Girl's Just Want To Have Fun!

Cindi Lauper doing her thang

I come home in the morning light
My mother says when you gonna live your life right
Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
And girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun

The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yells what you gonna do with your life
Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one
But girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have -

That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls - they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun

Some boys take a beautiful girl
And hide her away from the rest of the world
I want to be the one to walk in the sun
Oh girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have

That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls - they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun,
They want to have fun,
They want to have fun....

I remember singing this song at the top of  my lungs while putting on garish make up and dancing in front of the mirror.  Yeah! A night out!  And then I stopped going out, I stopped wearing certain clothes, I stopped speaking a certain way and started speaking another.  I even gave away my Greenday Dookie album.  I stopped writing, I stopped desiging. I did what I thought good Christian girls do.  The issue is not that I am longing for a pastlife (yuck! what a thought!), but more that I need to learn to have fun.

The mission for the next while is to learn to have fun.  And the first thing I am going to do is set up a regular date with myself, and a regular date with my hunky husband. Next, we, as family, are going to start doing things.  I might even set up a sewing evening or a cooking evening every now and then.

Oh, I've decided to organize a tea, for ladies and girls, to just hang and drink tea (or coffee!).  I think I am going to theme it somthing like Dreamy something.  Will share more details.

Oh, and I made this lovely heart thing which I am soooo stoked about!  I cut hearts out of old gift bags, the plastic kind, glued them together to reinforce them and hung them up.  On some of the clear hearts I wrote words.  I also took a stick my son had found, that was now living on our windowsill, and wound pretty coarl yarn around it.  I am so happy with the end result and I will post pictures.  The wow thing is that I realised when I started the project, my creativity has been blocked because I have been so scared I will make a mess, litterally.  Like: cut something out (I try so hard to get it right I often cut away more then I am supposed to) then paste it on to a page.  Then it messes, then I wipe then there is a brown smear.  But I decided that I am going to forge ahead and try and if it sucks it sucks, hopefully it will be cool.  And it was!

Love you all

Philippa