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Im not so good with conformity … can you tell?

As you are guessing, I am not so good with conformity.  Posting to a ‘set’ structure really isn’t me and frankly, a tad constraining.  Blogging structure like, on Tuesdays we post about travel.  Wednesday, well Wednesdays are wordless; but you can throwback your Thursday’s ARHHHHHHH.  Yes YES, I know I can set my blog up how ever I wish too – there are no true set in stone rules or guidelines.  But after some time of blogging, certain styles and structure form; especially with certain types of blogs.  Sadly, the longer you blog; these structure become very clear and very standardised – and very done.  Even the themes and hashtags that we all use – they are, in a way – restricting our creativity.

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But it seems the more I try to conform, the less I post.  And to be honest what is the point of towing the line when I am not enjoying it.  Especially when it seems that when I am free writing I seem to post frequently and most importantly – I feel I enjoy my blog as much as I hope the people that drop by do.  After a bit of time away and reflecting a few thoughts on exactly WHY I blog – I have decided to throw out all forms of conformity – and just get back to why I started in the first place.  From today I am going to blog whatever drops into my crazy uncomforted mind.  No longer will I constrict myself, my creatively nor my blog to travelling Tuesdays and wordless Wednesday’s.  HECK, I might throw caution into the wind and do a WEEK of wordlessness – why should Wednesday be so lucky and wordless? :O.

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Just think of the scandal – no words for a week!  Then totally confuse everyone and write poems or recipes for the following week.  What is better?  Blogging to a set structure – where posts are forced and infrequent.  Or blogging for pleasure, sharing my adventures and creative self.  Getting back to the grass roots of just what WordPress was all about – back when people blogged from the pleasure of sharing and not the dream of recognition from the masses – which it seems like some blogs are trying to achieve.

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So from today who knows where/what I will post.  Because, truthfully, its about the journey that we all take; and not the end destination.

Mabel

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Birds of a feather DON’T always flock together

So, you may or may not be aware – but I am a keen bird watcher.  Oddly enough I have a fear of one type of bird and an obsession with another.  OK OK, since we are talking about me – the odd part really isn’t that odd, say for example to any other person other than say …me.

So, back to the post at hand.  Which bird do I love you are asking?  Well, I just LOVE flamingos – there isn’t one thing that I don’t LOVE about them; HECK they are even considered a 70’s icon!   Come on who hasn’t wanted a big pink plastic flamingo to stick in their front lawn!!!  Basically, what I am saying is, that what is there not to love about the flamingo.  Just in case you’re not sold yet on how loveable the flamingo is, here are 10 reasons why I think they are…

  1. They are unusual looking and I like the unusual 
  2. They like to stand on one leg (again unusual) and researchers can not fully explain why they do this
  3. They come in so many colours – dont like pink – HEY they come in purple as well
  4. Put two flamingos together and at the right moment they are making a love heart!
  5. Their babies are cute fluffy grey and short – then grow into something of beauty
  6. Their name means ‘flame coloured’ – come on that’s cool in its self!
  7. The flamingo that is well fed is more colourful (meaning he gets the girl) so for once no skinny birds allowed- fat chicks ROCK!
  8. In ancient times – the flamingo was considered as the living representation of the sun God Ra – HEY –  I love the SUN!
  9. They are super social animals and prefer to flock together in groups of thousands – again I am super social LOL
  10. Lastly – I really REALLY like them!

On the other hand, I have a real fear for pelican’s.  Nope, I haven’t had any incident with pelicans in the past.  It’s just something about them that I dislike.

  1. For starters – they have beady little nasty eyes – their eyes are flat and soulless 
  2.  Again with their eyes – their eyes never stop staring at you.  No matter where you are standing its like they are looking at you
  3. I just cant get over the size of their bills – come on if you can fit another bird whole in your mouth (see picture above) – there has to be trust issues there!
  4. They defy gravity – nothing that big should be able to fly – yes that one you would think would be something I would like BUT…
  5. Their size isn’t all that it is meant to be – they are not heavy – their size is all about air – so they can float without effort – see again very shady (much like their staring eyes)
  6. Their name is derived from the word ‘pelekys’ which means axe like – *wide eyes* HELLO birds and axes don’t go together – not unless it is to do with thanksgiving dinner!
  7. Did I mention they have scary starry eyes – yes I did
  8. WELL, I just dont like the overall look of them LOL

In general, pelican’s freak me out a little – like I said, it is for no reason at all.  It is just that when I look into their eyes *brrrrrr* a cold chill goes over me like someone has walked over my (yet to be) grave or something!  I am just really freaked out by them.  All I can say, is just as well pelican’s are not so common in New Zealand – ok neither are flamingos.  But remember, we have only recently moved back to New Zealand from Australia- and in Australia pelicans are everywhere on the coast!

So, to end may your days be filled with sun, beautiful colours and not birds that like to stare you down…

Mabel 

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Blogging, Travel Tuesday

How hard can it be to post while on the road

Really, how hard can it be?  You aren’t held back by work commitments or even household duties!  But if I  think back to how many awesome posts I think up while we are in transit – I could have enough posts to last a full calendar year.   I kid you not.  I have them pretty much all “written” out – well, in my head that is. But by the time we have reached our destination- poof. Gone, gone like a dream disappears when you wake up. Like for example, while driving back from Taupo this long weekend I had an awesome post all about my odd obsession with corn fields and how I can’t stop looking at them when I spot them while driving.


I had this awesome but oddball post all “written” out in the head by the time we had arrived home.  Then by the time we had unloaded the car and unpacked the cases – poof gone.  All that awesomeness gone and all that was really left was a small memory about about how I think my obsession became around from watching way too many horror movies during my teens, twenties, thirties and well now my fourtys.  And now I have a hunger to rewatch “The Children of the Corn… and the post is completely gone.


Now, I try to over come this issue by taking loads of notebooks that I can jot things down on – you know so to use as a reminder when we finally reach our end point for the day. But come on, really have you tried to write things down when your driving at high speed along open country (bumpy) roads!  Good god when I attempt to read over my notes – I can only read every second or third word.  If it was written in crayon it would look like some preschooler had gotten a hold of my notebook.   Seriously – even a doctor or Calvin’s handwriting would be easier to read than mine while in a moving car.
I am not going to let this situation get the better of me.  Next time we are on a road trip or even out somewhere and a post idea pops randomly into my head; I am going to attemp to type notes up on my iPad, heck even on my phone and see if that works out any better.  Because I have to say, I have “written” some pretty awesome, interesting and of course, super funny posts while we are on the road over the years…


It just a pity no one else was able to read what is inside my head – or is it LOL

Mabel

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