Emotionally it's been somewhat of a difficult week, saved really by keeping busy, a night out with Jason the affable despot and a few phone calls and messages from friends.
Just when I feel on top of things, a ball seems to hurtle out of left field and I'm back to feeling irritatingly insecure and somewhat deflated.
I'll perk back up, I always do.
Mary and I went out for breakfast on the beach today
She shared a bacon buttie
I also had two coffees
Hey ho
Hugs to you John. I love the seaside at this time of year. I hope fat club sanctioned that bacon bap..(cheeky wink !)
ReplyDeleteMary ate the fatty bits
DeleteLucky Mary !
DeleteBacon bap on a beach. It doesn't take much to make me envious.
ReplyDeleteIt was incredibly therapeutic ....and the brown sauce made it
DeleteI like tomato sauce on a bacon sandwich
DeleteSounds like good medicine ❤️❤️
ReplyDeleteI got the second cup free too!
DeleteTwo cups of coffee? You will be almost on speed and very busy doing many things.
ReplyDeleteBut ended doing non
DeleteKeeping busy is the name of the game.
ReplyDeleteYou've seen that worn the T shirt
DeleteI am in the middle of it right now.
Deletea boy and his dog...
ReplyDeleteThe picture of you and your dog is great. There is nothing like spending time on a beach to clear your head.
ReplyDeleteYes mick . The sun even shone too
DeleteBest sport ever people watching. We found a great beach cafe in Southsea this week, we hope to visit and watch often.
ReplyDeleteGetting out and about, either with friends or a dog, is great for getting your spirits up, especially if it involves a beach and good coffee (and a bacon bap). By the way, Mary's bra is twisted ;-) lol x
ReplyDeleteI was never an expert with lady's bras
DeleteGo with the flow.....however you are feeling.
ReplyDeleteLife will always give us a PUNCH or two! It's just 'what' it is.
The ups and downs come without warning and shake us to the core. You are in my thoughts daily. A big hug to you!
ReplyDeleteI'm fine Linda ......getting there
DeleteThat looks like a delicious breakfast and charming company. Sending you some more cyber hugs.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely spot (and company) to have breakfast.
ReplyDeleteTake care!
That is a nice place and a nice company.
ReplyDeleteBreakfast on the beach sounds like a nice thing to do. You will have good days and you will have bad days. Hope the good days outweigh the bad. x
ReplyDeleteAh, there isn't much that bacon, a beach, good coffee and a beloved dog cannot cure. Recipe for all that ails. Hugs to you from way across the pond.
ReplyDeleteHad to google "bacon buttie" and yes, as I thought, it is a lovely bacon sandwich on a roll or farmhouse bread. Here in the American south, we love our bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwiches. I skip the lettuce as it distracts from the flavors of the bacon and tomato. Bread, bacon, tomato. Mayonnaise. Always mayonnaise. The idea of a steak sauce on bacon is a bit disconcerting to me but if you say it's good, I'll believe you.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mary...I was about to ask for a description of the bacon bap. Like you, I enjoy a good BLT (and also hold the lettuce) on wheat toast. But eating it at the beach would make it a million times better!!
DeleteNow I know what I'm having for lunch! BLTs were one of the few meals my dad could make us when mom wasn't able to cook, so it's a nostalgic kinda of love affair.
DeleteThat's a very good way to start your morning. There is nothing like the ocean and bacon and a dog to take you out of yourself. All the best!
ReplyDeleteDamn that “ball our of left field!”
ReplyDeleteThe thing is . . .
it seems to happen when we least expect or want!
Love that “Mary dog” . . . hold her close.
Hugs for you John . . .
Others are so right that your wise choice of going to the seaside for breakfast with Mary, good food, good coffee, and tranquility is good for what ails you.
ReplyDeleteWe, too, have had an upsetting week. It was the 4th anniversary of the loss of my dearest AMIL (angel MIL) and the younger of our two cats has been missing since Wednesday...sniffle, sniff.
Hugs from afar
Hmmm, breakfast on the beach! In time those high and low spikes will flatten out. I remember how painful they were.
ReplyDeleteI suspect that Mary wasn't people watching but dog watching - waiting for a sexy Yorkshire terrier to appear and bark, "You're mine bitch!"
ReplyDeleteFriggin roller coaster of life -- I hope it all evens out soon.
ReplyDeleteI would so enjoy a mind clearing breakfast on the beach. I hope your difficult week had nothing to do with the bare-chested photo I saw of ***** on Twitter.
ReplyDeleteI'm not following twitter
DeleteCome on dear old friend - chin up. Only a few days before that zip wire remember. Also remember we all love you like mad. You have a huge fan club.
ReplyDeleteI'm fine pat...
DeleteAfter just reading a charming book about adventure seeking hippies taking Alaska by storm in the 1970's I finally sorted out some things in my head. First, I was having grief attacks, I knew that but have been trying to rationalize it, seeking a nice neat little box to put it in without loosing my footing. I consider what you are having is also grief attacks. The loss of an important relationship is a form of grief, like a death, it changes your world. Things can be going along fine and whap...side of the face slap reminds you of better times, great loss. A grief attack. Such times make you realize that "grief" changes you, inside and out. It alters your being, right to the core. I suspect the change even occurs on a cellular level. I buried a child. I am forever changed. You, as well, cannot help but be changed. That is not nice but it is OK. The "fan club" out here is pulling for you. I would love some bacon right now but according to my cardio....my heart will explode. Bitch.
ReplyDeleteI'm more shallow I guess , the bacon sandwich made me feel more human
DeleteMy grandad who survived the Somme and gangrene lost his last job when the pier was blown away in a storm. Worse things happen at sea, as the old saying goes.
ReplyDeleteIndeed Gwil.......I need to stop moaning
DeleteIntellectually we can know someone going off on a new path without us is only their need for something different, it sucks that in low moments we feel that as their rejecting us. I hope you truly understand that you have no valid reason to feel insecure. I'm happy for your having people that care for you to spend time with and enjoy. You are such a nice and giving person that it doesn't surprise me when I see how popular and supported you are. Hugs and smiles about your bright future, Mary
ReplyDeleteYes, keeping busy is probably the best therapy.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, we haven't had any anecdotes recently about loopy conversations with ramblers walking past your cottage....
I'll make one up
DeleteI love how some of your Blog friends are Googling bacon butty, mustard for me please and tea not coffee xx
ReplyDeleteI will have to Google it too....tho it looks delicious.
ReplyDeleteHoping today is vastly better.
I think your going back to part time work is a great idea. I've said before grief is made worse when you have no place to put all that love you used to pour on another person. Your nursing work gives you a place to spend all that precious caring you are so good at. Being alone can be ok as long as it isn't "lonely". I think you are doing great!
ReplyDeleteFor me, nature is the best solace. Although bacon-in-a-bun would help, too. I haven't had bacon in years! xx
ReplyDeleteAre you a fan of Kurt Vonnegut? In one of his novels, I think Slapstick, he uses that "hey ho" line.
ReplyDeleteNot a fan......mine comes from Larry Grayson circa1978
DeleteHey ho is a very British thing.
DeleteDear Larry Grayson, a personal friend. We used to chat in the cemetery in Nuneaton, he with his little poodle and me with my Alsatian. I miss him still and was pleased to see a programme featuring him on TV recently.
DeleteGlad that you have friends, busyness, Mary and bacon baps to sustain you. Hugs.
ReplyDeleteI hope that after a lovely breakfast on the beach you were able to get on with the day in a happier frame of mind John, looks like a beautiful beach mo doubt the rest of the gang was happy to see you come through the door.
ReplyDeleteSnap. I had a bacon bap for breakfast out this morning too, but mine was brown bap and in a converted church!
ReplyDeleteYep, keeping busy is the answer. Most of the time it works - sometimes it doesn't.
and I'm SO glad you don't do Larry Graysons other catch phrase ( the gay day thing in case you've forgot!)
Delete"Ooohh what a gay day."; "Look at the muck!" or "Shut that door!"? Lol, lol.
DeleteMay next week be better, take time and take care of yourself.
ReplyDeleteYou need to buy yourself a baseball glove and catch those shitty balls before they hit you. Then throw them back at the buggers who threw them.
ReplyDeleteDraw a bath, throw in bubbles and a good scent, soak to some stupid music.
I know you blog, but why not take pen to paper and write just for yourself? sometimes if you know what the trigger is, you can uncock the gun. And writing things down can sometimes hell. Hugs,peace and strength.
Mary, coffee and bacon, a perfect combination. I wish you a better week ahead.
ReplyDeleteSitting with my pups and sharing a snack has got me through many an emotional / stressful / anxiety-filled time. They are the very best therapy; love us and accept us unconditionally - and we them. And sharing a bacon buttie - we’ll not a single dog I know would consider anything finer! Xx
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