28th week, 12 weeks remaining
It’s impossible to put into words exactly how much I love Feather and Daisy. My favourite thing is to spend all my time with them, I enjoy them utterly. I love to play with them, feed them, walk them, hug and kiss them, take care of them, I love to make sure they have everything they need and I love to see them happy. If I love my baby even half as much as I love my dogs then that little girl is in for a real treat.
Never let a miserable person ruin your day. Just be thankful you aren’t them, that you don’t have their life and that however imperfect your life is , yours is better, because you aren’t miserable. The only thing miserable people have going for them is to somehow affect you, don’t give them that power. Let miserable people stew in their own miserable juices. Misery loves company but so does happiness and so does love. It’s up to you what happens next, it’s up to you what happens now. Even if the world is falling apart around you, you can be a bearer of light. It’s up to you. Everything is up to you.
If someone has a history of mistreating you, cut them from your life. I don’t care if it’s your best friend, your boss, your aunt, your grandfather, your sister or your son. Better to be alone than to be abused. Let them spew their hate elsewhere. Let them find another target. Let them pick on somebody else.
A bit of flowers for the winter day by the Popovy Sisters
Never sing before an empty shrine never dance with ghosts at low tide
Sometimes I can’t believe how much I love Feather and Daisy. My favourite thing is to be with them. Just looking at them makes me so happy, playing with them and taking care of them is amazing. What’s really amazing is how much they love me back. I’ve never been this loved before. They genuinely adore me. Whenever I marvel about it to Dylan he says, “Excuse me . ” And then he says very loudly and more slowly, “EXCUSE ME.” It’s his chopped liver voice. And I give him my you know what I mean face. H e gives me his actually no I don’t face. And the dogs gather wide-eyed and worried hectic around us yearning for hugs and pets and kisses, which we give them, all our hearts exploding.
Jay Jah was telling me about this pregnancy myth where if the woman is craving something and someone doesn’t immediately run out and get it for her, then the baby would be born with a distinctive mark in the shape of whatever it was that the woman was craving and didn’t get. So if she wanted a hot dog and she didn’t get a hot dog then her baby would appear with a large mark that looked like a hot dog and if she wanted pickles and she didn’t get pickles then her baby would be marked with the shape of a pickle. It’s a good thing this old wives’ tale isn’t true otherwise my baby would be born with a giant black cock shape on her forehead.
You can never go back and make a brand new start but you can always change the ending
POPCAAN Mi Love Yuh
MAJOR LAZER Loyal
ZHU FEAT. TOKIMONSTA Light It Up
DIE ANTWOORD Banana Brain
EL SPEAKER & SKAN Never Gonna Catch Me
CHRIS LAKE FEAT. ALEXIS ROBERTS Turn off the Lights
FEED ME & CRYSTAL FIGHTERS Love Is All I Got
COLLIE BUDDZ FEAT. KREESHA TURNER Used to
CONGO NATTY Nu Beginningz (Jinx in Dub Steppa Remix)
VODGE DIPER FEAT. RAGGA TWINS Reggae Bass
YEAH! WOHO! I Wanna Love You (Dillon Francis Remix)
SOPHIE Just Like We Never Said Goodbye
SINJIN HAWKE & ZORA JONES God
FEATHERED SUN Scheune
CLAMS CASINO & PLU2O NASH Gravity
MOUNT KIMBIE FEAT. KING KRULE Blue Train Lines