Rants - the good...and the bad

Howdy buccaneers. I'm back :)

Man. It has been a looooooooong couple of weeks. How long you ask? This long:

RAWR. Thanks for the demo Gary.

I've discovered that in times of mental or emotional 'duress' (for lack of a better word at the mo) I have absolutely no desire to blog. "Why" I hear you ask? "Surely, a problem shared is a problem halved Bruce?" Somewhat true folks. In my experience though, (in certain instances) as good as the intentions of all parties' are, the 'sharing' bit can also perpetuate and give 'legs' to a problem. And then, before you can say any monosyllabic F-words, there's that mountain again - amazing how they spring up from such tiny mole hills!

"Om, nom, nom!"
I just love this absurd little picture!

When TGA and I first put our heads together and came up with the whole blog idea/adventure, one of our absolute non-negotiables was to make this little corner of cyberspace a positive, warm and happy little rant cubby house.

And yes, for those of you who are new to the Joys of Rant, before you ask, Good Rants do exist. These are the type that spurt (or spout) forth uncontrollably because you've encountered either:

a) Supreme awesomeness somewhere out there in the world (e.g. good service in a bank or government department - rare but it does happen!)...or,

b) The complete opposite (e.g. seeing that numpty Tony Abbott in budgie smugglers. 'Nuff said. Not awesome. Also, the inane uselessness of every single Kardashian. WTF are they about?! Again, not awesome but definitely a Good Rant situation)...

...and you just HAVE to share that moment/thought with somebody!
Note: catharsis + coffee + friend-with-ears = Good Rant to the power of double rainbows squared (...or something to that effect).

...Then there are the Bad Rants. These are typically mood deflating, energy-zapping, vampiric-on-my-good-nature type rants.

Examples?

Hmmm, a couple of front-of-mind pearlers just jumped up and screeched "pick me, pick me!"...however will refrain as don't want to indulge them or my Bad Rant-y tendencies. Again, I say, it's been a loooooong couple of weeks folks...

I'll say this much though, you'll recognise a Bad Rant by the way it makes your insides feel. Yes, I'm talking physically. You might experience any or all of these common symptoms:

• A churn-sy tummy
• You feel a bit 'dirty' for airing your grievances
• Guilt for dominating conversation with all and sundry about such an inane topic. You've morphed into the dreaded Monologuer(*shudder*)
• Deep in your heart you know you're being petty or unnecessarily bitchy
• Self loathing due to all of the above
• You rant, you rave and you curse and you still don't feel anywhere close to finishing (the verbal equivalent of Wonka's gobstoppers)...

In the wise sing-song la-la-la-ing of Lambchop:

The feelings discussed above can occur at any time once you find yourself orbitting around a Bad Rant. This can be whilst contemplating the rant, mid rant or in the quiet space after the rant has been aired. Admittedly, hard to recognise before it gets an airing but your gut will tell you it's in motion...the tricky part is stopping. That Bad Rant gravitational pull is quite seductive...like coffee, hard to stop once you have one. It's taken me nigh on 2 weeks to stop this recent dip...sort of...still a work in progress...! (c'mon Belinda Carlisle! Find me my happy pants! Heaven IS a place on earth! Leave a light on for happy me dammit!)

So in short, Bad Rants are banned here in the SOGS space :)

...funny, now I seem to be ranting about ranting. *sigh*. Did I mention it's been a long couple of weeks??!! haha!

Despite subtley making fun of TGA's grumpy funk a few weeks ago (mmm, yum! Humble pie!), I do admit I have found her idea of a pictorial collection of happy moments a great way of slowly lifting myself out of my own Trough of Blerh.

Behold! Here are my recent "calm blue ocean, woooosssahhhhh...." moments :)

Enjoy - thanks for dropping by!

Pearl Cafe (yes, we went back!). Goan spicey avo and mozzarella salad on toast.
Chilli and lime juice filled in the gaps - great way to start a gray morning!

Breakfast pizza. What more is there to say really?

Puppy and Little Poppet. Chaos and mayhem separated by a mere pane of glass.
Doesn't however stop the noise...

In times of need I turn to Sister Maria. One of a few of my favourite things.

Breakfast tarts! Homemade by TGA...
I suspect she tried to make them a bit healthy by chucking some peas in...we weren't fooled...

Have a great week everyone :)
x B