Today I received a sign! There I was researching my whimsy post with the TV on in the background, tuned to Big Bang Theory. Not two minutes later Sheldon uttered the line
What’s life without whimsy?
What indeed, Sheldon.
Those silly little things that make you chuckle, that lift your spirits, that you do for no reason other than to put a smile on your face, that’s whimsy.
Not so long ago a friend and I visited Wombeyan Caves. I blogged about it just before the Challenge started. After we came out of the caves, my friend spotted a slippery slide and went for it. Never mind that she was a middle-aged woman, the pure joy on her face as she went down was incredibly uplifting. That’s whimsy.
Autumn Leaf in Nagasaki (Photo credit: Marufish)
Walking through a pile of Autumn leaves, throwing them in the air, having a leaf fight. That’s whimsy.
Crawling into a bed of freshly laundered sheets. That’s whimsy.
Sitting in the garden with the warm sun on your back, reading. That’s whimsy.
Sneaking out of the office to briefly feel wind on your face. That’s whimsy.
Cracking up at silly jokes and sayings. That’s whimsy.
Listening to the whole top 100 countdown of karaoke songs. That’s whimsy.
Engaging in the following conversation with my teen son is whimsy
Me: the bed man is coming to deliver the mattress today. You’ll have to let him in and pay him the delivery fee
Him: Mffmfwffm
Me: It means you’ll need to hear the doorbell and open the door
Him: Mrrffmrmmm
Me: You will let him in won’t you and not miss it?
Him: Nerf (At last the sign of a neuron firing)
Me: Ok, I’ve spoken to the mattress man and he’s coming between 11.30am and 2.30pm. Please make sure you are in the room closest to the door from about 11am
Him: I get it, Mum
Text from him at midday: It’s arrived, it’s in, he’s paid, all good
Text from me: Thank you my child. I have taught you well. You can go back to your day now, normal transmission can resume.
Text from him (1): Mum, don’t be weird.
Text from him (2): That’s my job.
Which leads us to another great W permission, to be weird. I practice it daily. I’d worry greatly if my children didn’t think I was weird, it’s my job and frankly my privilege to be so. We laugh at all our wierdness uniqueness. Every family has their own brand. Which leads us to the final W word of the day. Wonderful.
God said let there be whimsy and there was and it was wonderful.
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Today I give myself permission to be whimsical and just a little weird.
Raising the Curtain 
Delightful — even whimsical! You gotta love “The Big Bang Theory.”
Great post – though I must admit I might be more weird than whimsical! 🙂
Weird is good, it’s what makes people interesting 🙂
Whimsy is a frequent visitor in my life. One of my favorite bits of whimsy involves my Ya-Yas, and our road trip to Prince Edward Island. We were surprised to discover the island is hilly. Not only surprised by the discovery, but surprised by many a hill as we traversed the enchanted back roads. By the end of day one, we had developed a ritual: Each time we turned a corner to discover that we were at the top of a hill, and about to plunge down it in our borrowed minivan, we’d all raise our hands as far as possible (well, not me; I was driving) and shriek “Wheeeeeeee!” 🙂
Sounds better than a roller coaster at a theme park. I’m all for opening the door and making whimsy feel comfortable. Wheeeee 🙂
Love this post! So important to be weird and whimsical, even though I don’t like saying ‘whimsical’ because it makes me sound dorky. Then again, if the Sheldon fits…
I laughed when you wrote: “I’d worry greatly if my children didn’t think I was weird, it’s my job and frankly my privilege to be so.” I constantly remind my children how lucky they are to have a weird mother. Not sure if they agree or not, but at least now I have you to back me up on the importance of this assertion. 😉
I’ll be your back up any day on this one. I tell that to my boys all the time too and secretly I think they think it’s cool. At least that’s what I tell myself 😉
Yes, it’s all about the spin, even when we’re trying to convince ourselves. 😉
I most definitely know more about weird than whimsy. Ha ha.
A warm and wonderful post.
Thanks Tess, I’d much rather be weird than boring 🙂
Wwwwell done – who if not me would applaud being weird! 🙂
Weird internet friends unite :).
Permission to be weird, whimsical and a whole lot wonderful. Check.
Roger that!
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