Live Video Stream NOW!!

Last week I published a post, to say that my husband is taking part in a 24hr live gaming challenge, raising money for Macmillan.  He’s now a little over 8 hours in to the session, and is still streaming LIVE!!

You can view his live stream HERE.  You do not need to register to watch, but you will need to register / log in to chat!

He’s been broadcasting from midnight, and will continue live streaming until midnight tonight…

The Just Giving page for donations is HERE.  Please consider making a donation to this great charity.  Even if you can only give a pound / dollar – it all goes a long way.

Thank you.

24 hour gaming session

So my darling hubby has decided to take one of his passions to the extreme, and in doing so, he’s helping a fantastic charity.

Macmillan know how a cancer diagnosis can affect everything. So they’re there to support you and help you take back some control in your life. From help with money worries and advice about work, to someone who’ll listen if you just want to talk, they’re there.

No one should face cancer alone. So when you need someone to turn to, Macmillan are there. Right from the moment you’re diagnosed, through your treatment and beyond, we’re a constant source of support, giving you the energy and inspiration to help you take back control of your life, and feel more like yourself again.

My hubby has decided to take part in a 24 hour online gaming marathon, and will be “live streaming” the session via the xbox one app, “Beam”.  The session will start at midnight on 2nd going in to the 3rd of June, and will end at 23:59 on 3rd June.

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Snipped taken from the donation page – Just Giving

So this is a post asking for donations.  Not for me – not for my hubby – but straight to this wonderful charity, so they can continue with their excellent work.

Even if you can only donate a pound, as the saying goes – “every penny helps”.

Please click here to make a donation.

Thank you.

20 Satisfying Pictures

The work day can be pretty monotonous and deflate your spirits at times. Just when your day gets super boring, the internet, particularly Reddit, has a way of snapping you back to reality and giving you exactly what you need. I dug through the catacombs of Reddit to find you the most satisfying/pleasing/inspiring pictures, and I wasn’t disappointed.

Here are 20 pictures to lift your spirits today.

1. The way this peak comes through the clouds.

2. This man posted a before and after shot of his physical progress after ditching alcohol.

“One year of no alcohol has changed my life. I lost 53 pounds and I’m 1000 times happier. I tried to recreate my bloated pic,” said Klamsykrawl.

3. This kitty coming up for a quick boop.

4. The lengths these two brothers went to recreate this old photo from their childhood.

5. These beautiful cherry blossoms over the Meguro River in Tokyo.

6. “Every time I mow the lawn….” wrote joey_r00 on Reddit. 

7. This one-day-old kitten.

8. This wood has been dyed and totally looks like a brick of lava.

9. Are you as happy as this pug running through a garden of tulips?

10. This sandcastle that is so perfect it needs to be preserved forever.

11. This cute leaf that looks exactly like a dolphin.

12. This amazing shot.

13. How could this not lift your spirits?

“My son’s knee looks like a worried teenage mutant ninja turtle,” wrote danowar5000.

14. This amazing shot using some trickery.

15. “Home Depot’s cutest employee,” wrote pregglt on this adorable picture. 

16. This water is so clear in Sweden that Reddit user Suborb had to check for evidence that there was even water.   If you look closely, you can see the water around his wrist…

17. This awesome Easter photo from Jim Carrey.

18. This incredible piece of art found under a Denver overpass.

19. This person finally figured out what this compartment in his car is used for.

Wish I had one of those compartments…

20. This shot from a drone capturing a calf and mother humpback whale.

17 pairs of boobies that are practically perfect

1. Let’s just settle this once and for all, there is no such thing as a perfectly matching pair of boobies.

Let's just settle this once and for all, there is no such thing as a perfectly matching pair of boobies.

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2. In fact, boobies come in all different shapes…

In fact, boobies come in all different shapes...

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3. …sizes…

...sizes...

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4. …and colors.

...and colors.

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5. Some pairs of boobies don’t even look remotely the same.

Some pairs of boobies don't even look remotely the same.

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6. While others look almost like twins. ALMOST.

While others look almost like twins. ALMOST.

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7. Some pairs of boobies like to face a specific direction together.

Some pairs of boobies like to face a specific direction together.

8. While other pairs of boobies face the total opposite direction from each other.

While other pairs of boobies face the total opposite direction from each other.

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9. Some pairs of boobies sit up high.

Some pairs of boobies sit up high.

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10. Other pairs hang out down low.

Other pairs hang out down low.

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11. Some booby pairs sit far apart.

Some booby pairs sit far apart.

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12. While others sit very close together.

While others sit very close together.

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13. Boobies can appear long and lean.

Boobies can appear long and lean.

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14. Or short and squat.

Or short and squat.

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15. Sometimes boobies point up high, while others point down low…even in the same pair!

Sometimes boobies point up high, while others point down low...even in the same pair!

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16. Basically, boobies are the best…

Basically, boobies are the best...

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17. …and each and every pair is uniquely beautiful.

...and each and every pair is uniquely beautiful.
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A Groovy Kind of Love – Phil Collins

Phil Collins, born 31 January, 1951 in London, England.  He started as a drummer for Genesis, and when Peter Gabriel left the band, he took lead vocals.

Let’s face it.  He can’t sing.  Well, he can, but he’s certainly not got the best voice.  However, ever since before I came in to this world, I was addicted to the sounds and voice of Genesis, and later, Phil Collins.

Their music was constantly playing whilst I was in my mothers’ womb, and right up until now, my dad still plays their music loudly.

If I had to pick just one song, that ever has existed, to be my favourite, it would have to be Phil Collins’ version of “Groovy Kind of Love”.  It literally gives me goosebumps, and more often than not, a tear to my eye, and I don’t even know why.

Here’s the lyrics – the video is below.

When I’m feeling blue, all I have to do
Is take a look at you, then I’m not so blue
When you’re close to me, I can feel your heart beat
I can hear you breathing near my ear
Wouldn’t you agree, baby you and me got a groovy kind of love

Anytime you want to you can turn me onto
Anything you want to, anytime at all
When I kiss your lips, ooh I start to shiver
Can’t control the quivering inside
Wouldn’t you agree, baby you and me got a groovy kind of love, oh

When I’m feeling blue, all I have to do
Is take a look at you, then I’m not so blue
When I’m in your arms, nothing seems to matter
My whole world could shatter, I don’t care
Wouldn’t you agree, baby you and me got a groovy kind of love
We got a groovy kind of love
We got a groovy kind of love, oh
We got a groovy kind of love

The Tale of Arachne

Many, many years ago, just outside the ancient city of Athens, there lived a young girl named Arachne.

Arachne was born to a poor family.  Her father was a shepherd, and her mother stayed at home to care for Arachne’s younger brothers and sisters.

Even with their misfortunes, the family was well known throughout the lands, as rumours of the eldest daughters’ beauty had spread.  From the poorest to the richest, even the great Gods on Mount Olympus admired the unusual golden haired Arachne.

One day, the King had called for all maidens of the land to attend the palace.  His Queen was expecting their first child, and they were searching for someone who was able to stitch a fine lace sheet for the upcoming royal.

The maidens in and out of the palace over the coming weeks seemed to be endless.  Young girls, from all walks of life, lined the dusty roads surrounding the city.  There were ladies born in to riches, adorned with gold and jewel-encrusted dresses, and there were ladies who were not so lucky, wearing nothing but a grey sheeting to cover their modesty.  All ladies were turned away from the palace, only given moments to try their utmost to stitch the most beautiful lace sheet for the unborn child.

When Arachne was called to the palace, her mother pulled out a carefully wrapped parcel from under her bed.  The paper had browned, and fell apart in her gentle hands.  She handed the package to Arachne, and exclaimed that the dress within the paper was given to her by her mother.  She had saved and salvaged as much material as she could, and had created this as a wedding gift to Arachne’s mother.

It wasn’t much to look at.  Pale blue, laced with silver thread.  But her mother thought that this dress would bring out the sparkle in her eyes.

The following morning, Arachne was up before the sheep as she headed down to the river to bathe.  It was moments after she had completed dressing, that the sun displayed its’ full face.  She fastened her sandals, and made her way by foot to the palace gates.

Already ahead of her, streams  of maidens were being escorted from the palace.  She thought, “these ladies look to have skills that I can only dream of.  How would I succeed, if those cannot?”

It was just before lunch, and the King and Queen were ready to see the final few before they dined.  Arachne was among this crowd.

Arachne was called in to the throne room.  She was instructed to keep her head down, and to bow when she reached the stool.  Only when the King invited her, would she sit on the stool and demonstrate her sewing.

She obeyed the instruction, and the King asked her to sit.  She reached for the plain, cotton sheet, and began to stitch with the needle and thread that had been provided.  She hadn’t been sewing for more than a few minutes, when she realised that both the King and Queen, and a third person were standing beside her in astonishment.  The piece Arachne had created, in such a short amount of time, had already exceeded the samples that all the other maidens had sewn – both in size, and in delicacy.

“This,” the King said, “is exactly what we want for the future Prince or Princess.  This sheet is sure to make the Gods envious…”

Arachne looked up slowly.  The person who was standing beside the King and Queen was the younger brother of the Queen.  He smiled at Arachne, and feeling her cheeks blush, she quickly looked away.

“You, girl.  What is your name?” the Queen asked.

“Arachne.” she answered shyly.

“Arachne, you shall do the lacing for my child.  I bid that you should return to your homestead to gift your family with the payment that you shall be given – with an escort, of course, and then you shall return to us on the morrow, to begin.”  The Queen nodded at her younger brother, then quickly walked away.

Arachne stood, and bowed on the King and Queens’ retreat to dine, and she looked to the brother to guide her.  “Make haste.  We have a lot of travelling to do”, he said with a smile.

The journey home seemed to disappear before her eyes.  She was seated in a carriage, pulled by two black horses, with an escort of the young Prince and eight soldiers.  It was barely evening when they arrived at the wooden house.

Meanwhile, word had spread of Arachne’s achievement, and Mount Olympus seemed a little quieter than normal.  Most of the Gods were in their temples, being worshipped by their followers, but one was not herself.

Known for her beauty, love and jealousy, Aphrodite could not settle.  Her temple lay bare as she paced the marbled floor of the Acropolis, waiting for Zeus to return.

The young Prince was a rose among the thorns of men.  From his muscular frame, to his chiselled jaw, Aphrodite wanted this man for himself, but she saw the gleam in his eye when he looked at Arachne, and this, she would not allow.  But what is a Goddess to do when the other Gods admire a mortal?  She paced faster and faster, conjuring a plan.

It was dark, and all at Arachne’s house, including the guests, were heading to bed.  However, Arachne could not sleep.  She worried that she would not be able to accommodate the King and Queens’ wishes by stitching the lace.  She lay awake, and starred out of the window.  It was then that she noticed a glow from outside her door…

Arachne pulled her door ajar, and crept through the sleeping soldiers to where the light was coming from.  The glow was coming from the kitchen…  She looked around, and noticed that the Prince had not gone to bed, and was sitting in a wooden rocking chair, next to the window.

“Your Majesty…”  Arachne began.

“It’s late, Arachne.  Surely you should be trying to sleep..?”, he replied.

“Yes, your Majesty,” she continued.  “I am just getting a glass of water.  Goodnight.”

The Prince acknowledged, and smiled, turning back to the window.

When in the kitchen, the glow that had led her there had gone.  She couldn’t understand it.  She looked around, and then went to the window to glance out.  Nothing.  However, when she turned back around, the light was there – in the room with her.  It seemed to be sitting in a chair, next to the table.

Arachne couldn’t explain it, but the glow seemed to form in to a woman…  Then she realised.  This was no ordinary woman.  This beauty, sitting before her, was none other than the Goddess, Aphrodite.

Arachne dropped to her knees immediately.  She didn’t know what to do…

Aphrodite smiled, “I am glad you know who I am, Arachne.  Now we don’t have to do the formalities”.

She couldn’t understand why she was in a God’s presence.  Surely this was nothing to do with the King insulting the Gods earlier…

Aphrodite smiled again, and stood.  “Listen, Arachne.  We have a problem.  You see, not only does the King think that you can outshine my skills in lacing, but it seems that you have also caught the eye of the Prince.  Now, my dear, neither of these can be, as you are a mere mortal.”

“Your Grace…”  Arachne started, but Aphrodite interrupted.

“Let’s not try to bargain.  I have a proposal to make to you.  A small competition, if you will.  It’s simple, really.  You win, and I will bless the marriage of you and the Prince.  You will both live happily ever after, with all the riches bestowed on you.  You will have several, strong sons, and a daughter to carry your beauty.  You will never want for nothing.  I shall even bless your family with the riches to see them to the end of days.  If I win, well…  Let’s just say that it’s in your best interest to win”.

Arachne tried to renounce the proposal, to say that she wanted nothing.  Aphrodite again replied, “but my sweetest Arachne…  You seem to think that you have a choice…”

Before Arachne’s eyes, two plain cotton sheets, several thread bobbins and needles had appeared.

“We have until the sun comes up to sew the most beautiful sheet that has ever been.  That doesn’t give you very long…  Helios (the sun God) is due to draw his bow within the hour, so I suggest we begin”, Aphrodite smirked.

Within seconds, both God and mortal were sewing.  Snips of thread, and several pricked fingers, and the sun was rising.  Aphrodite smiled once again, and took both stitched sheets and hung them against the window.  “Just one moment…” she said.

A glow appeared again…  This time, the glow faded in to a man.  Arachne dropped to her knees once more.  Eros, the God of love, lust and desire was set before her.

“Eros, by the powers of all beauty, which of these two sheets would you say holds the most beauty?”, Aphrodite asked.

“Now that is simple,” replied the deity, “the one with the beauty is the one that you have created, my dear sister, but the one with the love – and this is the desire, is the sheet to the left, that Arachne has stitched.  I am sorry, sister, but Arachne has won the round.”

As quick as he appeared, Eros had gone.  Arachne sighed with relief, as she had won the competition that was set before her, by a God.  However, it wasn’t that easy.  Aphrodite turned to face the young maiden, and her eyes glowed green…

“You may have won my competition, Arachne, but you will never have the heart and love of the Prince, or the King and Queen.  Good luck in spinning your lacework…”  Smoke appeared around Aphrodite, and in a flash, she had also gone.

For a moment, Arachne thought that it was over.  That she was safe.

The kitchen door swung open, and in walked the Prince, with Arachne’s mother, chatting and laughing.

Arachne reached out for her mother, but then she realised something was wrong.  She heard a whisper, “for lacing so beautiful, there is only one thing I could bless you with; and that is to forever spin your lace.”

Aphrodite had turned Arachne in to a spider, and she would forever spin her lace.

30 Day Writing Challenge – DAY 4

Write about someone who inspires you

My eldest son, Gning.

He’s may only be 3 years old, but he is the reason I have done any form of crafting over the past 4 years.

Everything I have ever done (craft wise) has been for, and because of him.  It all started when Gning was in my tummy, and I had just left for maternity leave.  I had thought I would try making fashion jewellery and accessories to sell for a little bit of “pocket money” for my upcoming bairn (baby).

It all started off well, but soon faded out as interest from potential customers was lost.