No it's not that stupid film but as the Aussies call it barbie time or in other words b-b-q, a long time ago when there were not so many of us for Sunday dinner it was my job but now we borrow a big barbecue from my daughters fiance and then all the youngsters do it and I think they enjoy it especially now it's sunny and the really good thing is that I don't have to do anything but sit back and enjoy someone else doing the hard work and perhaps just perhaps getting off my bum to go to the loo, I feel sorry for my wife who has to prepare the food but I think that she enjoys it, just like the film "it's a wonderful life" I agree and can't wait until maybe there will be some grandchildren in the future to keep me occupied while I'm waiting for the dinner bell to ring. All around the table, let the mad hatters tea party begin, all diving in to get the particular items of food that they like, talking with their mouthful and bits of food flying all around, food swapping if someone has too much, I suppose that a lot of you who read my blog know what it is like, everyone putting too much on their plate because they're eyes are bigger than their stomach, garlic bread going from one end of the table to the other and in the end empty plates, leftovers for the evening or tomorrows dinner, washing up to do thanks to my wife and one of our daughters dissappears and bones for somebody to take for the dogs as ours aren't allowed to eat chicken bones, something to drink to wash it all down and then getting rid of the rubbish and then for me it's back to sitting on my bum and watching the chaos going on all around me and thinking to myself this is what family life is all about and feeling happy with the goings on and of course my full stomach. If there was a heaven on earth then Sunday b-b-q is it, well for me at least, it's not that I'm lazy but why interfere when everything is being done, the only thing that can spoil this idilic scene is the worst word of all, rain and as I'm writing I hear the sound of thunder spoiling the peace and quiet and hoping that it doesn't rain but at least we have a garage where dinner can be cooked without everyone getting wet so after I've finished I'll go out to the garage and make room for the barbecue just in case. If you enjoyed todays blog and are feeling hungry all I can say is bon appetite, follow, like and share if want. Thank you.
Luck, do you believe in it, like finding a four leaf clover, a bird shiting on you, is that going to bring you luck or do you just make your own luck? Some people have so called luck by winning the lottery, winning on online gambling or winning on the stock market, are these all attributed to luck, good question but if you think about it everything that you bet on is controlled by a computer or little balls spinning around in a plastic globe, you win, is that really luck? How do you define what luck really is, I'm not sure but I think you make your own luck. For instance I made my own luck by going to a cafe and meeting my wife who worked there, I made my own luck during the war in Croatia by doing what I had been taught and stayed alive, my wife and I were lucky enough to have three children when there are other married people who can't have children, are those examples of luck or destiny? In a way you could say that it was my destiny to get married not just luck, which is it ...
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