Showing posts with label two. Show all posts
Showing posts with label two. Show all posts

Saturday, October 29, 2016

Two lonely gooseberries

Two lonely gooseberries


At a friends garage sale a year ago, I bought two small gooseberry bushes in pots. I had seen them growing at Hartzview Vineyard and thought they might go well at our place. Up close, they are very prickly indeed, with large spikes coming from the tiny branches. I planted them in a sunny corner behind the greenhouse and this year one of the bushes sprouted just two berries. Hmm, what to do with two gooseberries? To start with, add them to half a kilo purchased from a friends stall at The Market @ Franklin. After researching a few recipes - crumble, tarts, cobbler - I decided to make gooseberry ice cream using this Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall recipe. Oh my god, its delicious. Fluffy, creamy and refreshing. Such a beautiful summer treat. Now I cant wait for my gooseberry bushes to grow and bear more fruit.

 



Two lonely gooseberries

Friday, October 14, 2016

Being Shy Part Two

Being Shy Part Two


Being shy affects different people in different ways.  I can only share my feelings on the subject - and how it affects me.

I would say that my struggle began in high school.  By that point in my life, I had attended two elementary and two middle schools (we moved a few times) and I was faced with starting over, yet again, in high school.  My neighborhood was redistricted and I was assigned to a high school that most of my friends were not going.  I was very nervous.  Funny enough, my older brother was a senior at the school that I wanted to attend (they let him finish in the school he had been attending for three years).  So, instead of starting high school with my friends and brother, I was on my own.

That year didnt go so well.  I hung around a girl that I didnt have much in common with just because we already knew each other (she was nice - we just had different interests).  I knew I had to do something to meet people.  So, I tried out for the cheerleading team.


I know that sounds strange - a shy girl who wants to be in front of people.  But to me, being in front of people while cheering is completely different than hanging out with kids at a basketball game.  Why?  Well, I had years of dance lessons under my belt so I knew I could learn the moves.  As for the chants - I wouldnt be up there by myself (much) so I had the support of the whole group.  In my mind, it was easy.  And it was a great way to meet people.  Which I did.

But off the court, I was still struggling.  I always felt that I said stupid things or talked too much, or too little.  I just never felt like I could get it right. And Id replay many situations in my mind.  Id think about how dumb I sounded.  Or how I stumbled though the conversation.  And Id feel embarrassed.  This feeling kind of snowballed.


When I was first married, I remember watching other wives while we were out.  If I was at a dinner party, for example, I would try to remember what they talked about, how they interacted, and even what they wore.  I thought that I could learn to be more like them.  I was too self conscious to be myself.  But that didnt work.

So, as a grew older, I learned to accept being shy.  I realized that it was ok to say no to a party.  That I didnt need to put myself in a situation that was uncomfortable.  And it was a relief.

There was a problem though.  Its not all about going to parties.  Its everyday stuff.  Here are some examples -

*A new neighbor moves in.  I know that I should go over and introduce myself.  Welcome them.  I want to but I cant.  I freeze.  I wouldnt know what to say.

*I see someone I sort of know at a store, and I turn and go down another aisle.  Because I dont know how to make small talk.

*I have to go to a school function with my kids.  And other parents want to chat.

*I want to shop at a nice store but I think they are judging me (although they probably arent).  I hesitate to go in.

*I avoid girls night out.  I have no idea how to interact with a group of girls.

*I have to make a phone call.  Umm...that is the worst.  I call it phone-a-phobia.

I could go on but you get the idea.  Everyday life presents challenges for shy people.

On the flip side, I do have some very good friends.  Who Im comfortable with.  People I enjoy going to dinner with, or hanging out with.  And, I do ok in social situations when Im with Craig.  He is more outgoing which helps.  He can keep a conversation going.  It lessens the pressure.

So, thats what shyness feels like for me.  I used to think that I was alone - that everyone else was so much more confident.  But, Im realizing more and more that Im not alone.  I would like to include a Manilow video on the subject (come on, youre not really surprised...).  I guess a lot of people feel "different" - even super successful musicians.  The words in this song really speak to me.




Being Shy Part Two