A Dream Interpreter Needed

I've been having a recurring dream lately.

I'm visiting someone and at some point need to use the bathroom. Generally I find the toilet in less than private surroundings (large rooms and often with a line up or other other people milling about). What concerns me the most is ... while I'm using it, the dang privy comes off its base and can't be reattached. Spillage occurs (of course) all over the place. I quickly notice/assume that I'm not the first recipient of this foul treatment, and don't know what to do about it.

To top it all off - I DO NOT go about seeking my host or hostess to inform them of this mishap. In fact I slink away in hopes that the next person will break the news.

So ... what do you brilliant peeps think of all this? Or should I really ask.

Another Step Towards Adulthood

We did it! We finally agreed upon, and paid for new living room furniture!!

Last weekend (on our third trip to the same store) we sat down on a couch and love seat set and said - at the same time - "hey! What do you think about this one?" with identical enthusiasm and pleasure. Our butts felt at home. This truly was a mind blowing experience. We rarely agree on anything.

Mind you it did take three weekends, and over 11 furniture stores, and countless pieces of furniture.

This rates right up there with purchasing a new car last January. I feel so mature.

In my 47 years on this earth I have never purchased new furniture. I've always gleefully accepted other peoples cast-offs in order to level up in a bargain basement lifestyle. I feel more grown up now.

Now the bigger question remains - what do we do with the stuff we're getting rid of? They have come to their last living room, and its time to retire them to the great living room furniture pasture in the sky (or dump, whichever comes first).

Included in the new couch and love seat purchase is also a leather recliner. A "must have" or so my husband told me. My new fervent prayer will be to make it all fit into our little rental house living room. I hope I'm not around when its all delivered later this week. Oh Please Lord - let it be delivered this week.

A Silly Saturday Meme

You can thank H2Ophobic for this one. Seemed like a fun way to pass a Saturday morning.

How many keys are on your keychain?
To be honest – I have two key chains. One is for house and it has 4 keys, and the other one is for work and it has keys for every door in the building. And I’m desperately afraid of losing either one.

What curse word do you use the most?
"crap”, but I’m beginning to believe that this is growing into a more acceptable word, and less and less curse word.

Do you own an iPod?
No.

What time is your alarm clock set for?
7am.

How many suitcases do you own? Three

Do you wear flip-flops even when it’s cold outside?
No – generally May through to the end of September though.

Would you rather take the picture or be in the picture?
Take!

What was the last movie you watched?
At the theatre – “Whip It” with and by Drew Barrymore

What CD is currently in your CD player?
None. I don’t tend to listen to music all that often. Except the radio.

Has anyone told you a secret this week?
Who knows? I’m a church secretary, I hear all manner of confidential stuff every day.

What did you have for dinner last night?
leftovers.

Do you wear hoodies often?
I don't. I do own one though, but I don't wear it in public. They don’t look good, but it feels sooo good.

Can you whistle?
Yes, but you didn’t ask me if I whistled in tune.

Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?
My brother, long distance asking me what my other sister-in-laws birthday was, this morning.

What is your favorite ride at an amusement park?
Every rider at Disneyland – except the Tea Cups.

Do you think people talk about you behind your back?
I certainly hope so. That way I know I must be doing something worthy of gossiping about. Whether I live up to the rumours or not.

What area code are you in? 250

What is your biggest regret? I’m not sure about ‘biggest’, but I certainly regret what falls out of my mouth sometimes. Those are the hardest things to take back.

What movie(s) do you know every line to?
Can’t think of one.

When was your last plane ride? October 2008 to Orlando, Florida

How many chairs are at your dining room table? Four.

Can you speak any languages other than English?
I’m fluent in gibberish.

What color are your bedroom walls? Rental house grey/green

When was the last time you cried?
Last Sunday morning when I was reading “Angry Conversations with God”.

Do you have a desktop computer or a laptop?
both

Which do you make: wishes or plans?
My mom always said “don’t wish your life away”, so I try to strike a healthy balance between the two.


Can you skip rocks?
That perfect rock only comes around once.

Who was your favorite teacher? I had a crush on Mr. MacAllister, but I adored Miss Sly.

What two personality traits attract you most?
Humour, but not off colour or insulting. And someone who exudes a warmth and welcoming presence. (Is that a trait?)

What two personality traits do you most dislike?
Vulgar speech and humour. And an ego or attitude of “I’m better that you”.

What is your mother’s hometown? I’m not sure what my Mother would have called her ‘hometown’. It strikes me that if she were still alive to answer, she’d probably say her hometown was wherever she was living at that moment.

How many hours of sleep do you need to function?
Eight is ideal, but rarely received.

Do you eat breakfast daily?
Not unless you consider a cup of coffee breakfast.

Describe your typical weekday with three adjectives.
Exhausting, Fulfilling, and Ever-changing.

Did you ever get in trouble for talking in class?
Very occasionally. It all depended on the company I was keeping at the time.

What is your favorite fruit? Raspberry.

Do you believe in life on other planets? Not sure.

Who was the last person to piss you off?
Probably the husband, but it’s been a tough week at work too.

What do you tell yourself when times get hard?
Keep moving. This too shall pass.

Would you ever sky dive?
Doesn’t appeal to me in the least. Zip lines – I’m all over it.

Do you sleep on your side, tummy, or back?
Half side, half tummy – but definitely with my pillow over my head.

What character from a movie most reminds you of yourself?
If the question had been who I was the least like – my list would be endless. But trying to figure the opposite ….. I’ve no idea.

Have you ever bid for something on ebay?
Yes, but I wouldn’t do it again.

Do you enjoy giving hugs? Depends on the recipient.

Would you consider yourself to be fashionable?
No. Twenty years ago – yes, but not now in my late 40’s and overweight.

Does it annoy you when someone says they’ll call but never do?
Nah, cause’ I’m the worst offender.

What books, if any, have made you cry?
I mentioned it earlier “Angry Conversations with God”, but Susan E. Isaacs. It is a memoir book, and she was talking about when her father died.

Do you think you’re attractive? Absolutely not. But I could also substitute the same answer as I did with the “fashionable” question.

What are you allergic to?
I wear a Medic-Alert bracelet because of an allergy to Sulfa drugs and penicillin, but I used to joke that it also included men and height. (I’m 5’2” and up until I was 40 I was single).

If you were born the opposite sex, what would your name have been?
No idea. Thought never occurred to me before.

A Monday Meme I couldn't Resist.

An epitaph ever so fitting.

What will your obituary say?

Quickly with one last shriek, LJ Ducharme died laughing hysterically.

LJ Ducharme will be terribly missed by an easy bake oven.

What about yours?

I'm finally feeling ahead of the game

Last night I garnered shear inspiration. And with that inspiration came a trip to a local craft store. While rummaging around said craft store my mind was set afire with a new idea to try.

The long and the short of it was I crafted all evening.

I have a friend who loves watering cans and I came across a pattern to make a paper one. Since Christmas is just around the corner I thought I could use the pattern and make her a Christmasy type waterong can. But once finished it it seemed incomplete. For the life of me I couldn't find small poinsettias to finish off the look.

This is where the lightning bolt hit me while I was in the craft store. How hard could it be to make small poinsettias out of ribbon. Here's what I came up with ...



This was seriously a fun thing to figure out.

What I originally went to the store to get was glass beads to finish of some tree ornaments I'd made. This project was also a lot of fun, and very easy.



I think I'll either adorn these to the top of a present, or give them as a gift by themselves (I'm cheap that way).

Here's another one.



I'm having fun, and I LOVE IT when a plan comes together.

In fact - - I had so much fun creating these that I will make and send a watering can or tree ornament of your choice to the first three commenters on this entry. You can even dictate the colours, or if its the watering can then you can tell me the occasion that you want it for (the watering can can be for holiday or celebration). So, what do you say?

If you just want to comment, but don't want a prize that's ok too. I'm just happy when someone drops by to visit.

I So Love "The Office"

This show cracks me us.



Some may find this video offense. I apologize.

I have worked with (and probably been) office folks just like this.

Choosing the hill on which to Die

My husband and I have been married for 7 years. And coming into that marriage was an amalgamation of mismatched, so early goodwill that even Moses would have rejected it furniture. Seven years later – we still own and use the same stuff.

A couple of years ago we found a stray bolt on the floor, but couldn’t find where it came from. Fast-forward to a couple of weeks ago – the husband was leaning back in our hasn’t-seen-new-since-the-dawn-of-man, comfy, swivel rocker when SNAP! And he falls back hard against the wall.

It was bound to happen, but that long forgotten, discarded screw had been holding half the base of our chair in place. Without it’s solid grasp it left its companion screw holding the bag, and the bag could not longer take the pressure. We snapped the metal base in half – never to be repaired.

What would be the sense of replacing the one chair when the entire room could use the make-over. We began to realize that we – as a couple – had never purchased furniture together. This was going to be a true test of our relationship.

We’ve now spent the last two weekends locating and visiting furniture stores. And unless there are model trains involved, my husband has no patience for such things. I thought we could ease into the experience with lunch first then making it into the doors of the first stop (of many), but this only managed to prolong the coming pain.

Its funny - you live with a person long enough you ‘think’ you understand their tastes. I found out very quickly that what I thought my hubby liked and disliked – was not as first assumed. In fact, I was often shocked at his tastes (sometimes good, sometimes … meh), but I’m learning. I’m also learning to say “definitely NOT! In my house!” I’ve had to put my foot down when it came to the theater style couch with cup holders between each seat. He cannot see my logic, and I refuse to see his.

Never-the-less our search continues. We know we need to make a decision, and it must not linger like an extra stuck bandaid. I am determined to be sitting on new living room furniture by Christmas, if not sooner.