I am having an affair,,,, WITH MY HOUSECOAT!

Nobody can hug me like my housecoat can! It is black, big, soft and makes me feel wuuuuuunderful. The problem is, it also takes away all my energy. I find if I stay in my housecoat, it literally saps away any insperation I may have otherwise started my day with. I lounge, I flop, I shuffle. Get me in clothes right away, I bounce, I bound, I fly! Being caught in the middle of the afternoon in my housecoat is a bit like being caught with another man in the house, you quickly run and tell it to hide in the closet, you straighten your hair, tuck in your shirt, and zip up your pants, like you have been caught doing something 'wrong'!. Today started out as a housecoat day, for the last week and a half, I have been staying at a friends house while she was away. I got up early every morning to drive the 40 minute drive back to drive my granddaughter to school, then do all the things I need to do on a normal day. Afternoon hits, pick up my granddaughter and do the drive back again. No real 'lounge' time. Today is the first full day back, and the only full day I will get for awhile. Tomorrow I am heading to the island, then back, then have company for a day or two (hopefully two) so me and my housecoat won't be properlly reaquanted till next week. I did of course have to remove (sob sob) my housecoat to get my granddaughter to school, which is around a 4 minute walk, and had every intention of returning to housecoat mode. Then I realized I needed to go to the store, then of course I chatted with a neighbor, and now I am fully dressed and my housecoat is laying on my bed, seductivily waiting for me, calling for me even! Good thing I am strong, I have shut the bedroom door to stave of temptation, and plopped myself down with a steaming mug of coffee and decided to catch up on blogs (mine and others). So,, do you have any particular article that inspires you, or depletes your energy? They say clothes make the man,, well, I sometimes think my housecoat could replace a man, how bout you?

Bad Book Etiquette

I have been enjoying reading How Will It End's blog, and she has posted a few entries on books she has read. Another blog that posts on books is Hot Lunch. I love to read, but I have been told I have a bad habit that is disrepectful to fellow readers everywhere. No, I don't lick my fingers to turn pages, I don't bend corners to mark my place, what I do is supposidley soooo much worse. I read the BACK OF THE BOOK FIRST!!! (wipes brow, wow, that took alot to admit). I read enough at the beginning to find out who is who, what is what, where is where, then I jump to the back to find out who dies, who lives, and who-dun-it. (yes, I read mysteries alot). When Harry Potter came out, it was released in England before Canada, so there I was online 8 hours ahead of our release times, and looking for spoilers as fast as people could blog them. I still read the books, but I like to know the ending. What if I get hit by a bus before finishing a book? How would I ever know the ending then? I do the same with movies by the way, there are a few movie sites that post spoilers, or just the endings. Before watching anything, I look up what is going to happen and how it will end. It doesn't take away any enjoyment for me, but it does for anyone unfortunate enough to be watching with me. If, for some horrible reason, I can't find a spoiler, I drive people insane asking, "will he live", "what happens to her?". I watch movies alone alot, lol. This obession may have two different beginnings. First, Bambi, which had a death I never saw coming, in a cartoon of all things! Then there was the book Anne of Green Gables, another unexpected death! I vowed never to have that happen again! Is my habit really so bad? Will it change the world as we know it? I don't think so. Will it make my friends want to gag me before watching a movie with me? Yes, but that's ok, it will cut down on my snack bill at the theatre.

Pass it on, pass it down!

If you could only pass one thing down to the next generation, (daughter/son/niece/nephew) what would it be? When my parents were married, soooooo many moons ago, they were given a beautiful handcrafted Chinese chest. When my brother and I were young, we used to get in trouble for rolling marbles along the intricate carvings on the top, and jumping off of it. On one of my mom's MANY moves back to England, I was given the chest. When my daughter was small, what did I catch her doing?? Oh yes,, rolling marbles,, I didn't even know we had marbles, but she had found some,, and roll baby roll! She upped it a notch and also found matchbox cars did amazing spins along the top as well. Well, the chest is now hers, marble and car scratches intact. Now her daughter,,, wait for it.... HAS ROLLED MARBLES AND JUMPED OFF IT!!! I am thinking there is a marble magnet hiding inside somewhere, we are afraid of lead from China, I am worried about a marble magnet conspiricey. There isn't even anything in it that is meaningful. My mom wanted it to be a 'hope chest'. My only hope was nobody would grow so big they broke the lid standing on it before outgrowing the jump faze. So back to the question, this is the one thing above all else I want to see passed down for generations to come. What would you pick?

Need a back scratch? Get a tattoo!

These are my tattoos. I was reading Emerald's blog (link on side cause I don't know how to link here) and the tattoo subject is in her latest entry. I was asked not long ago about how much mine hurt. Now, I am a wimp at the best of times, but I had mine done almost a year apart, and both times it felt like the best back scratch I have ever had. If I had mine done somewhere else, I am sure I would have curled up in a ball and cried for weeks, but for what ever reason, my back seems to be tattoo friendly. The tattoo with the initials is not finished, at the moment it is the letter 'A' with the letter "T" as a dagger going through it. These are my daughter and granddaughter's initials. It needs a finishing touch,but until I wake up one morning with an apyphany (sp?) as to what I can live with the rest of my life, it will stay as is. In a perfect world, I would have done one on the back of my neck, under my hair but due to a car accident and shoulder/neck issues on my right side, that will have to be put on hold for awhile yet. Mine don't show unless I am in a tank,and even then only part of Tela shows, I don't know if I would get one that stands out somewhere else. I love to see other peoples, no body part should be off limits as it is self expression. I admit I don't really get the face tattoos, but as I said, to each their own. For me, when I am really sad, or having a crappy moment, I shrug my left shoulder back, and it is like giving them a hug, and they are patting me on the back, saying it's going to be ok. Sounds corny eh? But hey, it works for me!

I lost myself and loved it!

I love books, not just to read, but to look at. I do love reading, but there is something about a book that is either very very new, or very very old that just gets my blood going! I would love to work in a library. I have no desire to work in a book store, where it is all about the dollar, but a library is there for people who love to read, not find that last minute gift. Sorry if that sounds mean against book store employees out there, but, that is me. Last week, I went for a walk, I was stressed and needed to clear my head, walking is one of the best ways for me to think, and or calm down. I found myself at the library, which I go to once a week anyways, but this time was different. They have a 'section', it has coffee/tea, snacks, and some tables and couches. Kinda like the little coffee shop on Friends, but with waaaaaaaay more old people,, lol. Anyways, for whatever reason, I bought a coffee, grabbed some books on subjects I NEVER look at, and completely lost myself for an afternoon. I tend to read the same kind of stuff, murder mystery/suspence. I read alot of the same authors, tried and true kinda stuff. In this case though, I just grabbed random stuff, one book for example was on magic tricks, and sipped, and read, and broused, and sipped, and learned, and lost myself. It was wonderful to dissapear into a whole different world, I had forgotten how to do that since I was a kid. I think I am going to make a habit of losing myself, maybe not once a week, but at least once a month. Kinda like sticking a pin in a map and traveling there, I will 'stick a pin' in a book, and travel there instead. As a bonus, the coffee really was good too! Who knows, next time I might really go wild, and drink tea!

If Becky can be lazy, then why can't I??

Becky over at Becky's Babbles (link posted in my blogroll, cause that's just how lazy I can be) posted this, and I stole it from her.
Answer each question with only one word..
1) Where is your cell phone - table
2) Your significant other -gone
3) Your hair - wet
4) Your mother - judgemental
5) Your father - old
6) Your favourite thing - Tela
7) Your dream last night - colourful
8) Your favourite drink - coffee
9) Your dream/goal - healthy
10) The room your in - livingroom
11) Your hobby -walking
12) Your fear -snakes
13) In 6 years -alive
14) What your not -disloyal
15) Muffins -eww
16) Wish list item -health
17) Where you grew up -BC
18) Last thing you did -peed
19) What are you wearing -sweats
20) Favourite gadget -cell
21) Your pets -none
22) Your computor -laptop
23) Your mood -lazy
24) Missing someone -yes
25) Your car -grey
26) Something your not wearing -frown
27) Favourite store -liquor
28) Like someone -yes
29) Favourite colour -black
30) Last time you laughed -today
31) Last time you cried -

Well, I have decided being lazy is hard work! I have a hard time with one word answers, I always feel the need to explain/express myself, and spend more time coming up with one word than it would take me to just babble the whole story out about why/when/who/what! I didnt answer last time I cried, because I really don't know, and that is a good thing I guess. Hopefully I don't update that answer anytime soon either. Does that mean I am happy, or just to lazy to cry,, lol,, definately too lazy to think about for now!
Thanks Becky for helping me having a lazy day too!

Eye still spy, and say WHY???

In the response to the question of 'who' would wear these, I don't really have a polite answer,,lol. It was on the news here, which I guess shouldn't surprise me as last month they were talking about a little place downtown that sells false eyelashes for up to $2,000.00 a pair. I guess after you get bored of them, you need to move on. What ever happened to the simple days of gaudy blue eyeshadow and smudgey mascara? The picture I put here is of someone from the designers website www.ericklarenbeek.com. I realize they are suppose to look like teardrops, but just looking makes my eyes water, so hey,, I guess I get my teardrops for free! Yayyyy for me!