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Where’s the fun

Daily writing prompt
List five things you do for fun.

I think we just talked about fun not that long ago. I’m not really into fun, I’m not a fun person.

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Oh to be young again, Cordelia last evening, cake was made by her big sister Bella-Lena

I enjoy eating. I enjoy cooking and baking. Reading, writing. I haven’t downhill skied for years but I do remember it being fun.

I like travelling, that’s definitely fun and even just planning the trip is fun. Driving can be fun, especially in winter.

When I was young, going out and having drinks was fun. A LOT of fun. I tried hash once and that was a really good time.

But I’m too old for that now. I rarely drink and don’t do drugs or even smoke pot. We went out for supper last night for Cordy’s 18th birthday celebration, I had ONE drink, a Caesar. It was delicious. But I had the weirdest, creepiest dreams of my life and I’m chalking it up to that.

Working out used to be fun when I was younger and had nothing else to do and few responsibilities. I still enjoy weights and yoga but it’s become something I feel like I have to squeeze into my schedule rather than a recreational activity. And having to do something takes the fun out of it somehow.

5 responses to “Where’s the fun”

  1. Only a Canadian would call driving in winter ‘fun’
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    Just look at those poor suckers in Florida yesterday.

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    1. πŸ˜‚

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  2. CJ not fun? haha, tell another one! Maybe your expectations of fun are still from when you were young maybe…

    Talking of drugs. I had a weird dream last night too, I killed a guy who came over to buy drugs from me. He was hiding in a bathtub in my bedroom (?!) with a heap of clothes over him, and my friend was pointing to me he was under there. So I took out a gun from my old toys draw (the bottom draw), which mum must have found because she had put some sort of rubber safety lock on it, but I could slide that down and pull the trigger. So I shot many times into the clothes, he then rolled out and I thought he was alive and was going to attack me, but he was dead. I then went to living room trying to talk to my friend about how to remove the body, but my brother was heading into the room so I said he couldn’t go in, which made it look like I had a girl in there. Then when I went back in, the body was gone. ARRRRGH!

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    1. Holy moly, were you drinking alcohol before bed too?!
      I can’t even describe mine here, it’s a bit x-rated and NOT in a good way lol

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