Today I woke up a little less tired than usual, which was great, and thought Oh Blog, how I’ve ignored you! So determined to do something different today, I was grateful to have a free lunchtime to catch up with writing and with you all!
Being Australian (and technically British) I completely forgot it was American / Canadian thanksgiving, until I read some lovely Facebook posts.My American workmate doesn’t really celebrate it over here, which is a shame as she is an amazing baker, so I can only imagine what her pumpkin pie must be like. Still, I am grateful for the days she brings some other creation in.
I had thought in any case that today was a day to write about friends. Mainly what most of my posts are these days, (where ARE the dates?) but today the urge was to write about how truly grateful I am for my friends. And just to reiterate how wonderful they really are.
I’ve gotten over my turning of age crisis, and my Why is Everyone in a Couple but ME..blip. And looked back on the last couple of weeks and how my friends have really been there for me.
I threw a little birthday, housewarming, Christmasy shin ding at my flat. I say little as my flat size dictated the amount of people I could invite. With that always comes inevitable cancellations and then wishing I had invited certain people, having regrets about this, but then just remembering there will be other parties.
For some reason this party I felt a sense of calm before hand. Only raising the BP at one point when my dishwasher packed up. Where is that man when I need him? Well two phone calls and a knock on the neighbour’s door, and I had several opinions and offers of assistance.
I think the other part of the calm was because I had my amazing neighbour Lee help with all the catering. A retro style 70’s party, full of prawn cocktails, cheese and pineapple hedgehog, ritz and dips, devils on Horseback (prunes wrapped in bacon, if you please!) Not to mention a three or four layered Black Forest cake! My favourite from when I was at school in the 80’s even. I felt very spoilt.
My friend James looked after the music, ensuring we didn’t miss a disco beat. Friends turned up with all sorts of amazing gifts and importantly with their dancing shoes on. There were surprise guests late in the night, and a truly friendly atmosphere, with many new friends and connections formed.
To me this is what life is all about. Putting people together, and having a good old disco dance.
Of course there are many more things to life! But I guess on the weekend and since, when I have needed my friends they are there. Well, maybe not on Sunday for the party clean up.. Strangely they were nowhere to be found… 🙂
My favourite saying by William James still stands true – “Wherever you are it is your friends who make your world”
Gays, straights, girls, boys, and more gay boys. I am thankful, and am grateful that you all walked into my path, and I really couldn’t ask for a better life.Share me!by