The Gallery – Body Parts and Happy Blogversary to Mari’s World

Yayyyyy! Tara’s back after a Crimbo break and she’s decided to be difficult, she’s given us the prompt Body Parts…bit macabre if you ask me, wonder how many horrors she watched over the festive season? So on the first and only sunny day of this year I dragged the family outside in the back garden for some fresh air and to discuss what we’re going to do with our garden that looks so forlorn and unkempt.

I mentioned to Other Half about the prompt on Body Parts and he looked at me with a wicked glint in his eye. Blokes eh? *raises eyebrows*

‘No! I don’t want to photograph that.’ I said, so he turned around and offered me his backside. ‘No I don’t want that, show me the palm of your hand.’

Speak to the hand

 

Years back, in my twenties, I was fascinated with palm reading and I even had my palm read by a gypsy in Broadstairs. She lived in what can only be described as a shop front cum beach hut as it was the first on the promenade. I had just finished my B/TEC Hotel Management course and I was bursting to know what my future held in store. I know I was scared out of my pants but so very curious at the same time. She told me lots of things and clever me, I wrote them down on a piece of paper in the cafe’ opposite whilst reliving the experience with my college friend Jim, who had accompanied me with a wry smile and that odd look blokes have when they don’t get what we’re doing.

Fate would have it, that over the years, my memory fails me and I lost the piece of paper with all my moving around. However, I do know she said I would marry abroad, that the marriage would fail, that I would become a mother (can’t remember how many children she said I would have – let’s hope she said four eh?) and that I would be wealthy.

Well that bit still hasn’t come true so I’m banking on 2011 to be my year, I continue to play the National Lottery and the Euro Lottery, even the millionaire’s raffle will do for me or the unthinkable….I finish writing my book, it gets published, I am massively rich and acclaimed in the writing world….it was just a thought, just a dream.

What does her future hold in store?

Show me your hands girls

 

And lastly before you go, today I am celebrating ONE whole year of blogging, so step inside have some cake, the kettle is on and enjoy five minutes before you dash back off to your world. I confess to not making this cake myself, you know time and all that malarkey but Pink Cake Box said I could have this one! Enjoy xxx