Saturday, 15 May 2010

It's just a little rain.....

It is the springtime of my loving - the second season I am to know
You are the sunlight in my growing - so little warmth I've felt before.
It isn't hard to feel me glowing - I watched the fire that grew so low.

It is the summer of my smiles - flee from me Keepers of the Gloom.
Speak to me only with your eyes. It is to you I give this tune.
Ain't so hard to recognize - These things are clear to all from
time to time.

Talk Talk - I've felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought YOU would ever go. I cursed the gloom that set upon us...
But I know that I love you so

These are the seasons of emotion and like the winds they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion - I seek the torch we all must hold.
This is the mystery of the quotient - Upon us all a little rain must fall...It's just a little rain...

Led Zeppelin – The Rain Song

Because sometimes someone else just says it better than you ever could.

Saturday, 1 May 2010

Visiting the Motherland

So, I just returned from a trip to Scotland to visit the family. What was supposed to be ten days turned into three weeks thanks to an Icelandic volcano with an unpronounceable name!
Having not been back for a while, it was great to be surrounded by my MASSIVE, WONDERFUL family and have a ton of laughs with them.
And Scotland is so incredibly beautiful....I'd kinda forgotten. What an amazing city Edinburgh is, with the Castle, all the monuments, and Arthur's Seat right smack dab in the middle of the city. How easy it is to be out of the city and suddenly be in the beautiful, untamed, SO historical Scottish highlands. The Wallace monument was closed but we drove past it on our way through Stirling and I swear I felt a surge in my blood as "FREEDOM!!" rang in my ears!
We had quite a few family get-togethers, I climbed a lot of hills and mountains, scrambled around a bunch of ruins, and spent plenty of quality time with my Mum, Dad and younger brothers, whom I simply <3!
Given the Hunter family's proclivity for humour and high jinx there are many funny, silly stories but probably the funniest thing that happened didn't involve a single Hunter but instead my friend Mirelle.....
We'd gone up to Aviemore, my brother Jonny wanted to go skiing and Mirelle and I went along for the ride, the hiking, and the sight-seeing. After Jonny had gone off to the top Mirelle and I started our hike. But, holy cow, the snow was so deep and we were wearing regular walking boots. After we crossed this one foot bridge and we trudged through the snow a bit we discussed the merits of going back to the chalet for some mulled wine to wait for Jonny to come down for the pre-apointed video-op...and as Mirelle was putting forth her vote for the warmth of the fireplace we had just had lunch at, I felt my foot sink. And sink more. My face must have been a picture as I slowly sank...one leg...all the way down. As I 'lay/sat', my right leg completely engulfed by the snow we were walking on, my left leg sprawled on the surface and my hands grappling at the snow in front of me, desperately trying to get a decent grip, well, panic struck. In the very brief time this happened I realised that "holy crap! what just happened???!!! holy crap! this is COLD! OMG I can move my foot around wtf is up with that? if I pull my leg up will my boot come off, and then I'll be walking around the Highlands in my sock! oh shit, what if my sock comes off....why isn't Mirelle helping me??? STOP LAUGHING MIRELLE AND HELP ME!!!"
She didn't. She couldn't. She was doubled over laughing...and frankly she hasn't stopped yet. Mention it to her and she will be a laugh-puddle instantly. Biatch.
Anyhoo...I pulled my leg out, boot, sock and all and we went back to drink mulled wine til Jonny was Kodak-ready.
Heading out to video the ski-stud we crossed another foot bridge further down from the unfortunate sinking incident and realised that I had sunk right above the raging river of melting snow. Just how much more worse the situation could have been sent shivers down my spine (visions of having sunk all the way through and body-rafting my way down the mountain....yikes!) and sent Mirelle into another fit of giggles. Friends. Hmmph.
I'll diary the trip soon, photos and all...oooooh!! betcha can't wait!....but for now I'm back home. It's gorgeous weather and, following this weekend, I'm a tad sunburned. But all I know right now is that I can't wait to go back...I miss my family and I miss beautiful Scotland.

BLONDE!

So my friend Bruce and his wife just got back from New Zealand. Generous lovies that they are they came home bearing gifts. Bruce handed me one of my gifts saying that he had seen it and immediately thought of me.....it's a coaster....
Hmm....thanks guys :-/
lol!

Saturday, 20 February 2010

Where do I live again?????

This is Bermuda! It's supposed to be lovely and warm, right?
Last night it was 58F, tonight it's 56F....and it's been like this all winter. Never mind the storms. So I hear you all saying "Whaaa? That's not cold you wimp!"
While I am a self-confessed wimp, I also ask that you remember that we don't have heat in our homes. The houses are built to release heat and admit breezes and I am sitting in front of a little space heater, occasionally going to warm my hands by running hot water over them!
And yes, I am grateful for both the heater and the hot water, and the breeze-admitting roof over my head...

What it really got me thinking about was the whole 'Global Warming' debate.
Global Warming is a catch phrase that is such a misnomer.
Climate Change is better but still doesn't really cover it.
We have done so much damage to this planet from carelessness and it has caught up with us, that is scientific fact.
Yes, there are cycles that the Earth goes through, but it is agreed scientifically that this is not one of them.
And the term 'global warming' misleads the uninformed....they are expecting that suddenly winters and summers will both be warmer.
In actuality, while the planet's core temperature raises what it does is produce extremes in the atmospheric climate on the surface. Winters will be more severe, summers will be more severe, there will be more violent, frequent and freaky weather patterns. Sound familiar?
They've been trying to come up with a new name for the global warming phenomena, and they are actually thinking of including the word 'freak'!! Love it.

So anyway, I live on a bunch of patches of coral and limestone, 26 square miles in total, sitting on the rim of an extinct volcano in the middle of the Atlantic.
And it's effin' freezing right now!
Just wait til July when I start complaining about the heat!!

Sunday, 14 February 2010

Having a laugh on V-day...

From a site called ShitMyDadSays....

"Nah, we don't celebrate it. Don't know who St. Valentine was, don't give a shit, and doubt he wants people screwing in his memory."
Excellent point of view!

And so I'm off for my Very Hot Valentine's date.....an afternoon with Lucas, age 4 and 7 months. Don't forget the 7 months!! He's not 4 anymore, and he's not 5 yet. Apparently this is very important. Must have something to do with nursery school hierachy?

Anyway...in the meantime...sending all my love to the other side of the world.

Dear Hallmark...

Re: Valentines Day
Thank you so much for giving us this day to remind us to tell the ones we love that we love them.
Good for you...without you we may never think to do that!!
Sincerely,
Who????????????

Good grief...it's pretty sad. Love is something to be celebrated every day, not just this one day in February. Tell the person you love that you love them whenever you get the chance!!!
Frankly, I prefer those everyday little expressions of love over the once-yearly-only shower of flowers, chocolate and a cheesy store-bought card.

Ug!

We have been experiencing the worst winter weather I can ever remember in Bermuda...the winter storms charging off the east coast of the USA are about set to blow us clean over to the other side of the Atlantic!! Sustained gale force winds with hurricane gusts of 100mph has left this beautiful green 'Emerald of the Atlantic' crispy brown and salt-burnt. Parts of the island have been cut off as bridges have been closed and people are stranded here and elsewhere as flights have been, and continue to be, cancelled. One brave British Airways flight from London this evening was planning an attempted landing, hoping to beat the next cold front, but gave up and re-routed to Boston, hoping to try again tomorrow.
The incessant roar as the wind howls around the house, the constant racket as it tortures the palm trees and banana grove, the cabin fever starting from not being able to get out and about!!! UG!
The best I can say about it is that the wind at my back made the long uphill walk from the store this afternoon A LOT quicker!

Hmm. What a whingey, whiney post. I better come up with something to be grateful for PDQ!!
Life. Love. Family. Friends. Laughter. Joy. There we go, much better!