Interesting...

...Indeed. Bit of an interesting predicament playing around in my fuzzy little brain, well actually there is a few things but not all can be detailed here, in fact none of it will I just felt the urge to type. How do we get into these messes, ah well life is sent to try us.

Funny old world...the brain I mean. How you can be sitting minding your own business and then an idea pops into your head. Sometimes we ignore the idea as a passing thing and other times we run with it just to see where it will lead. My mum has become all philosophical as of late because she has obviously come through one of the worst things you can, but it's interesting, it's making me think more too. The two of sat and watched TV all night tonight, it was good, I never really do that with her, never really have, but she was all like "You know what, Vicky? Don't do what other people expect of you, you have to do what you know is right for you regardless of outcome." Very unlike my mother! Then while we were watching some food programme she comes away with "If I want to eat a fatty, greasy slice of pizza then I will you only get one life. I'd rather be a bit overweight and healthy than have to go through the hassle of all that thin stuff." Interesting character my mum, it was just kinda odd seeing as my mind is telling me to fuck weight watchers up the arse and if I want to lose weigh then do it my own way. I dunno use the £18 a month to go swimming instead, even once a week would be better than doing sweet FA all week. The only time I am really active is on a Wednesday as I am running around after children all day, ok admittedly on a Wednesday night I totally pig out with Bonny, but if I could stick to that just once a week plus the once a week swim and the stuff on a Wednesday then surely it would have some effect. Whatever my mum made some good points tonight.

On a side note here are some lyrics that I like, my two fave songs at the moment actually.

2. Bye Bye Beautiful- Nightwish

Finally the hills are without eyes
They are tired of painting a dead man’s face
red with their own blood

They used to love having so much to lose
Blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins

[Chorus:]
Did you ever hear what I told you?
Did you ever read what I wrote you?
Did you ever listen to what we played?
Did you ever let in what the world said?
Did we get this far just to feel your hate?
Did we play to become only pawns in the game?
How blind can you be, don’t you see?
You chose the long road, but we’ll be waiting

Bye bye, beautiful

Jacob`s ghost for the girl in white
Blindfold for the blind
Dead Siblings walking the dying Earth

Noose around a choking heart
Eternity torn apart
Slow toll now the funeral bells

"I need to die to feel alive"

[Chorus]

Bye bye, beautiful

It’s not the tree that forsakes the flower
But the flower that forsakes the tree
Someday I`ll learn to love these scars
Still fresh from the red-hot blade of your words

How blind can you be, don’t you see?
That the gambler lost all he does not have...

[Chorus]

Bye bye, beautiful

And of course...

Time (Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour) 7:06 - Pink Floyd

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.


Breathe (reprise) 7:06(you barely even notice the song change)

Home, home again.
I like to be here when I can.
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire.
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.


So yeah that's that, just thought I would share.

Amethyst ***