What makes you cry?
This is a weird one for me. I cry. A lot. But not over sad stuff, sad stuff you would expect tears a plenty but no. I think its to do with my emotional irregulation. I can watch a movie. For agruments sake, “Armageddon”, I cried so much during the scene where Harry called his daugthers boyfriend “Son”. BUT funerals or expected events in which you would usually shed a tear? they just don’t happen for me.
Son running up to me saying he loves me or I start thinking about him, my wife and strong memories and yeah I cry. Hard. You sort of get this ” Why can you just cry” going on in your head and its just blah, nothing happens but the moment its something family related and I’m wondering why I can’t control it.
I think its good to cry. Healthy. To get to that emotional state of out pouring and it is a relief in a lot of ways being able to do that. Of course all the judgement comes with it but still a vital human trait I find.
How about you? can you cry at will? or maybe not at all? do you wish you could?
If you could see any movie, tv show, play or sporting event “on ice,” what would you choose to see performed on ice skates?
Evil Dead or Dawn of the Dead. In anycase something with zombies. Don’t ask me why but there would be something both satisfying and amusing to see a zombie skating after you, trying to eat your brain.
What Would You Rather Throw Away: Love Or Money?
Money. Every time. But I have come to that conclusion through heart ache, loss and pain. See my theory is you can only answer this question if you’ve had or have money. I had money. I had a hell of a salary, Nice job, well respected. I would constantly goto restaurants for meals, shop for anything I ever wanted or though I needed and yeah. It was nice and enjoyed it. It did however make me a slave to the wage.
By rebuilding and changing my purpose I found more happiness in love then I could ever find in money. Walks on the beach, watching a movie, board games things like that started to fill my days after I was “compromise agreemented” out if the building back in 2013. I found it hard. Very hard in fact to flip over to the other side. There was no safety net but the Freedom it brought me mentally was worth its weight in gold.
That was a lesson learned. Then came the fun of diying everything to save on the cash. Doing tasks I usually paid people to do or a whole collection of blah.
What Would you answer and why?
Today is “Eat Your Vegetables Day.” What vegetable do you love to eat? Hate?
I like Carrots, and I like Brussell sprouts. But which one is better.. Fiiiiiggggghhhhttt.
In all seriousness it would more than likely be carrots. The way I always love cooking them which is done with some nice fresh ones. Peeled, put into simmering water, raise to the boil and then reduce to simmer again. Leave it for like 15mins, drain, put in some butter, cover and put back on the cooling hob, stick a lid on. Shake it about at bit and then then drain butterness into something, put down the carrots and then drizzle on top.
Particularly nice with a home made mini pie. I made some really nice ones last week, I did it with stewed steak and beans. A weird combo but so nice. I used puff pastry for the tops and yum. I had enough of it left over (puff pastry) to make some the next day for dipping in soup.
Today was good. I had first aid training at St Johns ambulance place. It is next door to the McVities factory and you could smell biscuits wafting in all day. It was lovely. It was good, I actually enjoyed it. I was the only one for the company going, so I made friends with the random 20 or so people there. Partly because I was
used abused for every example. I had bandages on my head, arms, pretend to faint, example for recovery positions. It was amazing, they had an espresso maker which used fresh beans and it was free! I made a quadruple one and I was mimicking a hmming bird for the afternoon.
Long story short, I got a free pen, certificate (in the post) and I’m insured if some scum decide to sue me should they not be happy I administered first aid!
I wonder how I will react if I see something happening in the street. I suppose that is something everyone asks. How will you react if someone was in need of help in the middle of the street? I hope I don’t freeze and I take charge. I certainly hope I dont turn the other cheek and pretend something isnt happening, like you hear about so often on the news.
I guess you never know till you are tested!