A busy couple of days for me on the weekend. My car window decided to die (ie wouldn’t go up or down) on Friday night, meaning I had to get it fixed somehow on Saturday. Which, in turn, meant a very expensive call-out fee for a mobile mechanic and an equally expensive part that I’m sure was worth much less than what I was quoted. But it was a Saturday and I couldn’t leave my car unsecured all weekend, plus we were due for a thunderstorm that night, so I had to pay the big bucks and get it fixed then and there. I hate dealing with car stuff – it stresses me out. How do you know if you’re being ripped off and, even if you are, what can you do about it when you need the thing fixed right away on a weekend? I even looked up on Youtube how to repair a car window regulator cable yourself, but decided that was fraught with danger and the possibility of me having a tantrum and ending up with a broken door panel as well as a broken window cable.
Waiting around for the mechanic and the repairs took up half of my day. I then had to go and get my groceries (I had NO food in the house, literally) and do some laundry. I really wanted to get some crafting done, so I got stuck in to my little Christmas people that I had started last weekend. I made a handful of them, ready to assemble on to cards.
I managed to get one card finished, with this little lady in blue :
On Sunday, it was my niece’s 2nd birthday, so we attended her birthday party in the park. It was a lovely morning – there was a gorgeous cool breeze (a relief after the heat of the day before when it was RIDICULOUSLY hot for Spring, reaching 40 degrees) and plenty of shade. Lots of kids running around, having fun with sack races, water-balloon fights and a piñata. Miss Two was rather bemused by it all, but very well-behaved. I sat with her while she ate her piece of delicious birthday cake, very lady-like with her little fork and paper plate. Adorable. I spent most of the morning carrying her around and, although she is a tiny little thing, she weighs a ton ha ha. My arm today is about to drop off. But there were lots of ant nests and I couldn’t really let her just toddle around on the ground, in case she got bitten.
Afterwards, I had to take my Mum grocery shopping. It just so happens that her local shops are close to an amazing papercraft shop, Scrapbook Secrets, so I took the opportunity to buy a few bits and pieces from there. Not too many, as I had just shelled out for my car repairs, but enough pretty papers and embellishments to help me finish off some more cards for Christmas.
I made one more card last night – not sure if I am happy with it, but I guess it is quite cute. I do rather like my little Christmas people – and I am pleased I have been able to use something that is my own design, for the most part. I must have drawn a hundred little faces and hands by now, but colouring them in and cutting them out is quite therapeutic, if not fiddly and hand-ache-making! I wish I could do eyes properly, but for now they will all have to have closed eyes. It makes them look peaceful, anyway, and I suppose that’s what you want at Christmas time!
Such a dreadful week, internationally, with the bombings and terror attacks in Paris, Lebanon and Syria, as well as other disasters like earthquakes, fires and floods. Such scary times we are living in – so many people living in terror and fear for their lives, and the lives of their loved ones. The Paris attacks this weekend got the most attention, and indeed I found myself tearing up over the lives lost and the horrific actions of the perpetrators. It is impossible to make sense of these things, or to understand what is going through someone’s head when they decide to commit these crimes. I’m not going to go into the politics of it all – I’m not qualified to do so – I just know it is human beings hurting other human beings.
There’s a quote from Fred Rogers circulating at the moment which encourages us to remember that there is still good in the world, still people who want to help and do the right thing. I am trying to take some comfort in it and know that, for the most part, human beings are good and kind-hearted, with no desire to hurt anyone. I like to think that’s true, anyway.
“When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.’ To this day, especially in times of ‘disaster,’ I remember my mother’s words, and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers – so many caring people in this world.” — Mister Rogers