Lots and Lots of attention.. take a peek

Lots and Lots of attention… take a peek! Oh My Honey 2013 Wedding Dress Collection on Video featuring Petticoats~A~Plenty!

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A little bit of Petticoat movement from

A little bit of Petticoat movement from Petticoats~A~Plenty with thanks to all involved and Tiger World PR & Events & Victoria Baptiste Photography

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Just having a mess around with Hootsuite

Just having a mess around with Hootsuite to see where this message goes to!! The joys of Social networking!! http://www.petticoatsaplenty.com http://ow.ly/daD5r

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Petticoats~A~Plenty Newsletter | http://

Petticoats~A~Plenty Newsletter | http://ow.ly/d99W0

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What My Mother taught me…..

I do love my Mum, I lover her very much, so I do hope that she doesn’t take this personally!!

 

But so much of this rings true…. and I can also hear myself having said this to my own kids at times!!

Enjoy

Andrea

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What my Mother taught me….

  1. My mother taught me RELIGION.“You’d better pray that will come out of the carpet.”
  2. My mother taught me TIME TRAVEL.“If you don’t straighten up, I’m going to knock you into the middle of next week!”
  3. My mother taught me FORESIGHT.“Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you’re in an accident.”
  4. My mother taught me IRONY.“Keep crying, and I’ll give you something to cry about.”
  5. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM.“Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!”
  6. My mother taught me about WEATHER.“This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it.”
  7. My mother taught me about ENVY.“There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don’t have wonderful parents like you do.”
  8. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION.“Just wait until we get home.”
  9. My mother taught me about RECEIVING.“You are going to get it when you get home!”
  10. My mother taught me HUMOUR.“When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don’t come running to me.”
  11. My mother taught me WISDOM.“When you get to be my age, you’ll understand.”
  12. My mother taught me about JUSTICE.“One day you’ll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you”.
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Exciting Times lie ahead for Petticoats~A~Plenty and I thought that I would maybe mark these times with some sort of competition. One of the things that I am getting involved in is attending a Wedding Fair in Chelmsford Essex on the 22nd July, that is being organised by fellow blogger Retrospective Bride, so I’ve had a long hard think as to how I could incorporate all of the networky things that I like doing and try and get as many people involved as I can, so here goes!

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Follow 2 blogs, and click ‘going’ on the Facebook event page, this is so that we know that you are entered into the competition not that you are going to the Wedding Fair in Essex!

Links to follow are here:

https://petticoatsaplenty.wordpress.com/         http://retrospectivebride.wordpress.com/   

Page to enter your name:  https://www.facebook.com/events/232220120212696/ You need to place…

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How YOU can Win A Wedding Dress from Petticoats~A~Plenty

How YOU can Win A Wedding Dress from Petticoats~A~Plenty.

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Patience can be a very lovely lesson….

I saw this little story on Facebook earlier, I really thought it was lovely poignant tale, and wanted to share it… I hope that you enjoyed it as much as I did……..xx 

A sweet lesson on patience.

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A NYC Taxi driver wrote:

I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90’s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940’s movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard
box filled with photos and glassware.

‘Would you carry my bag out to the car?’ she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.

She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. ‘It’s nothing’, I told her.. ‘I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.’

‘Oh, you’re such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, ‘Could you drive
through downtown?’

‘It’s not the shortest way,’ I answered quickly..

‘Oh, I don’t mind,’ she said. ‘I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice.

I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. ‘I don’t have any family left,’ she continued in a soft voice..’The doctor says I don’t have very long.’ I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

‘What route would you like me to take?’ I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, ‘I’m tired.Let’s go now’.
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.
They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

‘How much do I owe you?’ She asked, reaching into her purse.

‘Nothing,’ I said

‘You have to make a living,’ she answered.

‘There are other passengers,’ I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.She held onto me tightly.

‘You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,’ she said. ‘Thank you.’

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut.It was the sound of the closing of a life..

I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk.What if that woman had gotten an angry driver,or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life.

We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

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Hmmm…. How to find Happiness!

Hmmm…. How to find Happiness!.

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Hmmm…. How to find Happiness!

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Life isn’t always the sweetest candy.

Sometimes, when I feel like the world is just too heavy, I look around and find people who continue to live fascinating and wonderful lives. And then thoughts come popping into my mind like bubbles from nowhere,  How did their life become so adorably sweet? How come they still can manage to laugh and play around despite a busy stressful life?  On contemplation I think I kind of figured out for myself that maybe, they start to work on a place called self.

So, how does one become genuinely happy? Step 1 is to love yourself.  To love oneself, in my opinion means to accept who you are, you’re not a perfect being, but behind the imperfections there must lie a great ounce of courage to be able to discover ways on how to improve your repertoire and to recover from your errors and mistakes, we are all human, and we all make them.

Genuine happiness, to me, also pertains to contentment. When you are content and grateful with the job you have, the way you look, with your family, your friends, the place you live in, your car, and all the things you have now,  truly, you know the answer to the question how to be genuinely happy.

When we discover a small start somewhere from within, that small start will eventually lead to something else, and on again to something else, and each more time to something else. But if you keep questioning life like it has never done you any good, you will never be able to find genuine happiness.

I believe that life is about finding out about right and wrong, trying and failing, winning and losing, the highs and lows of life. These are things that happen as often as you inhale and exhale. Failure, in a persons life has become as abundant and is as necessary as air. But this should not hinder us from becoming happy, as it is just as much of a learning tool in life as anything else, without it we can not learn from it!

How can you be genuinely happy in spite all these? I tell you every time you exert effort to improve your quality of life and your being, whether it is cleaning up your room, helping a friend, taking care of your sick dog, failing on exams and trying again, life gives you equivalent points for that.

 Every time you take a step forward, you make scoring points. Wouldn’t it be nice to look at that board at the end of each small achievement and think to yourself  Whoa! I got a point today. I’m glad I gave that a go, instead of looking at it all blank and murmur Geez, I didn’t even do anything today. I wish I had the guts to try. I could have done [Whatever] ! and then walk away, head hung.

Genuine happiness isn’t about driving the hottest Formula 1 car, nor getting the employee of the year award, earning the highest Bonus in your company’s pay, or beating the sales quota. Sometimes, the most sought after prizes in life doesn’t always go to the fastest, the strongest, the bravest or not even the best.

So, how do you become genuinely happy?  Every one has their own definition of happiness. Happiness for a writer may mean launching as many best selling books as possible. Happiness for a teenager may mean getting the next newest out games console. Happiness for a beggar may mean a lot of   money! Happiness for a business man may mean success. Happiness to a mother may be looking into the eyes of her child. So, really now, how do we become genuinely happy? 

Simple. You don’t have to have the best things in this world. Its about doing and making the best out of every single thing. When you find yourself smiling at your own mistake and telling your self ‘Oh OK, I’ll do better next time’ you carry with you a flame of strong will power to persevere, that feeling may spread out within you like a bush fire.

You possess a willingness to stand up again and try things that will make you a genuinely happy person.

When you learn to accept yourself and your own faults. You pass step 1 in the project how to become genuinely happy. For as long as you know how to accept others, you will also be accepted. For as long as you love and know how to love, you will receive love back ten fold.

Again, throw me that same question how to become genuinely happy?. I’ll refer you to a friend of mine who strongly quoted- Most of us know that laughter is the best medicine to life’s aches and pain. But most of us don’t know that the best kind of laughter is laughter over oneself. Because then you don’t just become happy you become free.

In my life, I have learnt to accept many things, I know that there are many things that I can’t change about the world, but there are many things that I can change about myself and improve upon.

The funny thing is, that by accepting things as they are, many things have naturally come to me and made me happier!

Attitude, mindset, Universe…. who knows…….

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