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Wednesday, 19 November 2014

You have been warned

Dear Next by Nature,

I have an issue with the packaging of your extremely good product, Dark Chocolate Ginger.

Every time I open the container to take out one delicious bite-sized chocolate, two appear in my hand; two wants becomes three gets, and so on.

Please make larger containers.


Tuesday, 18 November 2014

I Crush....

Though this is not a recent photo, I've posted it today because I've been thinking about the journey my daughter Emily has taken since she left high school.
When she left high school, Dave and I were observers of an event that was already decided, and our regret was two-fold:  she was young, and she was leaving an arts program discipline (dance) that she loved and was good at.

Emily is a strong person, and she headed into the world young and confident.  Her enthusiasm for life was vivid and her interest was wide but unfocussed, so it took us a while sometimes to catch up to where she was in her post-family experiences.  She soared, she fell, she endured, she triumphed and finally, she came home, met the love of her life and became a wonderful wife mother.  And she came back into our lives with a bang.

I know I may sound biased.  Actually I know that I am biased, as I am for all my offspring, and I'm not apologizing for that.  Biased, I look at Emily and I see a person with so much spirit, so much integrity and so much support from her friends and family that it makes me realize that she has kept all the best things from her journey.  And I am as proud as I was when she was dancing at school, when she was making great jewellery, when she was giving wonderful aromatherapy advice and massages, when she graduated from her admin assistant course, when she wore a gorgeous greenish wedding dress and when she gave birth to her equally wonderful children.

This has been an exercise in promoting myself behind a front.  But it's an amazing and loveable front, and I take as much responsibility as possible for it.

Friday, 31 October 2014

In case you're going shopping

If any of you ever see a fountain like this, with a metal or porcelain bowl, please let me know by knocking on my door, or by phone or email or facebook.

I truly crave this.  It makes the most harmonious cling sound as the bells are moved around by the water.  It will enhance the bloogedy-bloogedy sound my present fountain makes on my side of the bed.

Thursday, 16 October 2014

Yay! but don't get too excited.

Two views of the chalk-painted counter stool

I have now finished all three and find myself relatively satisfied. Using the chalk paint certainly beat stripping and sanding before painting.  I didn't know how much work it would be to buff the wax coating though.  I imagine Dave and I will be buffing furniture while watching TV through the rest of the winter.  I've got enough done that we can sit on them, but they don't feel as nice as I know they could.

Look to the left, see my 7 year old runners; the not-as-gorgeous but brand-new runners are to the right.  And I'm keeping them both, even though the old ones have started moving away from the soles.

This weekend, I may get instructions on how to send myself the photos I take with my phone.  Depends on Emily's good will.   She's a good person, but I think I try her patience....

Tuesday, 14 October 2014

Not a Facebook status update

A while back, I talked about giving up wine.  I gave up that.

I promised photos of my new Lelli Kelly runners.  I have pics on my phone but I can't send them to myself.  therefore I cannot post them. 

I actually finished working on the counter stools I was painting, but can only post one picture, which I sent to Emily, and she sent back, a foolish move which I am not going to use again.  Especially because I can't actually find it.

I just spent the better part of an hour looking at 3306 photos stored on Google + that I thought were gone out of my life.  None of them were the ones I was looking for.

I declare myself the least photo-posting blogger in all of the cyberworld, but there's always consolation in a nice glass of wine.

Wednesday, 8 October 2014

I sabotage myself

Today, I outdid myself.

I was up early, making my breakfast, and planning to, at the most, clean the stove-top, which had been bubbling at me when I made my coffee.  The rest of the day was going to be focussed on some new books I'd downloaded from Scribd and the public library.  

the chosen colour called Arles
Before Dave got up, but after my coffee, some kind of foreign thoughts started to push books out of my mind and put chalk paint and counter stools in their place, and before I knew it, I was dressed in old jeans and a t-shirt, putting a drop-cloth on the living room floor and stirring paint.

This is the day of the week when we have dinner with Sarah, Julia and Emma, so it wasn't a good idea to take on three pieces of furniture, a can of paint and another of soft finishing wax.   It's especially not a good idea because part of the deal is that we make the meal and take it over to their house, but I refused to listen to internaLorna and got down to the painting business.

I haven't finished yet, and because the lighting in our place is lovely but hardly able to allow a paint inspection, I don't know how well I accomplished my task.

I may take photos tomorrow after I buff the wax.  I will also take photos of the amazing silver and pink sequinned high top runners that were delivered this week.  I'm starting to quiver at the idea of sitting on my mediterranean yellow counter stool with my sequins all ready to scratch the new paint when I cross my legs.

Saturday, 27 September 2014

Perfect is as Perfect does

I'm back to the purple text.  I wonder if there's some significance to my changing text colours randomly?

Yesterday, I had a surreal experience.  Actually, friends often tell me that my experiences are surreal, but I'm hoping that reflects more on their lifestyle than mine.

My experience was this:  After doing all the things I make myself do in the morning before I sit down with coffee and a book, I grabbed a book I'd picked up from our Share-it library in the Fitness Room of our building.  No, that is not surreal.  I have fewer books than I used to have, and enjoy taking down books that I've finished or finished with, so that I can righteously take a book someone has left there.  I sat down with my coffee and the paperback, and when I finished the page I was on, I tried to click the bottom corner to turn the page.  I didn't know whether to laugh or click again.

I thought it might be a good idea to see if "surreal" was really the descriptor I wanted to use.  Found this: surreal:  having the disorienting, hallucinatory quality of a dream, unreal.  
borrowed from wikipedia

 I thought this image was an interesting if dramatic addition to the surreality.

Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Some People Just Have to Know

In no way am I intending to make this post a woeful one, but just out of curiosity, if you don't drink wine, what do you do when you're making dinner, reading books, or having a bath?

Monday, 22 September 2014

Is there intemperance in my future?

I've heard at least one too many comments about my prolific falling and incredible story-repeating when I drink.   It seems I'm not as good at gauging how much I should go for as I used to be.

It is true that I have fallen, but I also fall when I'm not drinking, but as falling isn't my only charaacteristic when indulging, I've decided to give up alcohol.

I have always, since my last horrendous sip of Southern Comfort in 1965, been a wine drinker, with an occasional beer thrown in for companionship or Chinese food, so this should be a relatively easy initiative.

Given that I also want to lose 6 pounds, there is an incentive that doesn't link to my vanity.  Oh, whoops!

I don't want to go on about this, as I do think it's not such a big deal, but I'm going to follow up with a reminder in my calendar to see how I'm doing.

I'll be pleased if this works.  I just won't be as much fun.

Wednesday, 17 September 2014

Call me irresponsible.....

What does it say about you when your most visited sites are Google, IMDB, Kobo, OCTranspo and

Everyone has their own reasons for visiting Google; mine are myriad.

IMDB is there because while I love old movies, new TV and streaming programs, I can never match up a person's name, face and vehicle.  And by that I mean artistic vehicle.  And by that  I don't mean a 1964 Camaro.

My reasons for visiting Kobo are similar to my reasons for actually visiting the Wine Rack store.  I am more restrained at the Wine Rack.

OCTranspo is in the list because I hate to be late to anything, and transit schedules, glitches and failures are there to help me, if I'm not in the mood to drive.


I only visit the site where these live once a week or so...I think I should be lauded for my resistance.
A fish called wander heel