Suarez Bites The Dust – Adios!

Luis Suarez, what a naughty boy he is, instinctively yet again bit another football player, Giorgio Chiellini, for the third time (so far) during his footballing career. Is this acceptable?? No. It’s disgraceful!

Luis Suarez biting Giorgio Chiellini, Italy vs Uruguay match 24th June 2014.

Does FIFA need more evidence which is damning enough for Suarez’s third time unlucky?

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Luis Suarez biting Otman Bakkai. Ajax v PSV 23th Nov 2010
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Luis Suarez biting Branislav Ivanovic, Liverpool v Chelsea 24th April 2013

If so, here is my version. With the famous delayed live captions in true UK style.

None of this allegedly “Did he bite or not?” He did bite and he knows it – hence why he showed no joy at the win. Also, none of this “He fell into my eye” when he clearly BIT and left teeth marks as a parting gift. Nice (!) Though he did try to make out as though his teeth were hurting due to being “elbowed” when actually his biting caused the player to instinctively react in order to defend himself.

Bite marks clear as day.
Bite marks clear as day.

Besides, Diego Godin who scored the winning goal for Uruguay should not have even been playing as in his previous match, he should have been given a second yellow card (equalling a red) for a foul he made which should have meant he was banned from this match. With actions comes consequences, the referees are not doing their jobs properly in the very first place.

Suarez bites the dust – Adios!

Do one.

Rant over….

🙂

Now, I shall leave you with a video depicting Inclusion at its very best and respect – regardless, which I shared to the Tree House FB group very early on when the World Cup 2014 started. Enjoy.

Hopefully this will remind society how it should be done 😉

~ SJ (Sara Jae)

A Few of My Favourite Things.

Writing from the bottom of my heart, I have never experienced such indescribable heartache like I did before. I could never, ever wish the same ill feelings upon another, yet when I recognise someone is in a similar place, there beholds a potential trigger. A form of darkness has taken hold and will almost certainly spiral out of control if not attended to in time. As they say, “It takes one to know one”. Familiar symptoms and cries for help in the sense of “I’ve had enough” or “It’s too much” are more than often the very first tell-tale signs.

Depression, when misunderstood, not listened to, unsupported, not considered or unappreciated is inevitably an extremely isolating and harrowing place to be, but also very revealing because, these are the precise crucial moments when we realise who our real friends are and who loves us. Who wants to be there for us, be it through thick or thin. They are the ones who would not dream of looking down at someone unless they were helping them up.

There are those who will misinterpret or manipulate the situation to their own understanding, experience and liking. So much so that I once asked a friend in frustration “Why do people listen to rumours or what someone else has said when they haven’t seen the evidence for themselves? And why do people let their personal feelings get in the way of their public service work?” No response was given, which did not bother me because my conscience was and is clear.

However, life has to go on. There have been times when I have had to drag myself out of bed, dreading another day on the same rollercoaster of emotions and thoughts. “My kids need me” I would drum into myself and kept trying to remain strong, although I felt I was carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. I had to keep on going somehow, one foot at a time until one day, I was hurting far too much – I had been kicked while I was down, which broke my heart and then to add insult to injury, kicked in the teeth by “friends” all of whom became the catalyst. I had been strong for everyone else up until this point but now I needed strength, from somewhere, someone too. There were times when I contemplated “giving up” but I told myself otherwise. I knew my kids would miss me too much and this would be the ultimate sin. I also understood, remembering friends who had tried in the past, that this was not the answer.

“Keep your thoughts positive because your thoughts become your words. Keep your words positive because your words become your behaviour. Keep your behaviour positive because your behaviour becomes your habits. Keep your habits positive because your habits become your values. Keep your values positive because your values become your destiny.”  – Mahatma Ghandi.

It was now time for me to start making some major positive changes.

One of the best things I ever did was to start removing myself from destructive situations caused by negative people. I no longer have any time or patience for those who did not deserve it. Granted, they deserve a little bit of lee-way to test the water with, but once their true colours have been shown and confirmed by abusing their right to free speech with disrespect, they can simply “do one”. If not physically, then at least mentally. I also stopped being friendly with those who only wanted to benefit from my help. In starting to take back control, this gave me the confidence to stand up and put people in their rightful places where necessary.

I remember a day out as a young girl with my grandparents, who were driving across the moors. Dark clouds were visible all around us with sparse patches of sunlight bravely bursting through. I asked my grandmother “Why are there dark clouds all around but the sunlight is on us?” She replied reassuringly, “The sun shines on the righteous.” I learnt right there and then how we should always stay on the righteous side.

A few of my favourite things.

One other poignant memory is how my grandmother would write out the lyrics from any musicals we watched so I could follow, often feeling warmth from watching my sister and grandmother singing their hearts out. One of the most memorable songs has to be “A few of my favourite things” from the ‘Sound of Music’. The lyrics literally came alive and held so much meaning, through my grandmother’s joy in remembering her favourite things, and her family being around her.

Warm chocolate cake, seeing people smile, hearing them laugh, feeling the warm embrace of the sun, the beauty of Mother Nature and going out into the refreshing pouring rain, are just a few of my favourite things. I decided to heal myself from within, so I no longer felt so bad.

So be around those who bring light to your life, not stress. Take comfort in your loved ones as they will always be there for you no matter what because they don’t mind who you are. Stay strong for you are not alone. Those who make others smile, laugh, hug them which helps to heal, show respect and kindness – regardless, you will have unknowingly helped more than you realise.

“Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.”

– Leo Buscaglia.

I felt compelled to write this, albeit very personal post, in the hope that it will benefit another from reading it, providing them confidence and inspiration. Please, keep on smiling because the best things in life is free and does wonders.

Have faith and “Carpe Diem” – Everyday. Positivity rules x

~ SJ (Sara Jae)

(In memory of my beloved grandmother)

 

The Light From Within – The Official Logo.

Ever since The Tree House started, which was inspired and supported by friends who have since become my rock, I started to sense it was now time, we had an official logo. Something we could be proud of and reflected who we are.

Upon expressing my wishes to my husband (who set out to try and initially surprise me) His first logo for me, us, was extremely hippy themed. I liked it so but it wasn’t “Us”. Taking ample time before showing it to the rest of the admin team for their opinions which were more or less the same of mine.

Finally I plucked up the courage and asked him for his help in designing a new logo but with me. Fresher, simpler and more like “Us”.

We started right from scratch. keeping the outline of the hands signing “Tree”.

I requested simple leaves, no lines but shaded, placed flowingly yet well arranged. Poor hubby was ever so patient – “Turn this leaf this way up a bit more, this one over there” and so on.

Work in progress was being realised.

For some reason, I did not want a house on it as I felt that would interrupt the peaceful flow, making it less unique, less original and less modern. I hesitantly made one more last request, an internal light coming from within the tree symbolising the warmth of its members within the Tree House. This became the final piece of the jigsaw and suddenly before me, was our logo – a work of art.

© The Tree House 2014
© The Tree House 2014

I could now, feel the warmth from the artwork my husband (very patiently!) conjured up for me. Every time I peek at our new official logo, I beam that little bit more, with warmth, hope and respect for everyone who has been a part of the Tree House since day one, at present and in anticipation.

Feeling mischievously spontaneous at all hours of the morning, I decided to seize the day by posting the logo onto our FB group, wondering how it would be received and duly retired to bed – my pillow had been missing me. 😉

Much to my relief as I woke, it proved very popular and was admired. A few suggested there was no need for the second arm to which I pointed out, those who do not know the sign for “Tree”, the second arm looked like its shadow while a friend commented saying “the other hand symbolises the roots and stability as the tree continues to flourish and grow.” Spot on.

I am not one to take pride in anything because pride to me, is not a good attribute to have yet seeing how Tree House has been, is being nurtured, continuing to bloom and grow by the people making it what it is – I cannot help but be in awe of everyone.

The Tree House has saved me, my life from darkness and influence that was fast swallowing me up.

My husband and newfound circle of friends who have been there for me without fail, without judging me, without realising it so – I hereby dedicate this post, and our official logo which is original and unique – the only one of its kind. To each and every one of you, for being the light from within.

Thank you ever so, for being you – I am honoured to be graced with the pleasure of your company.

~ SJ (Sara Jae)

Mamma Mia!

Mamma Mia!

Cioccolata calda.
Cioccolata calda.

Ca’pucino’s signature whipped hot chocolate prepared the Italian way… Mamma mia indeed!

Come la ‘dolce vita’.

Cogli l’attimo….

Once upon a time in an Arabian café somewhere in London, a patient waiter met me.

Waiter: what would you like to drink?
Me: Hot chocolate please.
Waiter: We don’t serve hot chocolate anymore.
Me thinking (What?! are you joking?! This is a cold country for about 9 months of the year and you don’t serve hot chocolates?!): Oh, ok…
Waiter: What would you like to drink?
Me (beaming with a kind smile): Hot chocolate please…
Waiter now smiling…: For you, I will make one.
Me: \O.O/// Thank you!
Moral of the short story: If you don’t ask, you don’t get.
Spoilt for choice.
Spoilt for choice.

“I used to be indecisive but now I am not quite sure”

Tommy Cooper.

Heart melting.
Heart melting.

“Language is for non-lovers, those who are not in love. For lovers, silence is enough language. Without saying anything, they go on speaking.”

Osho.

Some eye candy – just for you:

Simply divine.
Divine by name and divine by nature.

“A sense of humour is the only divine quality of man” 

―  Arthur Schopenhauer.

Chocolate brownie and hot chocolate
Truly scrumptious.

“Mamma mia, here I go again

My my, how can I resist you?

Mamma mia, does it show again?

My my, just how much I’ve missed you”

Abba.

Hello truly scrumptious…..

Mouth watering.
This cat got the cream….

“Life is mostly froth and bubble,

Two things stand like stone.

Kindness in another’s trouble,

Courage in your own.”

Adam Lindsay Gordon.

A 99 with a flake impersonation.
A 99 with a flake impersonation.

“Teasing’s part of the fun that comes before kissing”

Lois Lowry.

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Sara Jae
Sara Jae

“Happiness is not a goal…it’s a by-product of a life well lived.”

Eleanor Roosevelt.

“So much chocolate!” I hear one remark… to which I shall respond with “Tis a girl’s prerogative” 😉

May your day be special, with treats galore.

~ SJ (Sara Jae)

A funny thing happened on the way to ENT….

A compilation of humorous moments – just to make you, the readers smile and laugh – after all, it is free and does wonders. I very much hope that you too will enjoy reading this and be laughing with us. For those who smile and laugh, it will be “mission accomplished” 🙂

Conche ear trumpet
An antique hearing aid made using conch shell.

One day while they were shopping in a stationary / gift shop, Steven’s daughter, Georgia,  asked him “Dad, does this mean you now have a magnet in your head?” (who recently had a cochlear implant operation) She then proceeded (without him looking) to whack a fridge magnet on the side of his head!

This instance reminds us of this photo which a member captioned his thirty grand fridge magnet.

Gillian explains while it’s not really funny but, the first thing that comes to her mind is many years ago when her two year old toddling son, toddled round her bed one morning, picked up her hearing aid off her bedside table and innocently plopped it into her cup of tea. Which taught her to always put her hearing aid away out of sight whenever she was not wearing it!

“Damn auto correct” has often been the bane of humorous moments yet there is a balance which is mishearing, for example as Gareth explains. He once drove his wife and her 22 year old daughter, past a supermarket development. They were discussing the golden crested newt which was delaying the development. He exclaimed, “What do you mean by, golden prostitute?!”

LOL

Sara would very much like her tinnitus to turn itself off at the button of a remote control… It seems to have its own mind. Though, for some it must be better than hearing voices inside one’s head? Perhaps. She was one day sitting at a pc when she heard a voice thus startling her. She got up and looked around her home but there was no one else home so she went back onto the pc, perplexed. Until, she heard the voice – again?! This was starting to make her feel rather spooked – she just had to check her home once again. For her peace of mind….. Still, no one else was to be seen…. But, soon the voice came back?! “It’s three o’clock”

“Damn you talking clock!” She exclaimed at the pc for spooking her like that. Someone had installed it and she did not know it.

Once, Robin suddenly heard unusually loud explosions and shooting?! He thought a fecking war had broken out right outside his front door!

Can you just imagine?? Sara wandering around the house thinking she is going nuts, hearing voices and Robin is ducking and diving for cover! Well, he actually rushed out of his seat, looking out the window, eyes wide with confusion! It was actually a preview trailer for some action movie which had started playing away by itself on the other tab of his internet browser.

LOL

Gillian also remembers once when she was in a hairdressers and whilst sitting there having her hair cut, she noticed in the mirror that there was a sudden buzz of activity as two or three of the girls were hovering around her chair looking rather worried and checking all the electrical appliances. This went on for a few minutes until her hairdresser informed her that there was a funny noise originating from her handbag….. Bet you can’t guess what it was?!

She had taken her hearing aid off before having her hair washed and put it in her handbag. She had forgotten to switch it off or didn’t switch it off properly! That horrible whistling noise had them all really worried though.

One reader said that when he previously relied on hearing aids, he could not really hear very much let alone with them. Any high pitched sounds were non-existent to him. Occasionally he would have hearing people tell him that the alarm on his watch was going off. It would set itself accidentally and then go off at some random time. He does not know how often this used to happen but he thinks it might account for some of the odd looks he has had in the past. It happened so often with one watch that he even took the back off and removed the beeper.

LOL

Sara recalls being in Holland, enjoying the retail therapy atmosphere there but kept noticing people were looking at her. She could not work out why. Until someone, kindly let her know “Your phone is ringing” That was not the only time either.

Another instance was after walking into a petrol station, the assistant there curiously said “There is music coming from around you”… She looked at them in wonder and kindly smiled. They insisted that music was playing. “Music to his ears perhaps!” she thought… Was it dope?? Not while at work she hoped. She subsequently realised that her mobile phone had instinctively somehow started to play music, all by itself.

Lizzie relatively remembered that she had been listening to some music on her iPhone with a loop one afternoon. She then popped into a shop to buy some lunch. She unplugged the loop but kept getting smiley looks from people and thought “Wow, everyone’s so nice in here!” It was only when she went outside that she eventually checked her phone and it was playing Michael Jackson – very LOUDLY!

LOL

After Kirsty moved into her new house, two weeks later the neighbour bravely said “Your fire alarm is going off”. “OH goodness, thank you for telling me – how long has it been going off for?”…. “Ermmmm” he looked down, “twooooo weeks”

“Oops!”

Kirsty checked her phone one day at 11am, there was a text which she had received at 10.30am. “I’m locked in the utility room” it said. Oops once again?! So off she finally went to rescue the ol’hubster. Their son had locked him in! And it wasn’t an isolated event either. Unfortunately for him, Kirsty doesn’t carry her phone everywhere though it was rather peaceful when the ol’ hubster was locked up she added.

There is always a balance, mistyping, mishearing so naturally there is also (lip) misreading. For example, a while ago Paul was telling his wife, Rebekah, that they needed a new fridge freezer … “What do we need a new Freddy Freak for?!”… “Who (or what) is a Freddy Freak?!”

Another occasion is when Sara’s mother decided to pay the hairdressers her usual visit. “I would like to make an appointment please” she politely asked. “We can make you an appointment with E.T”. Mum was rather perplexed and exclaimed to herself “E.T?!”… But instead she asked “Pardon?” “We can make you an appointment with E.T” Mother was inclined to retreat. The receptionist then proceeded to show her the bookings book and pointed at…. “Katy” Mother thought to herself “Vee!” The receptionist’s broad northern accent had played a massive influence on her lip speaking patterns.

She also once told Sara how it went at the bank. Upon arriving at the counter, she informed them that she was deaf. The lady said “Oh, I’ll put the loop on for you!” Her mum responded with “But I don’t wear hearing aids?”… Lady says “That’s ok, I’ll put the loop on for you” :-/ Bless her cotton socks for trying to help. 🙂

Lol with a touch of facepalm.

One day, as a young girl Jane was walking besides her mother who was also deaf, signing away. Her sister and grandmother who were both hearing were chatting away and smiling mischievously, walking away from Jane and her mother in the subway. To gain some distance. She noticed their body language and her intuition told her to walk a bit slower. Another passer-by over took them. Jane looked straight ahead and could no longer see her sister or grandmother but she was with her mother so she was not too concerned. When suddenly, this passer-by got walloped over the head by her sister! Who was hiding just around the corner, waiting eagerly to pounce. She had been carrying a roll of cardboard paper and planned to hit Jane over the head with it but fate called her bluff and a poor guy got the shock instead! Jane says she will never forget the shock on her sister’s face and the passer by who was clearly taken aback. Jane’s grandmother, bless her, was trying rather hard not to laugh as she apologised on her granddaughter’s behalf who must have been only 7 years old at the time.

One’s favourite memory has to be when they saw a strange person running up and down outside their home, doing star jumps, waving around. They tried to ignore them as they had only lived at their new residence for a couple of months. A few minutes later, they tried to see if this character was still around… He was albeit in his pyjamas?! They looked around the home for their husband to inform him there was potentially a madman in their vicinity but he could not be found – anywhere. They opened the front door hesitantly and peeped around the corner as cautiously as they could. A bonny smile broke out as soon as they realised this “madman” was their husband, running up and down, star jumping, waving, banging on the windows all trying to get his wife’s attention. What on earth would the neighbours be thinking?! He had locked himself out and his wife had not yet put on her hearing aids. Silence is golden? 😉

LOL

If you enjoyed reading this, you may also enjoy “Happiness is the best medicine.”

Thank YOU. 🙂

~ SJ (Sara Jae)