This is an email from The Sumo that I recieved today:
So,
I go into the toilets, swing the door open violently then hear an 'ooh' behind it. Cue girl with coffee close to the other side of the door. No prob, she doesn't spill it. Now I'm standing there and the door is shutting and she has all her hands full and is about to get shut in the door. So, with my left hand I stop the door. However, she still can't fit out. I can't open it with my awkardly placed left arm so I reach around to grab it with my right arm... failure to disconnect left hand from door.
Then I realise with horror that both my left and right hands at holding the door, and she is between them…
AND I AM CUDDLING HER!
Worse…her response…
Awwwwww thank you.
Hahahahahahaha. Off to lunch…ciao
You have to love her, you just do.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
On Pink: My Place and Yours
Oh yeah, week two of My Place and Yours.
Well, I do have some pink in my house, what with it being a house of girls and all, but I decided to go find what pink is left from the Summer as Autumn creeps in.
Here's what I found on my walk to the graveyard:
Pink is kind of non-descript to me, strangely. I have a bright pink cardi. I have a lovely pink flower brooch. But I'm more of a red/blue/green girl myself!
Still, I so enjoyed looking for pink today and I was so amazed where I found it - in the flax leaves, on a grave, in the tired roses. I like it faded and sweet and I like it strong and hopeful, in the buds.
Hope you enjoy the pics, and do check out some of the others, 'specially my beautiful sister's pinks here.
I'm so enjoying this, thanks Danielle.
Well, I do have some pink in my house, what with it being a house of girls and all, but I decided to go find what pink is left from the Summer as Autumn creeps in.
Here's what I found on my walk to the graveyard:
Pink is kind of non-descript to me, strangely. I have a bright pink cardi. I have a lovely pink flower brooch. But I'm more of a red/blue/green girl myself!
Still, I so enjoyed looking for pink today and I was so amazed where I found it - in the flax leaves, on a grave, in the tired roses. I like it faded and sweet and I like it strong and hopeful, in the buds.
Hope you enjoy the pics, and do check out some of the others, 'specially my beautiful sister's pinks here.
I'm so enjoying this, thanks Danielle.
Friday, March 12, 2010
File this under 'random'
I just DON'T GET why the judges like that Dwayne/Dwight guy on AI. Seriously? So mundane. Talk about karaoke.
Oooh while I'm here let me tell you about a new favorite: love/hate jewellery from Australia. I especially love their hot air balloon earrings and, well, really all of their brooches. Check 'em out here.
Anyways, I had a new hair cut this week.
Oooh while I'm here let me tell you about a new favorite: love/hate jewellery from Australia. I especially love their hot air balloon earrings and, well, really all of their brooches. Check 'em out here.
Anyways, I had a new hair cut this week.
Ta da!
I'm very happy with it - there's some colour in there two, not that you can see it, but it's cute and it's fun and I overheard my hairdresser say to my sister about me "I think she's quietly out there!". And that made me warm inside. I am out there. Quietly.
I've got some other random pics to share:
dead head
bit of a flag
bit of bridge
These are some of my favorite kinds of photographs. Kind of random, very textured, heavy on the colour.
In other news, my room is still tidy (miracle of miracles) and here's another pic of it.
Tuesday, March 09, 2010
Self Portrait
So this is me.
My sister does this thing called 'my place and yours' and I believe it explains why she has tidy parts of her house, despite the absolutely manic place at which she lives her life.
This week it's self portrait.
I used this photo because I took it last night and I think it kind of sums me up somehow.
I'm imperfect - but that's okay:
ring the bell that still can ring
forget your perfect offering
there is a crack in everything
that's how the light gets in
- Leonard Cohen
I love to take pictures and to play with them after. I love to write poetry and to read it and share it. I love to knit. I love to be with my friends and with my family. I love to be outside. I love trees and I love birds. I love the seasons. I'm excited about Autumn, and about moving to Sydney and about the Sumo getting her hair cut tomorrow.
I love blogging and I love reading the blogs of amazing folk who make their worlds beautiful.
I love to read fantasy novels about other worlds and about magic.
I love my room.
I love clothes.
I love jewellery, especially.
I have hopes for my life and also fears.
Last year I learned about family and what it means to belong.
Last year I learned to sew.
This year I'm going to make a quilt.
This year I'm learning about my creativity.
This year I am learning to trust the good.
This is me.
On travelling to Charteris Bay...
On the weekend just gone I travelled out to Charteris Bay on the Peninsula with the Sumo and my Dad for a quiet weekend. Stayed in this amazing 1970's house with fab views over the Harbour.
Got a bunch of knitting done and read my book, cooked for the others while they toiled away with their work.
Here is my tribute, to Charteris Bay and to the transition from Summer to Autumn...
Monday, March 08, 2010
Warning: Photo Overload
Everything I owned was in the floor.
Jumbled.
Not even a path to my bed.
My parents would have been sad, if they had seen it. It did make my other flatmates feel better though, because their rooms were ALWAYS tidier than mine.
Anyway, I tidied.
And then I took photos.
And here are those photos.
Thank you Picnik.
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