But if you’re willin’ to play the game
It’s comin’ around again …
And so it goes – the merry go around, what was lost – may never be found.
I’ve been away from my blogging post for too long. Truth is my friends – I blog every day on a closed platform and I have done so for five years. This daily fix has been incredibly important to me over the years. I have gathered support while noseying around other people’s lives. It has been my security blanket, my discipline and my excuse when considering writing here.
The big corporate giant that owns the site and the blogging platform I have used – have decided to nix it – sending us all, my online pals and I, skittering to the four corners of the net. Some to Facebook groups, some to Weightloss fora and some to ‘my fitness pal’ and beyond. Some, like me, to their own adventures in blogging.
My plan was always to bow out of the closed space and set sail for distant internet shores – paddling my little blog out to open water and beyond. The reality has been that I’ve been dipping my toe in and out of the water so often – it’s gone wrinkly. Now the big bad corporate has done me a huge favour. They’ve cut me off.
That’s it badda bing badda bong! Take your chubby little blog posts and rack off MissLuli – for we are downsizing and outsourcing and repurposing and generally fucking with the platform – because it’s ours – not yours and we can!
Alrightee then. As the old saying goes – when they hand you lemons – look blankly at them until they offer you gin.
Fortunately for me I have a holiday home here at Crazy Happy Gorgeous and with a bit of tlc, some new curtains and a hilarious scene where I try, & fail, to light the aga and end up eating cold beans out of a tin with dock leaves & coal dust – I’ll be settled in over the next few weeks and it will be as if I always lived here.
You will all come by and say hello – and tell your mates and before I know it – my new home will be my old home and all will be as it should be.
The idea behind CHG was always to find community on-line somehow – to just begin some conversations and see what came up. I’ve been blogging so long for a specific audience, on a close platform, that I find myself a little lost just throwing it out there with no clear idea about where it’s landing.
So for now – if you’ll bear with me – I’m imagining that all my pals from the old site, along with some friends from the really real and online pals from a couple of other groups are pottering along here every now and again – to check in with what I’m up to. As time goes on I will find my voice again, outside the confines of that other place and then open up to the bigger ideas I have always had for CHG.
Like photographing people who embody that idea of crazy happy gorgeous for me. Yesterday – while out and about I saw three women who absolutely gave me that happy feeling of recognition. I don’t just mean I recognised myself – that would be way too narcissistic even for me – but I mean I recognised them – their true, authentic, unvarnished amazingness. It was singing out of them. In what they wore, their gestures and their aura. Happy Gorgeous Women.
I was laden with books, shopping and also hot and bothered and shy. So I missed the opportunity to ask them if I might take a snap and share with my friends here on CHG – in celebration of the diversity of our beauty and how gorgeous we all are.
I will get better at this. I will be bolder – I have to get bolder – to manifest my idea. A place to share my passions and to encourage my own crazy happy gorgeous living by being truthful and inclusive. Which may trickle out beyond the page… Wouldn’t that be a trip!?
How do you deal with flies?
Jeesorz Luli – where are you off to now? Seriously how do you deal with those little beggers that dive bomb your head – fly past your lunch and hang about zzizzzing away when you are chatting, or writing or thinking? I was brought up short earlier, flapping uselessly at a fly – a chap in an ancient Range Rover, parked outside the cafe – waved back at me – in jest.
We both laughed at my frantic wafting. What a ninny. Ineffectual, overly dramatic windmilling about.
So much better to just let the fly be and focus on my family. Instead I worked myself up, getting cross and huffy. The fly couldn’t give a fuck really. It might be worried if it new my murderous intentions – but let’s face it, worrying about the consequences of being a fly is hardly going to cut it in fly world.
I doubt your average fly is troubled by existential angst. I may be being unfair.
So I’ve decided to be less faffy about life’s flies. I may waft an arm every now and again but on the whole – I plan to let life’s minor irritants be. I’m currently practicing by ignoring the fact that the baristas are obsessed with an old Police album someone’s found and I’m being treated to the sound track of my youth – wailed over by 20 year olds. Who don’t even understand why it’s so funny to yell ‘Sue Lawley’ over the chorus.
I’m also choosing not to get het up about the yelling kid at the counter, the draught from the open door or the fact that I don’t like my shoe laces (too skinny for the shoe).
Nope I am the mistress of calm – the maestroess (it’s a word!) of zension (so’s that – nyargh!) and I am ploughing my way to the end of this ‘back after another long break’ blog. I am even brushing aside my niggling misgivings about the credibility of this or any other blog I write.
So fucking what!? I’m here, I’m writing – the only way is up and I intend to go there. UP UP UPPPPitty UP UP!
Sting is currently sending his SOS to the world… Over the shonky sound system – uh uh Luli – zizzzz zizzz!
‘I hope that someone gets my message in a bottle’…
My point here – if you can believe it – is that I’m resolved to stop using the dealing with the zzizzzing of flies as an excuse to distract me from what I have set out to do. Write, make shiz and share love as widely as I possibly can.
If that all sounds peachy to you – then hop on board. If you are here from other closed platforms – then please feel free to share these posts far and wide. Unlike the other places we have connected – I am happy to reach further and conversate more widely. I’d love it!
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