remember when | for angela kate

Last night I said 'see you later' to my best friend. I gave her a hug, affirmed that 6 hours wasn't really that far and got out of the car. There aren't really words for that kind of goodbye.

This morning she left on a new adventure. She is on the road somewhere between here and there.
I cried almost everyday this week. Which is awkward. I blame it on a mixture of hormones and sleep deprivation. If I'm honest it's probably just because Angela is a special kind of person who I'm really going to miss. She is my partner in crime. The peas to my carrots. The kool in my koolmint - so that doesn't make sense but you catch my drift.

But seriously. I blog about Angela a lot, like here, here and here and its because she rocks my socks - or you would if I wore socks. So in celebration of her new adventure here is a post dedicated to fun times.

Angela, you are my best friend and I love you more than I can say here with out sounding like a dag. You know me on good days and bad and you still want to be my friend.

I don't have to act around you because even when you think I'm strange you still like me. I don't have to say anything other than 'I'm feeling agitated' to make you understand what is going on in my head. And I never need to find and excuse for wanting Maccas.

I'm flat out blessed to know you. I'm better off for having you as a friend, even when I think you're strange.

Thank you for being my friend, drive safe and I'll be seeing you real soon.

Also thank you to our friend Lou, who is a super talented photographer, for making us look so good. 

stranger danger | an observation

Since I have started working in retail talking to strangers has become part of my job. To be honest I'm pretty darn good at it. Saying hello, having a little chat about what they have been up to, throw in a complement, have a little joke, sell them some clothes, say 'thanks, we'll see you next time!' is all good fun.
The problem is that after a few days of working my brain gets stuck on costoumer service mode and I find myself saying "Hey!" to strangers in the supermarket. Or asking the lady washing her hands next to me in the ladies bathroom how she is going - awkward like I want to know how she went in the toilet!

I got thinking about this idea that strangers are dangerous. Haven't we all been told at some point in our life 'don't talk to strangers.' If you have ever heard the story of Little Red Riding Hood then you know what happens if you stop and talk to someone you don't know.

Since a small age we have been taught to keep to ourselves. Now don't get me wrong I understand why, sometimes strangers are scary stabber men or 'wolf's' but mostly they're not.
Mostly they are perfectly normal people - or as normal as any of us are. Who have families and jobs and lives totally separate from ours. Really that's what makes them strangers, the fact that their lives are completely separate from ours. I just wonder what would happen if we stopped treating strangers as scary dangerous wolves and started treating them as people worthy of our time. Can you image if you chatted to people on public transport, or said good morning to the person ahead of you in the line at the coffee shop.

I know what you're thinking: 'people will think I'm strange.' Maybe. But that's the kind of thinking I'm talking about. We would rather play on our phones then interact with the nice lady sitting next to us.

I'm not saying you should strike up a conversation with everyone you see. I'm just saying maybe strangers aren't as scary as we have always thought. Maybe they are nice people, just waiting for you to say hello.

an unexpectedly long time between posts

I just get busy. You know how it is? You have an unexpectedly large amount of things to do and seemingly no time to do it. It's around this time that I forget to blog, when really there is so much I could blog about. Then right on que my friend Steph sends me a screen shot of my last post and a message to tell me it's been to long.

Then 'hey presto' I post and the cycle repeats.

So let me fill you in on what's been going down. The last few weeks in photos.
In no particular order - in fact in absolutely the wrong order.

Went to a wedding.

This kid came to visit.

Went to this pretty chicks birthday. 

Met Tagapaa.

Got up early enough to see the sky like this.

Watched 24.5 episodes of Pretty Little liars.  

Toasted marshmallows  

Started reading an awesome book.

Flew.

So I have been busy. Really busy. On top of all that I'm working now which is cool and bible college is back! There is no excuse really. Sorry about that.

Ps. Steph I will try to be more frequent and more informative from now on. Fingers crossed I can find time... Better cross your toes as well just for good measure.