being overcome on a weekly bases recently. The ghost stuff is quiet of late since our last White Horse public event. I'm still practising my Tarot layouts though in order to do some readings for strangers. I've enjoyed building up a passion for it again.
I'm approaching 8000 views on this blog which I think is more down to keywords coming up in google search rather than people seeking me out.
But as I've said before, this blog is written for me, but can be read by anyone.
Between this and my diary I think I've got my life documented.
On a trivial note, just for the record... I'm watching The Wonder Years 'series 2' (my most favourite programme ever!) and Warehouse 13 'series 2' which is pretty light and throwaway. There's just so much to watch on Lovefilm and Netflix and its never ending. I actually miss listening to CDs and reading at times. But being mentally active is how I maintain happiness these days and that means a reduction in naval gazing which leads to dwelling'.
Life is sweet and I appreciate it.
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