So crock pot Friday continues. I’ll be plugging in my slow cooker later this morning and the most amazing man in the world and I will be enjoying a nice meal tonight. I am smitten with this new machine and we seem to be getting along fine. This is our third date. Or is it our fourth? You lose track of time when you’re having fun. In any case, we’re still getting to know one another but I believe this will be a long term relationship.
The other habit I’ve gotten into each Friday is sharing random thoughts. I could actually dedicate an entire blog to this. As an introvert, my brain is constantly working. I’m always thinking, wondering, questioning, exploring. My husband jokes that there are soaring heat levels radiating from my head from all that processing of information. My brain is overflowing with all kinds of trivia and random thoughts, and yet I keep shoving more into it.
Last night the most amazing man in the world and I took a walk over to the mall to have a coffee. We stood in line waiting our turn at Tim Hortons (Canada’s largest restaurant chain), which was quite busy. There was an older couple in front of us that seemed rather impatient. The man turned to us at one point and made a snide remark about how slow the service was. My husband and I just smiled politely and left it at that. Then we turned and looked at each other with eyes that said “is he serious?” Maybe it was slow. I don’t know. We honestly hadn’t noticed because we had been chatting away about this, that and the other. I think we were in line for two or three minutes until it was our turn. That would hardly qualify as long. Why are people always in such a...GOGOGO...hurry?
I was thinking the other day about how sorry I am that I didn’t ask my father more questions when he was still alive. That’s a big regret. I can’t do anything about that but I can learn from it and take advantage of the fact that my mother is still with us. So I ask her questions. Most of them are about her and her early life in Greece, but I also ask her questions about my father. She lived in a neighbouring town and she knew a little about his family and his early life. Not too long ago she shared something surprising with me. Apparently, my dad used to shine shoes when he was a child to make a little extra money. He came from a very poor family that struggled immensely. His mother was widowed with six young children right before the second world war broke out. It was a very difficult time but somehow or other they all got through it. I love learning all I can because both my parents were in Europe when the war was going on, along with almost every adult I knew as a child, and there are some incredible stories to be told.
Today is ‘Black Friday’, mainly for my American friends, although it’s found its way here, too. But did you know it’s also ‘Buy Nothing Day’? Apparently it’s a protest against the plague of consumerism and the need to “have things”. This holiday was founded in Vancouver (Canada) in 1992 and, from what I gather, more than 65 nations currently participate in it. This is the first I hear of it but it works for me. In fact, I have many ‘buy nothing’ days. I’m a minimalist and I prefer more things going out of the house than coming in.
And that’s a wrap. I’ll end this week with a song by Mike & the Mechanics called “The living years”. I’m sure most of you recognize it.
Happy Friday, everyone. Have a great weekend!