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Monday, June 12, 2006
Not sure how to take this...
Friday, June 09, 2006
Rainy day
It's my day off and I've been puttering about cleaning and getting ready for J's sister's stagette tonight.
Just to show how much rain we've had (and how bored I am), here's how we amuse ourselves in our front yard...
Gotta go handcuff my sister-in-law to a blow up doll and go glow bowling.
Ta!
Just to show how much rain we've had (and how bored I am), here's how we amuse ourselves in our front yard...
Gotta go handcuff my sister-in-law to a blow up doll and go glow bowling.
Ta!
Thursday, June 08, 2006
My new favourite breakfast
Vanilla yogurt with purple seedless grapes and a glass of grapefruit juice...and some coffee of course.
Yum.
Yum.
Cleanliness is next to...
Cleaning.
I don’t like to do it.
At all.
If you look in the dictionary under slob, there’s a comment about me there and maybe even a photo of my house under “natural habitat of”. 2 unorganized people married and we bought a house? What were we thinking? A prime example of our skills is the fact that we only just got a lawnmower and trimmer for our yard and it’s been 3 years of jungle (but at least no more borrowing from family when the jungle gets out of control). There is a yard under our safari – who knew?
Lately, J’s & my complete lack of tidying skills has pushed me over the edge. Don’t get me wrong, the house is not dirty, but it is cluttered and varying levels of messy. We just don’t have enough places to put things, so either we have too many things, or need storage…or both. Plus, anything we use is usually left where it was used last…making one heck of a mess with time wasted looking for stuff. We usually have a fit every few months and tidy up as best we can, but we never get rid of clutter piles and actually organise our life much.
Either way, the knowledge that I will be hosting a wedding shower for J’s sister at the house in 3 weeks that will include many old Mennonite ladies has sprung me into action. It is a good thing I think. I found a site on-line (Flylady) that divides your house into sections, prompting you to do things in each section every day/week. Some are just logical things, like sweep out the back doorway, which I just don’t think to do. Others are more detailed, like ways to organize and actually get rid of what you don’t need. It’s a bit hokey, but I need help, because even after removing a tonne of other people’s junk from our house, we still have a long way to go with our stuff. The idea is you tidy 15 minutes a day minimum, eventually getting clutter out and a sense of order in, along with developing a few morning and evening habits. Normally I don’t go in for things like this, but I have proven I am utterly incapable of this sort of thing on my own...so here goes. The truth is I’d love to just invite people over and not need to apologize for the mess.
I started this June 1. I've been doing a bit every day and already a few places in the house that were always cluttered are now cleared off and I’m starting to get into the habit of just picking something up and putting it away when I’m done with it…this may seem logical to the rest of the world, but it is nearly an epiphany to me. Quite honestly, J’s been looking at me like I’m nuts when I do it now, as it’s totally out of character for the most part.
The cool thing is I can actually see improvements and it’s encouraging. It’s like when I changed my eating & exercise habits...I want to find out what actually works for me; start small, and do it forever, not just when I feel like it.
The trick is to see how long I can keep it up. The whole point of posting this is that I’m going to update every month about if I’m keeping up with the whole thing. Wish me luck…and just maybe I’ll invite you all over to my clean house some day for a BBQ…and you can even come inside!
I just want to be able to sit back with a Harp and think – “ah, my home!” and not ignore all the things that I need to do enjoy it…as long as I’m trying that is enough for now.
I don’t like to do it.
At all.
If you look in the dictionary under slob, there’s a comment about me there and maybe even a photo of my house under “natural habitat of”. 2 unorganized people married and we bought a house? What were we thinking? A prime example of our skills is the fact that we only just got a lawnmower and trimmer for our yard and it’s been 3 years of jungle (but at least no more borrowing from family when the jungle gets out of control). There is a yard under our safari – who knew?
Lately, J’s & my complete lack of tidying skills has pushed me over the edge. Don’t get me wrong, the house is not dirty, but it is cluttered and varying levels of messy. We just don’t have enough places to put things, so either we have too many things, or need storage…or both. Plus, anything we use is usually left where it was used last…making one heck of a mess with time wasted looking for stuff. We usually have a fit every few months and tidy up as best we can, but we never get rid of clutter piles and actually organise our life much.
Either way, the knowledge that I will be hosting a wedding shower for J’s sister at the house in 3 weeks that will include many old Mennonite ladies has sprung me into action. It is a good thing I think. I found a site on-line (Flylady) that divides your house into sections, prompting you to do things in each section every day/week. Some are just logical things, like sweep out the back doorway, which I just don’t think to do. Others are more detailed, like ways to organize and actually get rid of what you don’t need. It’s a bit hokey, but I need help, because even after removing a tonne of other people’s junk from our house, we still have a long way to go with our stuff. The idea is you tidy 15 minutes a day minimum, eventually getting clutter out and a sense of order in, along with developing a few morning and evening habits. Normally I don’t go in for things like this, but I have proven I am utterly incapable of this sort of thing on my own...so here goes. The truth is I’d love to just invite people over and not need to apologize for the mess.
I started this June 1. I've been doing a bit every day and already a few places in the house that were always cluttered are now cleared off and I’m starting to get into the habit of just picking something up and putting it away when I’m done with it…this may seem logical to the rest of the world, but it is nearly an epiphany to me. Quite honestly, J’s been looking at me like I’m nuts when I do it now, as it’s totally out of character for the most part.
The cool thing is I can actually see improvements and it’s encouraging. It’s like when I changed my eating & exercise habits...I want to find out what actually works for me; start small, and do it forever, not just when I feel like it.
The trick is to see how long I can keep it up. The whole point of posting this is that I’m going to update every month about if I’m keeping up with the whole thing. Wish me luck…and just maybe I’ll invite you all over to my clean house some day for a BBQ…and you can even come inside!
I just want to be able to sit back with a Harp and think – “ah, my home!” and not ignore all the things that I need to do enjoy it…as long as I’m trying that is enough for now.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Boo urns
In the words of Emmanuel Zorg "I am very disappointed".
We went with friends for a night out for beer and wings and to see The Omen last night, what with it being 06-06-06 and all. Now I've never seen the original, and I don't expect much at all from cheesey/scary films...but MAN this film was just boring. They had an interesting link to current events in the first few minutes, but after that it just tanked. When people in the theatre are laughing at a scary movie and looking at their watches, you know it's not good. I was, well, bored. Not scared. Not even kind of scared - and I get scared at stupid movies (the Ring, for example, freaked me out for weeks). Other than a few interesting ways for people to die, it was just silly and to quote the Clerks animated series "I want my 8 bucks back". I enjoyed the pie I had at a coffee house after the movie more than the movie...and it wasn't very good pie.
The only good thing that came out of it is a plan for us all to get together for an all night fest of cheesy horror films and MST3K them all night. Hope that comes to be. I know The Omen won't be one of the films of choice for that night though.
We went with friends for a night out for beer and wings and to see The Omen last night, what with it being 06-06-06 and all. Now I've never seen the original, and I don't expect much at all from cheesey/scary films...but MAN this film was just boring. They had an interesting link to current events in the first few minutes, but after that it just tanked. When people in the theatre are laughing at a scary movie and looking at their watches, you know it's not good. I was, well, bored. Not scared. Not even kind of scared - and I get scared at stupid movies (the Ring, for example, freaked me out for weeks). Other than a few interesting ways for people to die, it was just silly and to quote the Clerks animated series "I want my 8 bucks back". I enjoyed the pie I had at a coffee house after the movie more than the movie...and it wasn't very good pie.
The only good thing that came out of it is a plan for us all to get together for an all night fest of cheesy horror films and MST3K them all night. Hope that comes to be. I know The Omen won't be one of the films of choice for that night though.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Addiction
I have become hooked on Six Feet Under.
I didn't realise it until we finished season one on thursday and then I had to wait a few days to borrow season 2 from a friend. I was out all afternoon and evening after work yesterday, helping plan a stagette party for J's sister and got home late. I was actually joking about it last night when I got home saying I was going through withdrawal...and J grinned and led me downstairs to the couch, turned ont he TV and lo and behold...season 2!
Cool...
I didn't realise it until we finished season one on thursday and then I had to wait a few days to borrow season 2 from a friend. I was out all afternoon and evening after work yesterday, helping plan a stagette party for J's sister and got home late. I was actually joking about it last night when I got home saying I was going through withdrawal...and J grinned and led me downstairs to the couch, turned ont he TV and lo and behold...season 2!
Cool...
Monday, June 05, 2006
Earliest Memory
Until I was 5 we lived on an acreage in a house with blue trim down by a stream with blueberries and frogs and birds all over the place. My best friend lived down a windy path a few minutes away. I loved it.
My first memory that I can piece together that isn't just images is of our kitchen curtains. They were orange...you know, the old seventies orange patterned waffly fabric kind. They framed a big picture window that looked out over the trees. I remember a bird hit the window - a big fat robin. I ran outside (I think I was about 3) and picked it up. It was still breathing and I was worried about it. Mom helped me make it a little "bird bed" out of a towel and I just laid down on the deck and stared at it until it got up shook it's head a bit and flew off. I was so happy. I spent the next few weeks looking for "my robin" (I think I called it Robbie or something original like that...) until our puppy Scottie wandered into our yard as a stray a few weeks later. After that Scottie was all I could think about for ages.
Those goofy curtains are up at my parent's cabin now...they're ugly. But Mom can't get rid of them and I don't think I'd want her to. They are just right some how...
Sunday Scribblings is a creative writing project. Check it out.
My first memory that I can piece together that isn't just images is of our kitchen curtains. They were orange...you know, the old seventies orange patterned waffly fabric kind. They framed a big picture window that looked out over the trees. I remember a bird hit the window - a big fat robin. I ran outside (I think I was about 3) and picked it up. It was still breathing and I was worried about it. Mom helped me make it a little "bird bed" out of a towel and I just laid down on the deck and stared at it until it got up shook it's head a bit and flew off. I was so happy. I spent the next few weeks looking for "my robin" (I think I called it Robbie or something original like that...) until our puppy Scottie wandered into our yard as a stray a few weeks later. After that Scottie was all I could think about for ages.
Those goofy curtains are up at my parent's cabin now...they're ugly. But Mom can't get rid of them and I don't think I'd want her to. They are just right some how...
Sunday Scribblings is a creative writing project. Check it out.
Friday, June 02, 2006
Being normal is delicious
What a day...I was blindsided by a migraine this morning and I pretty much hid in the dark until this afternoon while I tried to convince the guy with the icepick behind my eye to go for a smoke break. Everything had an aura around it and light was the enemy..I know how vampires feel when I get like this. J was sweet, he kept me company, listened to me moan and made me spirals and cheese and iced tea (he can't cook much but he makes the best KD in the 'verse).
And as I am reminded of every time I have a dazzle headache, I have to say that there is nothing like agony to make you appreciate the wonderfullness of just feeling normal.
Normal is fantsastic.
Freaking wonderful in fact.
I am nearly delirious to be sitting here sipping a cup of coffee and feeling ever so everyday and completely and totally ho hum average.
I have celebrated my normality with waffles and strawberries and whip cream for supper...being normal is delicious.
And as I am reminded of every time I have a dazzle headache, I have to say that there is nothing like agony to make you appreciate the wonderfullness of just feeling normal.
Normal is fantsastic.
Freaking wonderful in fact.
I am nearly delirious to be sitting here sipping a cup of coffee and feeling ever so everyday and completely and totally ho hum average.
I have celebrated my normality with waffles and strawberries and whip cream for supper...being normal is delicious.
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Yesterday you walked me home
Yesterday as I walked home,
carrying my umbrella in the crook of my arm,
the sun shone brilliantly on the path.
Walking by the river
I noticed a man by a bench up ahead.
His profile dressed in blue and brown
made my heart skip a beat.
You turned your head and smiled at me
with eyes like molasses.
I smiled back.
I blinked and I was standing beside you,
holding your hand
and watching the pelicans fly
past the clouds and under the bridge
as we started our walk home.
carrying my umbrella in the crook of my arm,
the sun shone brilliantly on the path.
Walking by the river
I noticed a man by a bench up ahead.
His profile dressed in blue and brown
made my heart skip a beat.
You turned your head and smiled at me
with eyes like molasses.
I smiled back.
I blinked and I was standing beside you,
holding your hand
and watching the pelicans fly
past the clouds and under the bridge
as we started our walk home.
4 X 4...Y?
I love these people. They are trying, in the UK, to get changes made to legislation to have SUV drivers who live in urban centres to pay extra fuel tax and essentially try and make their owners understand tha SUVs are for the wilderness and back road hauling, not commuting to work, driving the kids to school or buying groceries and stopping at Starbucks. Me? If I had to go big, I'm a wagon person myself...my pinto wagon made me realise you buy a car you need and drive it for what you need it to do. Having said this, I doubt I'll ever need one again though. We have a little putt putt Tercel - small, good on gas. Occasionally we get miffed when there are larger things to haul, but if we have to we figure out how to arrange it. We do NOT need an SUV. Even if we had kids. My parents drove me and my brother and all our stuff around in a little Chevette for years and we were just fine. Heck, buy a trailer for the odd time you need to carry more. Don't drive a huge gas guzzling monster. The fact that my sister in law wants a hummer for a wedding car nextmonth is a sign of how wacked out things are...
Anyways, I'm ranting off topic. I think these guys have a great idea. They are trying to make drivers more responsible and aware, to save fuel and reduce pollution and try and get us all back in to the mindset of just getting what we need. They even have "fake" tickets to print off and put on SUV dashboards that ask the drivers why they are driving an SUV in the city and remind them that there are alternatives.
We need to do this here in Canada. Anyone else up for it??
Anyways, I'm ranting off topic. I think these guys have a great idea. They are trying to make drivers more responsible and aware, to save fuel and reduce pollution and try and get us all back in to the mindset of just getting what we need. They even have "fake" tickets to print off and put on SUV dashboards that ask the drivers why they are driving an SUV in the city and remind them that there are alternatives.
We need to do this here in Canada. Anyone else up for it??
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