Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. -Marcel Proust
Saturday, 25 August 2007
p-i-e
This is what happens when I have a bit too much time on my hands and I don't want to go to the gym.
Apple- Strawberry Pie.
With home-made crust.
My first.
Yesterday was Minestrone soup. You'd think it was November.
Friday, 24 August 2007
I want an iPod shuffle (and an oompah loompah)
If you are a UK reader you may be interested in this ... LoveFilm is a lovely movie DVD delivery service. We love it. It is easy. They are giving an iPod Shuffle to people who refer 3 new customers. IF you follow this link, you get the first month free.
Sign up please so I can give my poor Mark this neat toy.
http://www.lovefilm.com/949fbpwm4/visitor/sign_up_1.html
Here's the official pitch:
Hi,
I'm a member of LOVEFiLM.com and you should be too. They've got every UK DVD available to rent, they deliver direct to your door and there are no late fees. Prices start at £4.99 but you can try it free for a month, no strings attached*, by clicking on the link below.
http://www.lovefilm.com/949fbpwm4/visitor/sign_up_1.html
These are the sort of titles you could be renting for free in just a couple of days. It only takes 2 minutes to join.
Enjoy!
* Terms and conditions
If you register for a free trial, a valid credit card is required. You will NOT be charged during the free trial. Depending on the package you choose, you may have either 1, 2 or 3 discs out at any one time and/or a capped number of discs per month. You can cancel your subscription at any time. Existing subscribers or those who have previously enjoyed a free trial with any LOVEFiLM-powered site are not eligible. At the end of your free trial, you will automatically become a paying member unless you cancel your subscription and return any of our discs in your possession BEFORE the end of your free trial. One trial per household. For full Terms and conditions click on the link above.
Sign up please so I can give my poor Mark this neat toy.
http://www.lovefilm.com/949fbpwm4/visitor/sign_up_1.html
Here's the official pitch:
Hi,
I'm a member of LOVEFiLM.com and you should be too. They've got every UK DVD available to rent, they deliver direct to your door and there are no late fees. Prices start at £4.99 but you can try it free for a month, no strings attached*, by clicking on the link below.
http://www.lovefilm.com/949fbpwm4/visitor/sign_up_1.html
These are the sort of titles you could be renting for free in just a couple of days. It only takes 2 minutes to join.
Enjoy!
* Terms and conditions
If you register for a free trial, a valid credit card is required. You will NOT be charged during the free trial. Depending on the package you choose, you may have either 1, 2 or 3 discs out at any one time and/or a capped number of discs per month. You can cancel your subscription at any time. Existing subscribers or those who have previously enjoyed a free trial with any LOVEFiLM-powered site are not eligible. At the end of your free trial, you will automatically become a paying member unless you cancel your subscription and return any of our discs in your possession BEFORE the end of your free trial. One trial per household. For full Terms and conditions click on the link above.
OCD
things I feel I have OCD about:
- bed making
- pillows on couches
- lighting
- clutter free surfaces
- e-mail checking
- Facebook checking
- stocking and replenishing household items and groceries
- laundry
- making soup
What kind of disease is this? No wonder I feel I don't have time to do things or to think or muse or relax? All this faffing about plumping pillows and making lists of toothpaste and milk and HP Sauce is taking up all my bleedin' time!
We are in a deep state of Waiting for the Next Thing here. It is almost time. Mark is finishing his dissertation and looking for a job. A job, which will hopefully secure many fundamental things in our future such as where we live, how we live, what I will do and at what level of financial security we will have, which dictates a whole other level of items. We kinda have to trust the universe.
Ultimately I believe things will work out, well, great. They tend to. And I believe that we will land squarely on our feet with the sunny side up. I really do believe that. And in my heart I know that no mater what happens we will be more than OK. But somehow making soup and keeping house and all my 'busy' work must weirdly be my brain's way of coping. Of control. It ain't much fun. But we have plenty of toilet paper at all times.
- bed making
- pillows on couches
- lighting
- clutter free surfaces
- e-mail checking
- Facebook checking
- stocking and replenishing household items and groceries
- laundry
- making soup
What kind of disease is this? No wonder I feel I don't have time to do things or to think or muse or relax? All this faffing about plumping pillows and making lists of toothpaste and milk and HP Sauce is taking up all my bleedin' time!
We are in a deep state of Waiting for the Next Thing here. It is almost time. Mark is finishing his dissertation and looking for a job. A job, which will hopefully secure many fundamental things in our future such as where we live, how we live, what I will do and at what level of financial security we will have, which dictates a whole other level of items. We kinda have to trust the universe.
Ultimately I believe things will work out, well, great. They tend to. And I believe that we will land squarely on our feet with the sunny side up. I really do believe that. And in my heart I know that no mater what happens we will be more than OK. But somehow making soup and keeping house and all my 'busy' work must weirdly be my brain's way of coping. Of control. It ain't much fun. But we have plenty of toilet paper at all times.
Thursday, 16 August 2007
winner
Wednesday, 15 August 2007
sunny side
I don’t mean to be so dear about it, but my favourite part of the day has become my walk to work.
I create a new path and meander the 20 minutes zigging and zagging to follow the sunny side until I reach my office. It dries my hair. It makes me breathe. You see, the last week or so has been featuring Actual Sun, which for us this summer is not just novel, but we are collectively gagging for it.
I spent last weekend in the south of England in the Bournemouth area with Lexie & Martin and it was 70+ degrees and azure, clear skies. I about died of happiness. I always professed to be one who enjoyed a melancholy, grey day… but I think I need to change my tune. The dark and unpredictable climate these last few months has really gotten to me in a way which I had not recognised. It isn’t just the warm temperatures, but the feeling of summer – relaxed, fun, silly, and light hearted I’ve been missing. Even though we grown ups (ok some of us grown ups!) have to go to an office and pretend to be adult, summer still can be a different state of mind. Linen and salad thinking, not black wool and potatoes.
Now, I wrote the above last week and it has been rainy on my daily sojourn to work, but it still applies even in the clouds. There is something about walking as a means of transport that slows you down enough to hear your head. The summer attitude I need to work on.
I create a new path and meander the 20 minutes zigging and zagging to follow the sunny side until I reach my office. It dries my hair. It makes me breathe. You see, the last week or so has been featuring Actual Sun, which for us this summer is not just novel, but we are collectively gagging for it.
I spent last weekend in the south of England in the Bournemouth area with Lexie & Martin and it was 70+ degrees and azure, clear skies. I about died of happiness. I always professed to be one who enjoyed a melancholy, grey day… but I think I need to change my tune. The dark and unpredictable climate these last few months has really gotten to me in a way which I had not recognised. It isn’t just the warm temperatures, but the feeling of summer – relaxed, fun, silly, and light hearted I’ve been missing. Even though we grown ups (ok some of us grown ups!) have to go to an office and pretend to be adult, summer still can be a different state of mind. Linen and salad thinking, not black wool and potatoes.
Now, I wrote the above last week and it has been rainy on my daily sojourn to work, but it still applies even in the clouds. There is something about walking as a means of transport that slows you down enough to hear your head. The summer attitude I need to work on.
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