sometimes I feel this way

alphabet

Want to spell out some words with unique letters.

Fun little project that I will get to....

one day

probably

May not be theologically accurate but 

most likely

probably

maybe

 pretty correct.

two feet of snow

Well we don't have two feet of the stuff out there but it is snowing.

Uggh. 

Spring already please, 

if you will.

walk blog 5

Well, I am now guilty of the sin of thievery. 

On one of my walks I noted 

that it was garbage and recycling day of the houses I was walking past. 

Now I have been rinsing and saving containers for the laundry soap 

that I have been making and giving away. 

There, as I walked, sat aperched upon a blue bin 

was a nice container very suitable for laundry soap as that was the original use for it. 

Many things come into play: 

how good of a container? 

cars on the road? 

anyone walking? 

is the recycling truck nearby? 

how far am I from home? 

will the homeowner chase me? 

Danger aside, I walk swiftly by and scoop up the container. 

No one is pursuing me and I am now a thief. 

As I continue on another container, 

originally for juice, sits waiting for my nimble fingers. 

As I walk by I scoop it up. I am a few steps away and I realise 

that there is no lid on my loot. 

Take it back? 

Put it in another blue box further down the street? 

I decide to keep it. 

I am sure to have a lid that would fit it at home. 

(What good is it being a hoarder if you don't have random sizes of lids just in case)

Because it is so cold out 

there is a little bit of water left in the bottom of the second container. 

The water had turned to a thin layer of ice which crumbles 

and as I walk and now the crunkled ice clumks about 

and noisily announces my thieving ways with every step.

I make my way home with my bounty, 

carrying it as if I hadn't stolen them at all.

I was happy to discover a lid appropriate for the second container.

Thus begins my life of crime.

really cheesy

no..you shut up

must have thought it was a good one

Saturday, November 29, 2014

behaviour

On October 29th I posted the following

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

yup it does

The next month I posted the following

Saturday, November 29, 2014

behaviour

It seems I thought it was a good thought both times.

I wonder how often I will repeat myself?

another sign

or have I posted this one before???

it's a sign

ask my younger older brother

books of 2014

I haven't been good at wrapping the year 2014 up with a newsletter.
I have not prepared my purse calender for 2015
along with the copious amounts of interesting information in there.
Haven't even finished the fall photo album pictures.
Not a lot of year end summaries.

But I will report on the books that I have read over 2014.
A random bunch indeed.

 Catherin Cookson is always a favourite.

 Read this one before I gave it away.

 Just how much time do I spend in the bathroom?

It may be helpful for trivia but 

then again I am sure I have forgotten almost all of it

 More Catherine

 More Catherine

 More Catherine

 Borrowed and read - mostly in one afternoon. 

Really enjoyed the first part which described the Dutch immigrant experience of decades ago.

 Slogged through another one.

It was on my nightstand for months and 

I read it piecemeal

and that is probably why I felt a lack of continuity.

The problem was mine, I am sure, 

because she is known to be a great writer.

 Have owned this one a long time. A nice enough read.

Surprised by this one.

The author has such a different personality than I do 

but she let me into her life 

and shared her story

and I am grateful.

So what is in store for 2015?

Hope at least one a month.

Maybe more.

Lots of variety.

Maybe I should also do some writing?

unbroken

Last week I blogged 'broken'.
No explanation.

When one has a scab covering a wound one is usually advised not to pick at it.
Eventually it will fall of and there will be fresh serviceable skin ready to
protect you from germs and to keep your blood and guts from spewing forth from your body.
Do it too early and there can be unfortunate circumstances.

So, in regarding to the post 'broken'
there is still no real explanation but perhaps a word picture.

I picked a scab off of an old wound.
One I thought had been healed.
Eventually it stopped bleeding
and then someone who I love
put a bandaid on it
and kissed it better.

broken

Broken

No explanation

Just broken

chemistry

I wouldn't be able to tell a chemistry joke to save my life. 

I am of no help during chemistry trivia questions.

I am sure chemistry is important.

But my brain is too full to try to understand it.

sign me up

mars or venus?

Still missed

Caught part of one of his movies on the TV today.

Brilliant.