Joyful June: Eternal Sunshine
This month we're back to Joyful June, so posting the calendar for 2022.
So, this month I'm going to look for good things each day.
I had a good time in the pub last night; we didn't stay massively late, but the place seemed like an improvement on how it used to be. It was good to see that they'd put up rainbow lights on the stairs in preparation for Pride Month (I imagine my gay friend sat next to me appreciated it). It was a good feeling when, in this time when you're not sure whether you should be doing it or not, one of my other friends pulled me into a hug as we went to say goodbye and go our separate ways.
Social media is still full of pictures from the Liverpool open top bus parade, so I'm going to share a few more - these men would probably be great to be friends with.
Good on Jordan Henderson that he ignored Jamie Carragher's comments about "learn to wear a baseball cap properly" on Twitter; always nice to have your own style.
My good thing for today is this knitted topper for a postbox, spotted on my walk with Mum today, all ready for the Queen's Platinum Jubilee (there are a lot of these around the whole country right now).
I don't know if anyone else has the weird moment when you're out on a walk, and you see someone you know, and then shortly after, you turn a corner ... and you see them again. We bumped into a guy I went to school with twice, and in the end we had to stop for a chat.
I've done another of my sketches; I'm sure everyone in their teens/early 20s maybe when still living with their parents had the occasional thrill of being left home alone, and realising you had free reign of the house. I wonder if anyone else like me decided to spend that time just roaming the house naked, just because it was something you couldn't really do anymore since you weren't a little kid.
But if you were like me, you probably wouldn't have wanted your parents to come home and catch you; I would even go out in the garden naked, as far as I dared, but then I'd hide behind bushes for fear of the neighbours seeing me. I used to hide behind the sofa if the doorbell went.
As I recall, my parents only came home once to get something they forgot, and I wasn't strutting around in the hallway, but hidden in my bedroom, pretending that I wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary. After that, I usually waited at least 20 minutes before doing anything I wouldn't want them to see.
I've started a whole bunch of Strava challenges today, so my progress is:
*658m on the MAAP Transcend Vert Challenge;
*2 hours and 44 minutes on Cafe du Cycliste Caravan Challenge;
*1 hour exactly on a number of challenges: Get Sponsored by The Feed, St. Jude 500 Challenge, ROKA Sun Sweat Sleep 300 and June Sweat with Pride Challenge;
*2 miles of 108 miles for British Red Cross Miles for Refugees;
*49 minutes on the RunWESTIN (TM) Challenge (this does not count workouts, so did not include my morning fitness); and
*3km of 50km in the June Walking Distance Challenge.
So, this month I'm going to look for good things each day.
I had a good time in the pub last night; we didn't stay massively late, but the place seemed like an improvement on how it used to be. It was good to see that they'd put up rainbow lights on the stairs in preparation for Pride Month (I imagine my gay friend sat next to me appreciated it). It was a good feeling when, in this time when you're not sure whether you should be doing it or not, one of my other friends pulled me into a hug as we went to say goodbye and go our separate ways.
Social media is still full of pictures from the Liverpool open top bus parade, so I'm going to share a few more - these men would probably be great to be friends with.
Good on Jordan Henderson that he ignored Jamie Carragher's comments about "learn to wear a baseball cap properly" on Twitter; always nice to have your own style.
My good thing for today is this knitted topper for a postbox, spotted on my walk with Mum today, all ready for the Queen's Platinum Jubilee (there are a lot of these around the whole country right now).
I don't know if anyone else has the weird moment when you're out on a walk, and you see someone you know, and then shortly after, you turn a corner ... and you see them again. We bumped into a guy I went to school with twice, and in the end we had to stop for a chat.
I've done another of my sketches; I'm sure everyone in their teens/early 20s maybe when still living with their parents had the occasional thrill of being left home alone, and realising you had free reign of the house. I wonder if anyone else like me decided to spend that time just roaming the house naked, just because it was something you couldn't really do anymore since you weren't a little kid.
But if you were like me, you probably wouldn't have wanted your parents to come home and catch you; I would even go out in the garden naked, as far as I dared, but then I'd hide behind bushes for fear of the neighbours seeing me. I used to hide behind the sofa if the doorbell went.
As I recall, my parents only came home once to get something they forgot, and I wasn't strutting around in the hallway, but hidden in my bedroom, pretending that I wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary. After that, I usually waited at least 20 minutes before doing anything I wouldn't want them to see.
I've started a whole bunch of Strava challenges today, so my progress is:
*658m on the MAAP Transcend Vert Challenge;
*2 hours and 44 minutes on Cafe du Cycliste Caravan Challenge;
*1 hour exactly on a number of challenges: Get Sponsored by The Feed, St. Jude 500 Challenge, ROKA Sun Sweat Sleep 300 and June Sweat with Pride Challenge;
*2 miles of 108 miles for British Red Cross Miles for Refugees;
*49 minutes on the RunWESTIN (TM) Challenge (this does not count workouts, so did not include my morning fitness); and
*3km of 50km in the June Walking Distance Challenge.