Colour My World Photo Contest

(2nd entry in one day - you lucky people)

Over at Are We there Yet?, Christine is hosting a photo contest for colour. Check it out.

I wanted to play, but I couldn't decide on just one. Which one would you chose for the best colour?

1) Multi Coloured Wind Catchers


2) Glacial Lake Blue


3) Soft Pink Tulips


or 4) Hot Summer Red


Help me decide.

I'm dating myself, but do I kiss and tell?

Being a big TV watcher (yes – I admit it) I always find myself a little bit a loose ends at this time of year. All my regular shows are finished for the season. *

(* side note: You’d think that after a three or four month break during the strike they’d make up for it, but ….. Nooooooo!)

But last night as hubby and I were channel surfing we came across a classic film that everyone should watch at least once in their life - ”Bonnie and Clyde” (1967, Faye Dunaway and Warren Beatty). Watching it I could hardly tell this was a 40 year old movie. This 2 Oscar movie had amazing acting and cast. So many familiar faces that then would have been somewhat unknown, but today are considered experienced thespians – starters being Faye and Warren, but also Gene Hackman, Michael J. Pollard, Estelle Parsons, Gene Wilder, to name a few.

For such a tragic story they wrote quite a lot of humour into the script. Not to say this was a comedy by any means, but definitely had some light hearted verging on black comedy-esque moments. For those that like gunfire – it had its fair share, but don’t go looking for any spectacular computer generated special effects. I doubt the word “computer” was hardly spoken, except in whispered hushed tones of the future.

The one thing that really struck me after the film was finished was that although this movie was 40 years old ( which feels like a long life in moviedom ) it was made a mere 34 years after its depicted events. Thirty-four years doesn’t feel like all that long ago – in my warped way of thinking. Yet – the dirty 30’s feels like ancient history. So far out of our understanding of the times.

Does anyone else understand what I’m marveling at? Probably not, but that’s ok.

At the fear of dating myself – do you know who Bonnie and Clyde were?

What do the madding crowds have to say?

Spell it out

This, That, and the Other

Hello my lovelies!

I've no excuse, so I won't give any. Life just happens sometimes.

My sense of wit and humour are not returning as I had hoped. So I have kept myself from you, but not far. Its a Canadian long weekend this coming weekend, and I'm really looking forward to it.

Two weekends ago was our Church's spring retreat. I really shouldn't have gone, but I did. I was still paying back the lost sleep this past weekend when on both Friday and Saturday nights I slept between 10 and 11 hours. It was definitely a do nothing Saturday, and I loved it. The cold that had been plaguing me was still fighting to hold its grasp on me, and the sleep over the weekend did the trick to convince it to vacate.

Sunday was Mother's Day (as you smart bunnies all know), and since hubby and I had not been able to do anything on the Friday we decided to surprise the in-laws with a drop in visit on Sunday. Friday? you ask .... Friday was my parents-in-law's 50th wedding anniversary. My MIL is still recovering from her back surgery last month, so was not in to any big shindigs. Which is good because hubby only reminded me on the Thursday night that the next day was their anniversary.

They were happily surprised, particularly when I convinced my sister-in-law to come join us. She rarely comes over to the island to visit. And this was a good excuse. She also brought her 17 year old daughter - whom, I might add, I had never met. I think its funny how I had let my MIL and husband flavour my opinion of someone I hadn't met, but in this nieces stance, I had. I was delighted to find she was not the spoiled princess I had been led to believe, but a lovely young lady on the brink of adulthood. She still has a lot to learn, but I think the MIL is stuck in her memory the stuck up, hormonal, teenager this beauty had once been. Albeit, not that many years ago.

Speaking of children .... hubby and I have now acquired Mario Kart for the Wii. It's WII too much fun!! I think this is one of the reasons God chose not to give us children. We wouldn't want to share our toys with them. LOL!! But on the flip side, we can corrupt other peoples children with video games. YAY!!

Well, for someone who didn't have much to say (of intelligence) I rambled on quite successfully. My bad! But you must admit that I truly did manage not to say anything terribly articulate :-)

A huge Shout Out!! to Beth, Angel, and brand new baby Isobel (born over the weekend). Very cool in the life of blogg-O-sphere!!!

Keep on blogging!!

If there a Physician in the house?

Alright already! I give! Uncle!

Whatever it takes, just please let me feel better.

I was down and out all weekend and Monday. I started out on Tuesday at work, that is until my fellow co-workers made me go home. Nice co-workers. But here we are on Wednesday and I am determined to hold out until the final bell at 4:30pm.

It's a simple head cold, but its affecting every part of me. I sound like I've been a smoker from birth or Kathleen Turner, take your pick. I swear there is a large gum ball lodged in my throat, and every nook and cranny of my sinus's are stuffed with expanding cotton swaths. And to top it off my husband tells me that I'm snoring louder than normal.

Sound like fun, don't it.

I was sent a lovely bowl of virtual chicken soup this morning, and sooth my ravaged soul. Thanks Ms. V! Love ya, mean it.

I will survive! I must survive! I have to go to a church retreat this weekend - I'm the registrar and don't have much choice.

I think I can. I think I can. I can! I can! I can!!

Drill my head please

It's early Sunday evening and I have spent the entire weekend on the couch or in bed sleeping. A head cold has knocked me flat. I did get dressed today, but it looks doubtful for tomorrow.

I've lost count of the movies I've watched. However I can honestly say I will never get back the 2 and a 1/2 hours I spent watching "There will be blood". Can anyone explain to me why it was up for and got so many Oscars?

Another Friday Update and stuff

If this is Friday it must be update day!

What a week ....

The feelings of a black cloud surrounding me is still present and accounted for. But this too shall pass, and hopefully take the crappy weather with it.

My Aunt passed away this week on Wednesday. I never did get back to the hospital to see her, but I am glad that I did get a chance to see her when I did. She was 83 and never married, and before I had my hubby in my life I often wondered if I'd turn out like her. She always had an edge about her. Of years of living on her own, living with her own rules, and no one else to wear down the rough edges.

The one area that I was sure would be different between us was that I was (and still am) convinced I'd turn into that "old cat lady". You know, that old lady down the streets who can't say no to any stray cats, and will eventually get evicted from her small apartment because of the kitty litter all over the place.

I digress .....

So on top of my Aunts funeral next week, we have also had a lovely lady (and a friend) from our church pass away on Thursday. She would have been in her early to mid 70's, and was showing signs of Alzheimer's. Her husband took her into the hospital last Friday for an assessment and they wanted to keep her overnight for observation. The hospital called him in on Saturday morning to tell them that she had an "aggressive leukemia" and only had weeks to live. Five days later she was gone.

I really hate cancer. It has no boundaries, is not age restrictive, and can be either slow and painful, or short and not so sweet. My 44 year old friend is not doing better, and probably only has weeks to live unless there is a massive miracle with her name on it. I do believe in miracles, but this one is testing my limits.

I KNOW that God is good all the time. All the time God is good. But sometimes its so hard to see His hand in things. That said, I do see His hand in my friend with Alzheimer's life. He saved her from a frustrating, debilitating illness that could have gone on for years. But instead He choose to take her swiftly. Thank you Lord.

I am determined to leave this post on an up swing, and I will. This last week it was decided that I would fly back east and visit a childhood girlfriend of mine. We've known each other since we were 11 & 12, and although she's been out here twice in the last 8 years, I haven't been back to visit her since her wedding in 1982. Bad me.

Growing up I considered her family my family. I loved going out to their tobacco farm and helping in harvest season. Their dining room table was always an interesting place to share a meal. Way more fun than at my house.

Her father passed away this last year, and I never got a chance to tell her parents how important they were to me during some very difficult tween and teen years. So I am hoping to be able to chat with her mom, and hug her, and tell her how much she means to me.

I'm very excited about taking this trip. Even though it costs more to fly within Canada than it does to fly to London, England. Oh well, it will be well worth every penny.

Have a most excellent weekend people!!!