So I didn't hold up my end of the deal, you know, the blog every day thing because I have been plowing through Dark Angel. Yup, that's right, I don't show up 'cause I am watching old TV.
Redo greenery tomorrow and make whipped short bread. Basically ready for Christmas.
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Saturday, December 22, 2012
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
A MONTH!
Where did time go? Huh?!
Time for an update. It has been almost a month since I last thought I should try my hand at this.
So, the happenings of my life.
My poor cat had surgery, and now has a very ugly hair cut.
I got sick for the first time in three years. That threw a kink into my life for almost two weeks.
Winter has arrived. Rain and dark. I am in happyville. I know, I know, I'm crazy sauce. Nobody likes dark rainy days. Well I do, so suck it up.
Why haven't I talked about TV this season? Doctor Who and Downton Abbey and all the regular things and I haven't said anything? Crazy. I kinda liked Rory & Amy's ending. I did not like killing Sybil. I still like Tom Branson.
All in all good stuff. Just waiting for Christmas now.
I also haven't been updating the book count. Silly me. Seven? Eight? I actually lost count.
Been re-reading "A Civil Contract" by Georgette Heyer. It is solidly one of my favorites of hers. Not gooey romance, but the building of a relationship and marriage. I really like this one. I am trying not to over use the word love. Finding substitute words in the English language should not be that hard, I simply have a limited vocabulary.
Wanna see the manly buck who wandered into our yard? I took pictures.
Sorry about the phantom camera. I couldn't go out side for fear of disturbing him. He was almost on the porch.
Now I have to go eat carrot cake. Toodles.
Time for an update. It has been almost a month since I last thought I should try my hand at this.
So, the happenings of my life.
My poor cat had surgery, and now has a very ugly hair cut.
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| Tolliver in his cone and sweater. |
I got sick for the first time in three years. That threw a kink into my life for almost two weeks.
Winter has arrived. Rain and dark. I am in happyville. I know, I know, I'm crazy sauce. Nobody likes dark rainy days. Well I do, so suck it up.
Why haven't I talked about TV this season? Doctor Who and Downton Abbey and all the regular things and I haven't said anything? Crazy. I kinda liked Rory & Amy's ending. I did not like killing Sybil. I still like Tom Branson.
All in all good stuff. Just waiting for Christmas now.
I also haven't been updating the book count. Silly me. Seven? Eight? I actually lost count.
Been re-reading "A Civil Contract" by Georgette Heyer. It is solidly one of my favorites of hers. Not gooey romance, but the building of a relationship and marriage. I really like this one. I am trying not to over use the word love. Finding substitute words in the English language should not be that hard, I simply have a limited vocabulary.
Wanna see the manly buck who wandered into our yard? I took pictures.
Now I have to go eat carrot cake. Toodles.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Demands have been made.
I have been suffering form feeling the futility of words. There is nothing about me that is new, exciting or particularly interesting. So I haven't felt the urge to share. Nothing out of the ordinary happens to me and I do not have the talent to spin boring into a story.
(That only sounded mildly self absorbed, didn't it?)
So onwards.
Thing one: I got bangs. I have been asking hairdressers for years, if maybe, just maybe I could have bangs? They said no. I finally found one who thought it was my hair. It was a nice change, and I am going to stick with her.
Thing two: Courage was used today. I bought shorts. Summer is torture. Every thing is shorter, people want you to wear swimsuits.Just all round torture. But, I was brave and it went better than it has in the past.
Thing three: I got a ticket to the midnight showing for Harry Potter. This is the first time I will go to a midnight showing and it is for the last film.
Thing four: Melismas are evil.
Thing five: I want to talk about my faith, or spiritual journey, or something. I keep pulling a blank. Apparently I have no spiritual life. Talk about a freaky news flash.
Thing six: The Canucks won tonight. A happier Christina does this make.
Thing seven: I am just getting into Downtown Abbey, and the third and fourth episodes are on Sunday night. Goody!
GERONIMO
I have been suffering form feeling the futility of words. There is nothing about me that is new, exciting or particularly interesting. So I haven't felt the urge to share. Nothing out of the ordinary happens to me and I do not have the talent to spin boring into a story.
(That only sounded mildly self absorbed, didn't it?)
So onwards.
Thing one: I got bangs. I have been asking hairdressers for years, if maybe, just maybe I could have bangs? They said no. I finally found one who thought it was my hair. It was a nice change, and I am going to stick with her.
Thing two: Courage was used today. I bought shorts. Summer is torture. Every thing is shorter, people want you to wear swimsuits.Just all round torture. But, I was brave and it went better than it has in the past.
Thing three: I got a ticket to the midnight showing for Harry Potter. This is the first time I will go to a midnight showing and it is for the last film.
Thing four: Melismas are evil.
Thing five: I want to talk about my faith, or spiritual journey, or something. I keep pulling a blank. Apparently I have no spiritual life. Talk about a freaky news flash.
Thing six: The Canucks won tonight. A happier Christina does this make.
Thing seven: I am just getting into Downtown Abbey, and the third and fourth episodes are on Sunday night. Goody!
GERONIMO
Friday, May 27, 2011
It's thing Friday
Dear B. of K.
Thing one: I can feel myself turning into my mother. I don't mind, it's just weird. So we were shopping today, and in the check out line they had thank-you cards on sale, and two of the patterns could be masculine. Mum collects cards in a box so that when the occasion arises we have a card, but masculine thank-you cards are a little hard to find on sale. When I saw these cards I snatched them up with the statement that I had to start my own card box. I'm becoming my mum.
Thing two: Just when I think it is time to clean out my brain, someone, generally THE teacher of music gives out more work. She must sense that I am regaining consciousness or something. I have been singing this aria for a very short time when she tells me the interpretation could use work and could I please translate it word for word from the Italian. I, of course, say yes.
Thing three: I love book shopping. This might have been mentioned. But, in my journeys as a book shopper, I have developed a pattern. I ask if they have an obscure British author, they say no. Or sometimes not obscure, they still say no. Or they have the author, just not the books I am looking for. If someone ever says yes, I might scream, which would be inappropriate. It could happen though.
Thing four: Rhubarb crisp and ice cream is yummy.
Thing five: I am in the middle of a passionate love affair with cheese. I eat dairy approximately four weeks of every year. Cheese and ice cream. Yummy.
Thing six: The regular TV season is closing which means I have time to organize which TV shows I would like to watch and catch up on. This is going to be a blast. I like moving pictures.
Thing seven: Read a good book. Re-read a good book. Have a good weekend.
Thing one: I can feel myself turning into my mother. I don't mind, it's just weird. So we were shopping today, and in the check out line they had thank-you cards on sale, and two of the patterns could be masculine. Mum collects cards in a box so that when the occasion arises we have a card, but masculine thank-you cards are a little hard to find on sale. When I saw these cards I snatched them up with the statement that I had to start my own card box. I'm becoming my mum.
Thing two: Just when I think it is time to clean out my brain, someone, generally THE teacher of music gives out more work. She must sense that I am regaining consciousness or something. I have been singing this aria for a very short time when she tells me the interpretation could use work and could I please translate it word for word from the Italian. I, of course, say yes.
Thing three: I love book shopping. This might have been mentioned. But, in my journeys as a book shopper, I have developed a pattern. I ask if they have an obscure British author, they say no. Or sometimes not obscure, they still say no. Or they have the author, just not the books I am looking for. If someone ever says yes, I might scream, which would be inappropriate. It could happen though.
Thing four: Rhubarb crisp and ice cream is yummy.
Thing five: I am in the middle of a passionate love affair with cheese. I eat dairy approximately four weeks of every year. Cheese and ice cream. Yummy.
Thing six: The regular TV season is closing which means I have time to organize which TV shows I would like to watch and catch up on. This is going to be a blast. I like moving pictures.
Thing seven: Read a good book. Re-read a good book. Have a good weekend.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
I have two hours
Day the Seventh:
I spent a successful day watching way to much TV, but some things are necessary. I just finished season seven of Buffy. Consequentially my brain is zapped. I have no independent thought.
And the Tangled soundtrack is STILL stuck in my head!
Ta-ta.
GERONIMO
I spent a successful day watching way to much TV, but some things are necessary. I just finished season seven of Buffy. Consequentially my brain is zapped. I have no independent thought.
And the Tangled soundtrack is STILL stuck in my head!
Ta-ta.
GERONIMO
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