As you may or may not have noticed, I've been kinda sorta absent for several months now. Not sure why because I've still visited on a daily basis, just not writing anything. So, in an effort to get going again I need your help .... if you're even still visiting me or have completely given up on me . . . Ask me anything, or give me a topic to expound upon. Please keep it "G" rated.
I'll try to do my best impression of a blogger.
Cheers,
LJ
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Little Known Update
I get to add a candle to the cake of my life tomorrow.
Call the fire-department. It's going to be a blazer.
49
Doesn't seem real. But I'll deal.
Call the fire-department. It's going to be a blazer.
49
Doesn't seem real. But I'll deal.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Darth Vader would be proud
I know this is floating around out there, but I had to share it with you.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
A New Read!!!
A friend put me on to this new blog (new to me), and it is HI-LARRY-US! Particularly "Dongs Don't Understand Basic Concepts Like Moving".
Hyperbole and a Half
Take a minute and give it a read (since I'm not writing these days. She's way more funnier than me anyways.)
Hyperbole and a Half
Take a minute and give it a read (since I'm not writing these days. She's way more funnier than me anyways.)
Monday, January 3, 2011
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Merry Ho Ho!
Not quite as cute as the last one, but ...... I couldn't help myself.
Other things just crack me up. And I apologize in advance.
Other things just crack me up. And I apologize in advance.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
I have a new title
My husband and I decided to launch out and do some Christmas shopping on the last Saturday before Christmas. Crazy or what?
Anyway during errands I needed to drop an item off at a friends place. Angela is the daughter of a co-worker and she and her three children visit the office often for coffee and a visit. (Gotta love a casual work place). So I've got to know and love her three kids - a 2.5 yr old boy, a 4 yr old girl, and a 9 yr old girl.
I've grown very attached to the kids and I think the feeling is mutual.
When we dropped in on them today they had a couple of cousins over playing. We had quick chats and we left.
Angela called me a couple of hours later to tell me that she overheard this conversation between "K" (the 9 yr old) and her cousin:
Cousin: Who's LJ?
K: She's my adult best friend.
Cousin: What do you mean?
K: She's an adult and she's my best friend.
Now doesn't that warm the cockles of your ever-lovin' heart?
Anyway during errands I needed to drop an item off at a friends place. Angela is the daughter of a co-worker and she and her three children visit the office often for coffee and a visit. (Gotta love a casual work place). So I've got to know and love her three kids - a 2.5 yr old boy, a 4 yr old girl, and a 9 yr old girl.
I've grown very attached to the kids and I think the feeling is mutual.
When we dropped in on them today they had a couple of cousins over playing. We had quick chats and we left.
Angela called me a couple of hours later to tell me that she overheard this conversation between "K" (the 9 yr old) and her cousin:
Cousin: Who's LJ?
K: She's my adult best friend.
Cousin: What do you mean?
K: She's an adult and she's my best friend.
Now doesn't that warm the cockles of your ever-lovin' heart?
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
Advice Please
We can keep out cat out of our Christmas tree. If it weren't for the fact that it was fake and has built in lights - it would have no decoration at all. Even the angel on top is ready to jump shit.
Not amount of "time outs" work. Not amount of hauling by the scruff of the neck teaches the lesson.
We're at our witts end (not far to go in the first place, mind you), and don't know what to do for Christmas. Can we get away without actually decorating it?
There's an actual hallow all the way around the middle were he's bent down all the branches.
We don't know what to do next, and euthanasia seems like a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
What do you do with a problem like Pirate?
Not amount of "time outs" work. Not amount of hauling by the scruff of the neck teaches the lesson.
We're at our witts end (not far to go in the first place, mind you), and don't know what to do for Christmas. Can we get away without actually decorating it?
There's an actual hallow all the way around the middle were he's bent down all the branches.
We don't know what to do next, and euthanasia seems like a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
What do you do with a problem like Pirate?
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
No Peeking ....
It must be December. I seem to barely come up for air these days, but its all good.
I had to share my most recent creation with you my very supportive readers. And in a crush to figure out family gifts I decided that some felting was in order. So if you're a family member of mine ..... don't read any further (Katie you won't tell you dad will you?).
Here is a picture of Sasha my oldest brothers dog. Sasha passed away a couple of years ago, but has a very special place in my brothers heart. She went everywhere with him. Cross Country skiing, hiking, camping .... life. And I know that she left a giant hole in his heart when her years were up.
And here is my rendition of her in felt.
What say you? Did I do ok? I hope my brother likes it, and part of me wishes I could be there when he opens it up, and part of me .... is a little worried. Guys are funny that way - you never know if you've hit the mark with them when it comes to gifts.
Is it just me, or are men hard to buy for?
On a side note: I have a girlfriend who sells things at craft fairs, and she participated in a small one last week. She asked me if I'd like her to try to sell some of my work at the fair. So on a lark I pulled all the ones that I would sell, threw some reasonable price tags on them, and sent them away with her. A dozen pieces or so on my prides and joys - except one. One particular little penguin was something I made at a workshop and is in a completely different style then I like to work. I didn't like him even enough to give him away. I can't even show you a picture, because I never took one.
Wouldn't you know it .... that stupid little penguin was the ONLY thing that sold. There's no accounting for taste.
I am not dissuaded. I will continue to create AND create the way I want too! So there.
I had to share my most recent creation with you my very supportive readers. And in a crush to figure out family gifts I decided that some felting was in order. So if you're a family member of mine ..... don't read any further (Katie you won't tell you dad will you?).
Here is a picture of Sasha my oldest brothers dog. Sasha passed away a couple of years ago, but has a very special place in my brothers heart. She went everywhere with him. Cross Country skiing, hiking, camping .... life. And I know that she left a giant hole in his heart when her years were up.
And here is my rendition of her in felt.
What say you? Did I do ok? I hope my brother likes it, and part of me wishes I could be there when he opens it up, and part of me .... is a little worried. Guys are funny that way - you never know if you've hit the mark with them when it comes to gifts.
Is it just me, or are men hard to buy for?
On a side note: I have a girlfriend who sells things at craft fairs, and she participated in a small one last week. She asked me if I'd like her to try to sell some of my work at the fair. So on a lark I pulled all the ones that I would sell, threw some reasonable price tags on them, and sent them away with her. A dozen pieces or so on my prides and joys - except one. One particular little penguin was something I made at a workshop and is in a completely different style then I like to work. I didn't like him even enough to give him away. I can't even show you a picture, because I never took one.
Wouldn't you know it .... that stupid little penguin was the ONLY thing that sold. There's no accounting for taste.
I am not dissuaded. I will continue to create AND create the way I want too! So there.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Please accept my resignation. I don't want to belong to any club that will accept me as a member.
Groucho Marx said that, but its something (or a paraphrase of) I've used often. Back in October a girlfriend asked me if I was interested in joining a group of ladies that held a "P.P.P." evening.
Now, before I get into what the 3 P's group is all about I have to tell you that I tend not to 'join' anything. When I commit to something I really want to COMMIT to it. I want to make sure that I will 100% participate in whatever it is that I've agreed to do. Hence, I don't tend to sign up for much. I'm very much afraid of letting people down, even myself. So I take the chicken way out and don't get involved with much.
But ..... I also realized that since my husband in not a social person that I also really needed to make an effort to get out and be with people on a social level, and in particular women. I'm an introvert at heart, but I like people enough to want to spend some time in the company of. Outside of work of course, but I can overdose on people just by the nature of my job.
So anyway - against my husbands cautioning of not being able to commit to things I sallied forth and said 'yes' to this once a month feminine social gathering of 12.
I've been to 2 evenings so far, and so far - I've enjoyed myself very much. Now to the explanation of what the three P's are:
1) Party
2) Pig-out
3) Pamper
Simple isn't it? Simple rules to follow as well. We only have 12 (somewhat random) women who have been invited into the group to meet on a once a month basis. You must commit to it for one year. Once a month one women hosts the evening (any evening of her choosing and everyone else's availability). The only thing the host needs to supply is some forms of beverage and a "party" place. The other women each bring the "Pig-out" food offerings. Each women also brings $20 for the pot and sometime during the evening a draw is held with the names of the ladies attending (with the exception of the hostess). The winner of the draw is the designated hostess for the next month, and she gets the pot of $240. Here comes the "pamper" part - sometime before the next gathering the winner and next hostess is to do something out-of-the-ordinary special for herself with the $240. She is NOT to spend it on bills. She is NOT to spend it on her children or family. She is NOT to spend it on groceries. She is ONLY to pamper herself with something she wouldn't normally do. Then she has to tell us what she did with the money when we gather again at her house.
At my first meeting with these ladies (and I must add here that I only knew 3 of the ladies, and that was by coincidence outside of the lady who invited me. So this is a unique way of meeting new people) the women who won the pot was so excited, she immediately announced that she was going to get a "Brazilian Blowout". Which I understand that for people who have uncontrollably curly hair and want straight hair this is the biggest news since sliced bread.
HOWEVER - this procedure has been banned in Canada and she wasn't able to do the do. It seems there's this little chemical called formaldehyde that gets created in the process and its a bit frowned upon up here in the great white north.
Don't worry, the lady in question still pampered herself with an extremely expensive hair cute and facial.
The next pot winner - who will be hosting next month, has decided that we will do a Christmas tree decoration swap. We are each to bring a decoration that best describes us, and we exchange them anonymously and have to guess who the giver was. In following years as you put up the ornament you think fondly of the fellow PPP member.
So, I will continue with this club until they find out I'm a member and kick me out.
(P.S. Anyone care to guess what I'll do for my ornament?)
Now, before I get into what the 3 P's group is all about I have to tell you that I tend not to 'join' anything. When I commit to something I really want to COMMIT to it. I want to make sure that I will 100% participate in whatever it is that I've agreed to do. Hence, I don't tend to sign up for much. I'm very much afraid of letting people down, even myself. So I take the chicken way out and don't get involved with much.
But ..... I also realized that since my husband in not a social person that I also really needed to make an effort to get out and be with people on a social level, and in particular women. I'm an introvert at heart, but I like people enough to want to spend some time in the company of. Outside of work of course, but I can overdose on people just by the nature of my job.
So anyway - against my husbands cautioning of not being able to commit to things I sallied forth and said 'yes' to this once a month feminine social gathering of 12.
I've been to 2 evenings so far, and so far - I've enjoyed myself very much. Now to the explanation of what the three P's are:
1) Party
2) Pig-out
3) Pamper
Simple isn't it? Simple rules to follow as well. We only have 12 (somewhat random) women who have been invited into the group to meet on a once a month basis. You must commit to it for one year. Once a month one women hosts the evening (any evening of her choosing and everyone else's availability). The only thing the host needs to supply is some forms of beverage and a "party" place. The other women each bring the "Pig-out" food offerings. Each women also brings $20 for the pot and sometime during the evening a draw is held with the names of the ladies attending (with the exception of the hostess). The winner of the draw is the designated hostess for the next month, and she gets the pot of $240. Here comes the "pamper" part - sometime before the next gathering the winner and next hostess is to do something out-of-the-ordinary special for herself with the $240. She is NOT to spend it on bills. She is NOT to spend it on her children or family. She is NOT to spend it on groceries. She is ONLY to pamper herself with something she wouldn't normally do. Then she has to tell us what she did with the money when we gather again at her house.
At my first meeting with these ladies (and I must add here that I only knew 3 of the ladies, and that was by coincidence outside of the lady who invited me. So this is a unique way of meeting new people) the women who won the pot was so excited, she immediately announced that she was going to get a "Brazilian Blowout". Which I understand that for people who have uncontrollably curly hair and want straight hair this is the biggest news since sliced bread.
HOWEVER - this procedure has been banned in Canada and she wasn't able to do the do. It seems there's this little chemical called formaldehyde that gets created in the process and its a bit frowned upon up here in the great white north.
Don't worry, the lady in question still pampered herself with an extremely expensive hair cute and facial.
The next pot winner - who will be hosting next month, has decided that we will do a Christmas tree decoration swap. We are each to bring a decoration that best describes us, and we exchange them anonymously and have to guess who the giver was. In following years as you put up the ornament you think fondly of the fellow PPP member.
So, I will continue with this club until they find out I'm a member and kick me out.
(P.S. Anyone care to guess what I'll do for my ornament?)
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Aspiring to Bigger Things - But Afraid
Many of you are well aware of the needle felting craft I took up about a year ago. Each little creation comes from my heart, and often - starting them is the most difficult thing. I have very little confidence in my abilities, but do try to push those thoughts to the side and just go with my heart. I've had a lot of fun making the items, and hope not to stop any time soon.
Recently I purchased a new book called "Needle Felting - To The Point" by an artist that simply goes by Harlan. I aspire to be this good.
The artists ability to create so much detail and expression leaves me in complete awe.
This one, is my all time favourite.
It is so extraordinarily cat-like, it takes my breath away.
So when people (and by people I mean Lin) ask/hint to me to create something so specific and special as their own pet - I panic. And by no means do I intone that Lin should feel bad for her suggestion. It's legitimate, but it feels so far beyond my capabilities to do justice to the project.
You see - - - I never want to disappoint people. I don't want to attempt and fail.
It's one thing to create a mythical figure or animal from my head. Somehow that gives me no impression of need for perfection. When its a creature/creation that has simply come from my imagination, I only have to set the bar to my height. But when its a very specific item that means more to the receiver of the gift than to me - that bar feels beyond reach.
Do I sound hard on myself? I probably am. It's only ever been in my artistic endeavours that I've felt so passionate about competency. I sucked as a student in school. A top grade of C+ made me giddy with accomplishment. But not when it came to my art. That was in a field all on its own.
Where am I going with the entry? I have no idea. I have been inspired by recently encouragement (you know who you are), and this new needle felting book has fed flame to the fire. There very well may be an orange stripey cat in my not-to-distant future attempts. You'll just have to stay tuned to find out.
Recently I purchased a new book called "Needle Felting - To The Point" by an artist that simply goes by Harlan. I aspire to be this good.
The artists ability to create so much detail and expression leaves me in complete awe.
This one, is my all time favourite.
It is so extraordinarily cat-like, it takes my breath away.
So when people (and by people I mean Lin) ask/hint to me to create something so specific and special as their own pet - I panic. And by no means do I intone that Lin should feel bad for her suggestion. It's legitimate, but it feels so far beyond my capabilities to do justice to the project.
You see - - - I never want to disappoint people. I don't want to attempt and fail.
It's one thing to create a mythical figure or animal from my head. Somehow that gives me no impression of need for perfection. When its a creature/creation that has simply come from my imagination, I only have to set the bar to my height. But when its a very specific item that means more to the receiver of the gift than to me - that bar feels beyond reach.
Do I sound hard on myself? I probably am. It's only ever been in my artistic endeavours that I've felt so passionate about competency. I sucked as a student in school. A top grade of C+ made me giddy with accomplishment. But not when it came to my art. That was in a field all on its own.
Where am I going with the entry? I have no idea. I have been inspired by recently encouragement (you know who you are), and this new needle felting book has fed flame to the fire. There very well may be an orange stripey cat in my not-to-distant future attempts. You'll just have to stay tuned to find out.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
This Would Be A Very Cool Experience!
I had to add this one because it cracked me up.
For more of this last one - check out improverywhere.com HIGH-Larious!!!
Monday, November 15, 2010
32 Truths for Mature Humans
You've probably already seen this or received it as a frwd, but I saw it today and it gave me a much needed snicker.
I'd like to add that I totally don't get #5. It's simple if you really think about it.
I'd like to add that I totally don't get #5. It's simple if you really think about it.
Friday, November 12, 2010
A Productive Holiday
There's nothing like a holiday mid week to make me happy.
Our office was closed yesterday and I'm back in today. A little discombobulating, but I'm not complaining.
But I had a most excellent day yesterday - let me tell you about it. I didn't wake/get up until 10:45am!!! Can you spell - I NEEDED SOME SLEEP! And made a point of not rushing into anything. Just play the day out as it was to go. Point in fact: I didn't get out of my PJ's until 5pm when we went out to dinner. Talk about lazy.
However, lazy only went as far as my mode of dress. I pulled out my laptop and my crafting gear and plunked myself down for some good movie watching and Christmas card making.
I'd missed the airing of "Glee - Rocky Horror" episode, so I'd downloaded it and sang along. Then I moved on to the first two episodes of "The Event". A new show on this fall, and the jury is still out on whether I'll keep watching it. Then I moved over to Netflix and watched "All About Steve" with Sandra Bullock. I love Sandra Bullock - even if this movie wasn't great, I still love me some Sandra.
Through all of the watching and listening I managed to make 18 Christmas cards from scratch. I am most please with myself!!
I suppose I should have assisted my husband, who took it upon himself to vacuum the house as well as condition the leather furniture. But far be it from me to get in the way of a husband doing domestic duties ..... no, I stayed glued to my kitchen table, paper crafting, television watching - and enjoyed every stinking minute of it.
Later that even, after closing up the craft shop and dinner - I settled in for some regular TV with the hubby and needle felting.
I really do have a thing for multi-tasking don't I.
Anyway - I finished a 3rd and smaller gecko. A friend of mine will be having a table at a craft fair next month and has kindly volunteered to sell some of my works. I've got several more projects to complete for it, but in the end - what I get done, I get done. I can't push myself any harder than that otherwise it takes the fun out of the hobby. The stressful point is trying to figure out what the items are worth ..... I won't go there now.
So all in all I had a great holiday day. I do thank the soldiers who keep our country safe, and who have kept our country safe. Both my grandfathers served in the 1st World War, and my parents in the 2nd World War. I never knew any of my grandparents, but do have war mementos to remind me of the sacrifices they made. Thanks.
Our office was closed yesterday and I'm back in today. A little discombobulating, but I'm not complaining.
But I had a most excellent day yesterday - let me tell you about it. I didn't wake/get up until 10:45am!!! Can you spell - I NEEDED SOME SLEEP! And made a point of not rushing into anything. Just play the day out as it was to go. Point in fact: I didn't get out of my PJ's until 5pm when we went out to dinner. Talk about lazy.
However, lazy only went as far as my mode of dress. I pulled out my laptop and my crafting gear and plunked myself down for some good movie watching and Christmas card making.
I'd missed the airing of "Glee - Rocky Horror" episode, so I'd downloaded it and sang along. Then I moved on to the first two episodes of "The Event". A new show on this fall, and the jury is still out on whether I'll keep watching it. Then I moved over to Netflix and watched "All About Steve" with Sandra Bullock. I love Sandra Bullock - even if this movie wasn't great, I still love me some Sandra.
Through all of the watching and listening I managed to make 18 Christmas cards from scratch. I am most please with myself!!
I suppose I should have assisted my husband, who took it upon himself to vacuum the house as well as condition the leather furniture. But far be it from me to get in the way of a husband doing domestic duties ..... no, I stayed glued to my kitchen table, paper crafting, television watching - and enjoyed every stinking minute of it.
Later that even, after closing up the craft shop and dinner - I settled in for some regular TV with the hubby and needle felting.
I really do have a thing for multi-tasking don't I.
Anyway - I finished a 3rd and smaller gecko. A friend of mine will be having a table at a craft fair next month and has kindly volunteered to sell some of my works. I've got several more projects to complete for it, but in the end - what I get done, I get done. I can't push myself any harder than that otherwise it takes the fun out of the hobby. The stressful point is trying to figure out what the items are worth ..... I won't go there now.
So all in all I had a great holiday day. I do thank the soldiers who keep our country safe, and who have kept our country safe. Both my grandfathers served in the 1st World War, and my parents in the 2nd World War. I never knew any of my grandparents, but do have war mementos to remind me of the sacrifices they made. Thanks.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Bring It On!!!
Meet Larry, a distant cousin to Liz (previous entry).
And a cup of coffee for the guy who has everything.
I seem to be on a role. Which is a good thing. I should be thinking about Christmas gifts, but alas .... those kinds of inspirations aren't coming nearly so easily.
And a cup of coffee for the guy who has everything.
I seem to be on a role. Which is a good thing. I should be thinking about Christmas gifts, but alas .... those kinds of inspirations aren't coming nearly so easily.
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