How are you?

If you ask me this question, most times I am totally willing to tell you, so beware of that.  If you want to be a part of my life, if I want to be a part of yours, then we have to communicate what’s going on in there (Bexy points mentally to her head).  That’s how interpersonal relationships and support structures are made, kept and developed.  Thing is, it takes more than one person to communicate effectively, it takes at least two:

  1. TalkerTalkers

 

  1. ListenerListeners

Most of all it takes both sides

to swap roles

frequently!!!

 

Anne On

Well unlike another type of social media, blogging doesn’t have to have my whole name plastered all over it (though to be honest some people still do call me Bexy) or to have all my so called [Friends] to follow me or for me to make up some clever fake id name (that everyone and his wife knows is me)…  Basically, we all should know by now, that ianonf Big Brother wants to know what any of us type online, they will.  Plus they’ll know who we are and where we are.

So that is that and we can either live with it and type what we are, what we think, what we want others to know… or just don’t type anything online.  You see, unlike Farceblock which is like shouting “Hello World this is me take a pop” and inviting all and sundry to feel obliged to [Like] me, I am fine with putting down kind, creative things just for the intrinsic value or maybe the last blog has an accurate point too?

~ blar ~ blar, blar, blar ~ blar ~

Outside memory stick

Let’s face it, I use this blog not so much to share with the world and all who sail on her as you would think, but there’s a little bit more of this being used as an outside memory stick.  To put things down (was just about to type “on paper”) so to speak.  You see, not only might I bump my noggin one day in the garden weeding or when prancing about belly dancing in the lounge laughing, but maybe being my outspoken self {{{giggles}}} when some (we won’t use expletives so early in the morning) might take it on themselves to bash me on the noggin believing their stressful thoughts about me or because of their own unmet needs as they might feel obliged to be a violent (and again we won’t use expletives so early in the morning) and to be honest I bloody well pity the buggers.  

So maybe this blog is a bit like for future reference, saving my ideas… oh geez, I was so close to using that four letter swear word @?!#!~ BANK ~@?!#!  

Oh wait:  “Why share?”  Well let’s face it not many are reading this, but still:  The World needs random kindness words, vegan recipes, peaceful thoughts shared etc and the like… regardless!  For the most part this is semi anonymous and is semi log book, semi how~to that you can pick up or put down at leisure.  Will anyone read it?  I just did (as I wrote it).  It was okay, I liked what I typed and who I am to judge thoughts that are like flying insects that land where they will.  I do however work at being kind, not only to others, but also to myself and I recommend that to anyone as a good life to practice, practice, practice that kindness and compassion.  We can all get angry, upset seeing the unkind and the uncompassionate, but we might be them if we don’t question our thoughts.

Basically, don’t just “Get a life” but “Get into being a kind life and live out that adventure, practising kindness to the very end!”

a kind life.

 

The French translation bit:

Une = A

Vie = Life

Compatissante = Compassionate

Honest Opinion

It seems that people around here know, that if they ever want an honest opinion (note opinion) about how I perceive clothes to be looking right for the purpose the person wishes for them and taking their shape into account, then they need to go into the Red Cross Charity Shop when I’m doing my bit!
If customers want a “Brown nose” or “Toenails” opinion they best ask elsewhere in another shop, because I think we actually pride ourselves on our HONESTY WHEN ASKED abilities (subject to availability, terms and conditions apply).
Red Cross
Note: Why waste on things that don’t fit the job and it is a kindness and a safe thing to be honest when honesty is what is asked for.