It’s been a funny old week – and by funny I don’t mean funny haha I mean funny weird. And by weird I don’t mean peculiar weird I mean unprocessable and deeply sad weird. You see, my mother-in-law passed away on Thursday afternoon after a relatively (and blessedly) short illness. Is illness even the right word to use for cancer? I really don’t know. I certainly can’t call it a battle because the war was over before anyone knew that it needed to be fought. It was three weeks today when she went into the hospital and was diagnosed – in that order.
I don’t know how to process it yet, none of us do, all we know how to do at the moment is to do stuff and organise things – practical things. For me that means writing about it, it means writing about her – not that I’ll be sharing that here, but I am writing about it for the service next week.
To be honest I’m glad that things are so incredibly busy at the moment. I am, as far as possible, juggling things and doing things and planning things – all the things that I do when things get too much. A very dear friend told me that this can be good in that in occasions such as these, there’s so much that’s not able to be controlled so you take your controllable things when and where you can. I get that, but at the same time, my brain is so full that I’m scared that if I take my eye off even one of those balls that are in the air the whole lot will come tumbling down.
So, even though I really don’t feel like it, I’m forcing myself to keep to my usual blogging, working, walking, writing routine as far as possible. Which, of course, as trite as it sounds, means that while there was a lot last week that made my eyes leak, there were also things that made me smile or think or wonder. Besides, it’s at times like these when the things that make you smile, think or wonder, somehow seem clearer and more worthy of appreciation and gratitude – and there’s nothing trite about that. Here are five of them.
This episode of How To Fail. I didn’t think I could love either this podcast or Marian Keyes more and then I heard this episode. There was so much I nodded along with. You have to give it a listen. Then read her latest book, Grown Ups.
Or for something completely different, how about the Coronavirus playlist. Yes, folks, there’s a playlist. In case you don’t know how to wash your hands properly, health experts are telling us that we should wash them for 20 seconds – or about the length of time that it takes to sing happy birthday to you. If, however, you’re bored of happy birthday to you, here are some other suggestions.
Grown Ups by Marian Keyes. You knew this was coming, didn’t you? At 656 pages long I dithered a tad – I’m not great with commitment – but was so glad that I took the plunge. I’m awestruck at her storytelling and as I read I hear her voice. Apparently, the audiobook is narrated by her so if you prefer your books in your ears instead of your hands this would be a good one.
Also, this article about romance writing and how it’s about time we stopped dissing romance and give it the respect it deserves. So what if men tend not to write it…oh wait, that came out loud.
Stateless on the ABC. This is brave TV and the type of program that you want to look away from but know that you can’t.
On a lighter vein, Sarah is currently addicted to TikTok and constantly showing me videos of Patrick the Alpaca…and corgis. What is it with videos of corgis at the moment? I’m thinking that my parent’s corgi is missing his moment in the limelight.
4. Yay for
The massive crowd for the final of the women’s T20 cricket at the MCG last night. Almost 90,000 and almost a world record for women’s sport anywhere in the world. (If you’re interested the record is just over 90,000 for a women’s soccer game between USA and China.) Well done Melbourne, well done.
What I love the most is that sports-loving men like my husband are watching it not from a point of tokenism or anything pervy, but because the game is good and the quality is high. He says he’s not watching women’s sport, he’s watching sport – and that’s exactly as it should be.
5. Foodie stuff
It’s my birthday on Thursday (hello 53!) and because we’ll be in Canberra and doing non-birthday things, I got my pressie early – a real ice-cream maker. You’ll need to wait until Saturday for the recipe, but this was what I made first up. There really is nothing like some measuring, chopping and stirring when you’re feeling stressed.
This pic was taken the day after I made it so the ice cream looks a tad icier than it actually was. #excuses
This recipe for Turkish-style meatballs – a little mid-week comfort food. The pic is not mine.