This is a picture of Waffles the cat. He even has his own Instagram @waffles_the_cat. I realise I’m a bit late in discovering this since Waffles already has 913k followers but anyway I thought this pic deserved a decent caption!
I’ve decided to do a little series of ‘Caption This…’ posts as I’ve come across a few funny or thought provoking images recently. I’d love to hear your ideas.
What would you caption this picture? Or what thoughts does it bring to your mind? Let me know in the comments. ☺️
I saw this picture on Instagram earlier. It was being used by a mental health support organisation and I wish I had paid more attention to what they actually said in their post. However, I loved the picture and it sparked several thoughts that I considered writing about… but then I had an idea. I decided to let you do the writing instead.
What would you caption this picture? Or what thoughts does it bring to your mind? Let me know in the comments. ☺️
I know – it’s been a while – again! It’s not that I have nothing to say – it’s just that I don’t know where to start. As a result I thought I’d take the opportunity to answer some questions posed by Claudette, the lovely Writer of Words on her post about a week ago now. In fact I can relate to a lot of what she said at the beginning of her post too so check it out?
So these are Claudette’s questions and my attempt at answering:
All about blogging
1) Does belonging to a blogging community imply a responsibility toward the bloggers?
I had to think about this one because I do tend to take on responsibilities that are not mine and I also like to look out for others. Realistically though can you take any responsibility for people whose real names you don’t know, who live at an unknown address sometimes on the other side of the globe and whom you have no contact with outside of cyberspace? I don’t think so. Do I care? Yes, I actually do care. There are many blogs on here that I can relate to and people who I’m certain I’d get on well with IRL but you know…
2) Does it become a want or a need to read, like and/or comment regularly?
There are several blogs that I enjoy reading regularly and will often like or comment on. It’s definitely a ‘want to’ I think. I don’t feel I need to for similar reasons to my answer to question 1.
3) If you read, like and especially comment at least semi-regularly on a select few blogs and thereby get to *know* that blogger a little, does this relationship qualify as friendship?
I’d like to think it’s a sort of a friendship. There’s a connection there for sure. I guess the difference is that your IRL friends are actually there on the other end of a phone or at your door if you need them and you can be for them too. I think it’s definitely possible for a blogger friend to become a real friend if you get in touch outside of this platform.
4) Is a virtual relationship through a blog real?
It can definitely feel real but I don’t think that it would be possible to get all the qualities you’re looking for from a friendship/relationship through blogging and commenting. There would have to be more.
5) Do you feel reading there every time they post is the responsible thing to do or do you drop off on occasion?
There are some blogs that I read all the time but there are others that I’ve stopped reading as often or just dip in and out of. I tend to read what I enjoy.
6) If you drop off, what are the reasons you are taking a break?
There have in the past been a couple of blogs that I felt were affecting my own thinking and maybe even getting me down – I have to look after myself too. I’ve also accidentally taken a break from some blogs because of glitches in WP that have meant their posts stopped showing up for me.
7) What if you extend the relationship with a blogger beyond the blog and start emailing with them? Does this make the relationship more intimate, more real?
I think so. I guess it depends on how far you extend it but if you’re chatting back and forth by email then yes. I think you’re probably more likely to phone or video call too once you’ve taken this step.
8) With those more intimately connected bloggers whom you have an exterior relationship with (say through email) do you take the opportunity to check in with them when you read between the lines something they posted in their blog?
I don’t really have this situation. I have some IRL friends who read my blog but don’t blog themselves. If I was in this position I’m sure I would check in though.
9) When you formulate an opinion on a blogger based solely on what you read on their blog, do you make assumptions about them and/or their personality, character, lifestyle?
Definitely. I think it’s natural as humans to fill in the blanks in a story or make up what we don’t know. I don’t feel bad about doing that though since I always assume that people are generally pretty great.
Thanks Claudette for posing these questions. Just what I needed to break my silence again. 🙂
It’s Song Lyric Sunday hosted by Jim Adams of A Unique Title For Me. This week’s prompt is Promise/Vow/Oath. Ever since I saw this prompt on Jim’s post a few weeks ago this song has been going round in my head. Not really sure why it stuck out so much – I think I just liked it at the time.
According to Wikipedia the song originally failed to chart when it was released in 1990 but after a successful UK tour it was rereleased in 1991 and peaked at number 3 in May. To be honest I don’t remember hearing much more about Beverley Craven after this song but apparently she has continued writing and performing and her 6th album, Woman to Woman, was released in 2018.
‘Promise Me’ would have been in the charts when I was just finishing up at high school. Maybe that’s why it’s memorable? I think that summer I went off on a tour with The Continentals (a Christian young people’s choir) to Scandinavia and Latvia, Lithuania and Estonia. It was probably pretty cringy stuff when I think back now but I guess it was different days. That was my first trip away without my family for more than a few days. I think we were gone about 5 weeks altogether. These days it’s holidays in the sun that are the done thing after finishing school (maybe not this year though).
Promise Me by Beverley Craven
You light up another cigarette and I pour the wine It’s four o’clock in the morning and it’s starting to get light Now I’m right where I wanna be, losing track of time But I wish that it was still last night
You look like you’re in another world but I can read your mind How can you be so far away, lying by my side When I go away I’ll miss you and I will be thinking of you Every night and day
Just promise me you’ll wait for me ‘Cause I’ll be saving all my love for you And I will be home soon Promise me you’ll wait for me I need to know you feel the same way too And I’ll be home, I’ll be home soon
When I go away I’ll miss you and I will be thinking of you Every night and day Just promise me you’ll wait for me ‘Cause I’ll be saving all my love for you And I will be home soon Promise me you’ll wait for me I need to know you feel the same way too
And I’ll be home, I’ll be home Promise me you’ll wait for me ‘Cause I’ll be saving all my love for you And I will be home soon
Promise me you’ll wait for me I need to know you feel the same way too And I’ll be home, I’ll be home soon
It’s Song Lyric Sunday (every Sunday) hosted by Jim Adams of A Unique Title For Me. For a while I’ve been reading posts by other bloggers who take part in this prompt each week but although songs often spring to mind I’ve never actually written about one myself. Partly, I think this is because I know I probably won’t manage to be consistent with posting weekly and that seems to be what people do. When I saw this week’s prompt though (Listen/Hear/Talk/Speak), SO MANY great songs came to mind that I had to post something. I eventually settled on this one as it has been a karaoke favourite of mine for years. Actually I need to clarify that – not exactly karaoke – I’ve actually only done that a handful of times. When I say karaoke what I mean is I’ve sung it lots of times in my living room playing ‘Rock Band’ with the kids when they were younger. 😆
Apparently this song has quite a lot of history. It was originally largely written by Gwen Steffani’s brother Eric as a love song but then after the band (No Doubt) got the song Gwen rewrote most of the lyrics to fit in with what was going on in her life. Her seven year relationship with bandmate Tony Kanal had ended and after several alterations it became more of a sad song in place of the jazzy original. The song topped the charts in several countries including the UK which made it No Doubt’s most successful international hit.
Being a lyrics person myself, these ones always get me. There’s so much pain in these words over the loss of the friendship and letting go. Maybe part of the success of the song can be attributed to how relatable the lyrics are?
You and me, we used to be together Every day together, always I really feel that I’m losin’ my best friend I can’t believe this could be the end It looks as though you’re lettin’ go And if it’s real, well, I don’t want to know
Don’t speak, I know just what you’re sayin’ So please stop explainin’ Don’t tell me ’cause it hurts Don’t speak, I know what you’re thinkin’ I don’t need your reasons Don’t tell me ’cause it hurts
Our memories, well, they can be inviting But some are altogether mighty frightening As we die, both you and I With my head in my hands, I sit and cry Don’t speak, I know just what you’re sayin’ So please stop explainin’ Don’t tell me ’cause it hurts, no, no, no
Don’t speak, I know what you’re thinkin’ And I don’t need your reasons Don’t tell me ’cause it hurts
It’s all ending We gotta stop pretending Who we are
You and me I can see us dyin’ Aren’t we?
Don’t speak, I know just what you’re sayin’ So please stop explainin’ Don’t tell me ’cause it hurts No, no, don’t speak, I know what you’re thinkin’ And I don’t need your reasons Don’t tell me ’cause it hurts Don’t tell me ’cause it hurts
I know what you’re sayin’ So please stop explainin’ Don’t speak, don’t speak Don’t speak, no I know what you’re thinkin’ And I don’t need your reasons I know you’re good, I know you’re good I know you’re real good, oh
La, la, la, la La, la, la, la Don’t, don’t, ooh, ooh Hush, hush, darling Hush, hush, darling Hush, hush Don’t tell me ’cause it hurts Hush, hush, darling Hush, hush, darling Hush, hush Don’t tell me ’cause it hurts Oh, hush, hush, darling Hush, hush, darling
I have been following Melody from Caramel (Learners at Love) for quite some time now. Recently she started a series called The Caramel Crunch and although I like to participate I usually leave a short comment on her post. This week I felt that I had a little more to say on the subject so here is my response to The Caramel Crunch #8.
Mel’s question was:
You have a horrible cold and you realize you are infectious. However, there is a culture in your workplace of still attending work when you are ill. You realize that if you phone in sick, your manager will then have to spend time ringing other staff and may not be able to find someone else who can cover your shift. You realize that the other staff will be under a lot of pressure to keep up with the work. They always turn up for work even when they are ill.
WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
My answer to Mel’s question is probably not going to be very definative. I realised that I have made different decisions on this very matter depending on the workplace that I have been in.
Many years ago (before my children came along) I worked in a personnel office for the Roads Department of the local authority. I don’t remember having a cold while I worked there (although I was signed off work with anxiety for 6 weeks) but if I had I probably would have taken time off. It was a large open plan office. There were around 8 of us on the team I worked in and most of the staff were fairly young and healthy. I think in that situation my colleagues would have been more upset if I had gone to work and infected them than if they had to pick up some of my workload.
When my kids were very young I did some waitressing and bar work in the evenings when their dad was home to look after them. I guess working with food is a different ‘kettle of fish’ than working in an office anyway but I would have taken time off if I’d had a heavy cold in that situation. I don’t think the customers would have been too impressed if I was breathing my germs all over their food. It definitely would have created more hassle for the managers in the restaurant though. I know they often had difficulty getting shifts covered so they probably would have been cursing me for being ill but equally they probably wouldn’t want me in looking like death warmed up and sneezing all over the place either.
When I was teaching it would have been a very different story. For a start schools are rife with germs. There are always children there with heavy colds in the winter time so this would almost definitely be where I’d picked up the infection from in the first place. There is very much a culture of going to work when you’re ill among teachers. There are several reasons for this:
If you stayed off every time you were ill you’d never be at work because there are so many germs floating around in schools. Obviously if we were talking anything more serious than a heavy cold that would be a different story.
It can be more stressful to communicate the plans you had for your class for the day to someone else than it would be just to go in to school and do the best you could. I remember times when I really was too ill to attend having to email lots of instructions and resources (PowerPoint presentations, worksheets and the like) in to the school before I could relax and begin to recover.
In my area if you were absent from work on more than two occasions you were put on a disciplinary plan. As no one knows when they might be unwell staff didn’t want to take time off for something as straightforward as a cold in case they ended up being unwell again and had to go on to a disciplinary plan. I don’t know the ins and outs of what one of these plans involved as I never needed to go on one but the name in itself was enough to scare people into being at work if they possibly could.
Often the effect of your absence on the pupils would play a big part in the decision too. You realise that (no matter how good they are) the children’s education will be affected by having a supply teacher in while you are off. Having the consistency of a teacher that knows the pupils and their capabilities, knows what they have already covered and what they need to work on next and what their abilities are and what support they need is hard to replace. Many teachers attend work when they are ill simply because they feel the knock on effect on the children’s education would be too significant.
As a self-employed sole trader, I now have a different set of issues to work through if I am unwell. I’d be letting my clients down if I didn’t go to work as there is no one to replace me. I wouldn’t get paid if I didn’t turn up as sick pay and holiday pay are not available – I get paid for the hours I am actually there to do the job. I do have the flexibility to be off in the sense that no one would be having to worry about covering me and there are no disciplinary plans to worry about. I am still largely working in germ infested schools though so I guess I would decide on a case by case basis depending on how ill I really felt.
So to go back to Mel’s question I probably would go to work under the circumstances she described since it seems to be what everyone else does anyway. It sounds like I may well have picked up the infection in that workplace and also like it would have more of a negative impact if I did not attend work than if I did. I think I do tend to weigh up the options in this kind of situation though so it might also depend on the importance of what I was working on at the time.
Well if you’ve made it this far thanks for reading. I realise this was a bit of a long winded answer but it let me chatter on for a bit which will save my hubby listening to me go on about it later 😂. Thanks to Melody for the question too. Do let me know in the comments if you have any thoughts on what I’ve said.