So New Years Eve. Yesterday was a nice day, a conflicting day somewhat on many levels, but a nice day. I ended the day a bit disappointed and conflicted about someone, very happy with someone and smiling that I have some good good friends. One thing that was frustrating was I ended up doing all the BBQ and so was removed from my guests for the best part of an hour. So in some ways I had a birthday gathering where lots of people got to chat, but not with me. I will need to rethink that one for next year!
I have been thinking this morning about childhood (mine in particular) and how I am lucky that I can think back fondly on it and actually wish at times I could go back there and appreciate it as I do now. One of the great ironies of life being you can't really fully appreciate your childhood until it is over. I was thinking about 31 Wainoni Road, which is where I spent my formative years. My first day of school, where I began to learn about the world, where I played for hours in the backyard, where I grew veges, where I discovered my sexuality, where I had my heart broken for the first time and where I started to become an adult. It may be rose tinted glasses, but it was a time which was generally very very happy for me. I actually wrote down the line "I would love to be able to go back and sit on the grass with my parents as they were then." That's life isn't it I guess. You can't go back, all you can do is remember and enjoy and feel lucky you can.
So I don't have a lot in the way of New Years resolutions, seeing that a couple of days ago I wrote down 6 ambitions for 2008 anyway.
I had a lovely lovely chat with Moira last night. She is coming to the end of her 365/6 and we were talking about creativity and other yearly projects. Interestingly enough we had had a similar idea for a project involving writing letters. The concept of a hand written letter every day or week. I am seriously thinking of doing this. I fancy the idea of giving it a go. Really want to do one a day, but am nervous it might be a bit of an undertaking. A week would be more manageable but for me would feel like a bit of a cop out from my original idea. Will see what comes of this, but I must must create.
My surprise of yesterday was a lovely CD of music by a guy called Elliott Smith. This was given to me by a woman who I have recently met through my friend and singing buddy David. I was really really touched by this. We have talked a few times about music and in particular The Smiths, so it was really lovely of her to think of this and to share this music which obviously means a lot to her. I am blessed by good people in my life!
List of birthday presents:
Seeding trays and gardening gloves
JB HiFi voucher
Jazz guitar ice cube tray
Cookie cutters
Voucher for a meal at a friends fave cafe
Elliott Smith CD
A tree (name escapes me right now)
I love G.I. Badge
Green Lomograph camera!!!
Neat Jam Jar labels
A portable greenhouse (present to myself which I will get today)
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