My sister invited me to her house for a few days. She’s picking me up after we close the store tomorrow at work. I looking forward to meeting her 2 new dogs,basking in the AC glow, and playing with the giggle-twins. I also look forward to being in the country and hearing crickets. I kinda miss it.
I wonder if my nieces and nephew will also be there. I really enjoy the craziness of my sister’s household…for a while. Eventually I look forward just as much to my peaceful room too.
I plan on making Cocoa-Cappuccinos and watching some television..which I don’t get to do here.
Now the important question..what tanks to I take with me? lol
I wonder if the giggles will sit still long enough for me to use my camera on them.
2010 Archived. Woot! Done. 2 more years to go. Getting there.
Matilda knew, but wasn’t told
that books were magic,
truths in bold.
Pages and pages, of mystic delight
her fingers danced,
her mind in flight.
she was never alone, with no end,
so long as there were books,
she had many a friend.
Loving the Caturtle..kids are so cute.
Soo..I’m a little bit overdoing it in T-top heaven. I bought some at Goodwill during my adventures with Lori a week ago. Now, I keep giggling madly over which one to wear next. I fully admit that’s weird, but, I kinda like my choices and they are all kinda pretty.
I have like 12 now. They are each different. It’s like I am 10 or something.
I am forcing myself, little by little, out of my shell. It’s freaking scary, but..well..no progress happens from inside your bedroom right?
I was thinking about my favorite person, and how Mr. K never stops trying new stuff. He does more in one day than I do in a week. He has this curiously endearing energy. He just does stuff..cool stuff. Endless stuff. I felt lazy thinking about it.
I talked to my other favourite person (the one I actually know) and he is doing awesome things too. Poetry readings, Scottish dancing, Badminton and workshops, to name just a few. I asked how do I get started? What do I need to do?! He said “Just start B, just start” He suggested going downtown and walking around, talking with people, asking about things to join and things that are happening. “The way to change, is to look for people already doing what you want to change into”
So, ok. I’m looking. I’m nervous, but I am looking.
Did I mention scared to death?
It’s too hot in my house to do normal people stuff. Temperature is about 80 today, of course it’s more about humidity, which is right around 75% (ick) I decided to get some time in at the park sewing and reading, then, this evening, I think I will get more archiving done.
See you lot later!
Ok, you got me. I have the undeniable task every other month of dying my hair. Grey roots are soo not attractive. Today I discovered something kinda awesome.
Now, we all know hair dye is pretty similar. The more expensive it is the more “brilliant” its supposed to be. For me, on a budget, its really all about what cost the least but still gets the damned job done, after all, next 2nd month I get to do it allllll over again.
Today I picked up Revlon Luxurious Colorsilk. Nice sized gloves, the expected instructions and color agent and….wait a second, what is this? I looked at it in disbelief for a second…covers for…my glasses. O.M.G. You f-ing rock!!!
Covers for the stems of my glasses. Covers, because you need to read the damned directions, covers because you have to SEE what you are DOING, Covers…because some people wear glasses, nice ones..that they don’t want stained.
I think I love you Revlon. Honestly. $5 dye AND something no one ever considered before.
High five Revlon! You rock!
Book fever has struck. I am midway through Black Spark and now, I have been seduced by An Extra Large Medium. When you find a book that makes you screech “I must read you!!” You know it’s gonna be good.
Still very weary, but…I feel Stitch about it.
“…broken, but still good…yeah, still good.”
To release my built-up tension, experience my true feelings, and accept my worries, I sometimes cry. Even happy people cry, even with all the love in their soul, they sometimes need to accept there is only so much love can solve in a single day.
Scatter seeds of things. Hope they bloom. Plant the idea of new things, so fruit trees can grow. This is how you feed people. Not by handing them apples, but by giving them apple seeds.
I know, I know, I sound like a fortune cookie. Only, I am talking about others, and myself. Even I need planting sometimes. From my own self-hope comes a fruit tree. From my own self-doubt comes strength and firm resolve.
I will try again tomorrow.
The shadow that walks beside you
is no more or less
than light deflecting
making you bigger, or smaller
depending on the time that finds you.
Without shadow, there is no light.
Without light we have no shadow.
Even shadow serves a purpose.
Makes you bigger, or smaller
depending on the time that finds you.
Is it possible to absorb the sky?
To breathe it in like Butterscotch candy,
until you are bloated like a Squirrels cheeks?
Can you come to worship the point,
where the tree-tops tap the horizon?
Wondering with one wistful eye
if your soul would be content as a bird?
Is it fantasy to point your chin
so high you forget to have a face?
Leaning back in the grass,
as you consider the big blue,
laid out like heaven, in front of you.
Is it possible to absorb the sky?
Hmm…what would I put in a lunchbox for a guy I like.
1) The All-American version. Start with an Italian Sub cut into bite sized bits, complete with fancy toothpicks. Add Cool Ranch Doritos for a little zesty flavor. Grapes that have been chilled for a good palate feeling. Some speared pickle, and for dessert 3 chocolate chip cookies, in the shape of hearts.
2) The Thai version..Peanut Chicken Satay with Saffron rice, Curried Squash and some chilled green tea. For Dessert? Honey-drizzled Fried Bananas.
3) The Italian Version: Hand-made pasta Cavatelli with lobster, Spring peas and mascarpone. Served with Spinach salad on the side, Dark roasted coffee, and a fresh baked cream horn for dessert.
4) Country-style: Fried chicken, buttermilk biscuits with honey-butter, corn-on-the cob, parmesan mashed potatoes, really cold sweet tea and chocolate cake for dessert.
Omo! The start of the episode was seriously funny. Oh Hae Young gets up extremely early, sneaks out of her house, travels to the grocery store, and then shows up at her parents begging her mum for help making a lunchbox for Park Do-Kyung. Who she finally fully admits to herself she likes (confessing is a very big deal in Korean culture)
Now, in Korean culture, so I have gathered, this is Epic! Girls only make up lunchboxes for their boyfriend or guy they like, so telling her mum she needs help makes mum’s ears perk right up. Which was extremely touching for me to see, as her mum hides her emotions until they escape from her. It was really adorable see her get a lightbulb over her head and jump into super-mum cooking mode. Even her dad got into it. Seriously cute. Mum, of course, assumes this is boyfriend lunchbox, while Oh Hae Young is simply attempting to show the guy she likes him. Fast forward to Park Do-Kyung beung awkward about the lunchbox, turns out he gets all kinds of stupid shy whenever someone shows him this kind of obvious affection. How freaking cute can he be!!! Awe! You adorable puppy.
If only the sweet lasted..but noooooo…This is a K Drama people..you can’t have warm fuzzies without a heathly dose of ouch.
Still, really good episode.
Content to breathe here.
Content to flow.
Waiting for your pauses
to catch up to my full stop.
With a stomp of your foot you greet the day
The covers rise
The door opens
Warily you peek from the hay
Is it safe?
A stretch and a hop and a half twist leap
There’s dew on the grass
The dog is out
From under the hedge you peep
Is it safe?
The giant rabbit is on the ground
The brush of the fur
The gentle pat
Blueberries, kale and hay is found
It is safe.
K drama is seriously responsible for my Ramen Noodle cravings. Is there a single time one DOESN’T make you hungry? Oh, and I want the pot lid, cause apparently in K drama-land the lid is the coolest thing ever. If there is no ramen scene, it isn’t a proper K drama.
Chicken flavor, a bit of egg, some chopped veggies and VOILA’
I admit it, I bought chopsticks just for this.
word is out about that sister post I did….I’m just gonna…
Runs and hides in an undisclosed location.