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It was the summer my mum unironically bought me a corrugated 'Live, Laugh, Love' sign. And everyone I knew (and didn't know) was somewhere either very hot or very cold. I was spending my days in the humidity that only inland New Zealand can bring, and every attempt at begging for the air con to be switched on was met with "Just open a window". And any reasoning was met with... the look (read: you're dreaming if you think I'm paying that power bill buddy). We spent our days with sweaty thighs firmly stuck to the couch, gorging ourselves on Christmas leftovers. And then, as per tradition, in the week that followed, everyone took turns opening and shutting the fridge, asking where all the leftovers had gone - hoping that somehow, like magic, every chicken drumstick and slice of cheesecake would be waiting for us, carefully re-constructed and covered in clingfilm, ready for a third hoorah - like the endless TimTam packet of TV old. My phone screen was taken up with everyone else having the best summer ever. Their photos showed cold Coke on warm sand, perfectly fitting fits, new tattoos, new loves of lives - new memories to last a lifetime. And I couldn't help but feel that perhaps I was missing out on something that I was supposed to be wanting for myself. For me, the cute dresses were left behind, in favour of sweats and top knots. The stack of books that I was never going to read, yet took up half the space in my suitcase, sat firmly untouched. And Christmas Hallmark-esque movies with their fake snow and actors you recognise from somewhere but can't quite place, were on high rotation. Leaving the house was only undertaken for the purpose of gentle strolls around the park, patting dogs, or a choc-dipped Mr Whippy. I remembered with a sudden "aha!" - that this was meant to be the year I did something with my summer. Drink cold Coke on the beach, wear something short and cute to show off the tattoo I would have gotten just a few days before, still neatly wrapped in clingfilm, lived, laughed, and loved it all up. But I had the exact same "aha!" moment the year before that one, and the year before that too... Like clockwork, summer had come around and as much as I told myself I would carpe that diem, I could think of nothing I would rather do less. By December, my social battery isn't just sitting at a deficit, it needs a full-blown replacement. See, my problem is and always has been: I enjoy doing nothing. In fact, I thrive on it. An empty calendar is a dream, something to which to aspire. It's not that I chose to be like this. It's in my DNA. Some people have sporty families, outdoorsy families, board game families - I have a tired family. We're all tired. Tired of remembering to take our vitamins, to do the washing, to fill the car up with petrol, of looking for carparks, of remembering to call this person or that person back, to take the chicken out to defrost, to buy the chicken, and before that to check your bank account before you reach the counter to make sure that you can buy the chicken in the first place, tired of catching colds, tired of being tired. Just flat-out tired. So, I push the fear of looking like I'm missing out aside and do what my heart truly desires, what will truly make me happy. When mum's not looking, I fire up the air con. I open and close the fridge door, analyse fake snow, and definitely do not leave the house - except for Mr Whippy. And in that living room I have all the living, loving, and laughing I need to get my battery back to zero - until next summer. Sign up for Ngā Pitopito Kōrero, a daily newsletter curated by our editors and delivered straight to your inbox every weekday.
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Ross Barkley’s 85th-minute goal gave them victory in Germany after goals from John McGinn and Jhon Duran early in each half were cancelled out by Lois Openda and Christoph Baumgartner. That sent them up to third in the new league phase of the competition ahead of Wednesday’s games and with matches against Monaco and Celtic to come, Villa have an excellent chance of finishing in the top eight. That would mean they would avoid a play-off round to make it through to the last 16 and Emery says that is the target. “Today was key. Juventus at home, we were thinking more to win but in the end we accepted the draw because it was important for a point to be more or less in the top 24,” he told Amazon Prime. “Today was a match we were thinking at the beginning was key to be a contender to be in the top eight with the last two matches to be played. “It is going to be difficult and we have to get some more points but we now have the possibility to achieve this option. “We are going to enjoy and try to get top eight but we have to be happy because we are in the top 24 and maybe even the top 16. “We weren’t contenders in the beginning to get there but now we have to accept it.” Leipzig, who are flying high near the top of the Bundesliga, are out after losing all six matches. They did pose a threat to Villa, who inflicted some of their own problems on themselves, notably a rare gaffe from goalkeeper Emiliano Martinez for Openda’s equaliser. But Emery was happy with his side’s performance. “I try to enjoy and always we want to improve and sometimes it is hard but today the team were performing well, playing seriously and I was enjoying it,” he added. “We tried to overcome the mistakes we made and we did. More or less we were playing consistently. One mistake and they score but then we played very well. “Champions League is very difficult and we have to expect that every team playing at home are feeling strong. We played with consistency and domination.”
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