at bay!
OK... be prepared people... things could get quite random here.....
No, not really. But as always.. I am busy... how can one be so busy... I am not sure, but I am.
I think I should drink some wine... that will slow down time, only for a moment.
All last week I worked on a slide show for my friend.... it turned out that the slide show was about 12 mb too big for a CD. Now I do not want to try to save it as a DVD, because I have already saved it as a CD... what the hell do I do now... other than going in... cutting some pictures, and chopping up music, and re editing all of the captions. OMG... an incredible amount of work here people...
Tomorrow... come HELL or high water... I am going to insert photographs into some frames. I need to make this home look like it's lived, in actual people that inhabit it. I bought a frame a number o f months back , and it sits in our living room, waiting for life. NOW.. just yesterday I bought another frame... with even more pictures being required to give it life... so things could be challenging!
I might even wash my hair tomorrow. I wonder if it just does a whole cycle.. from clean & looking good, to less clean & starting to look bad, then to kind of ugly and shouldn't be out in public but yet I am, and then back to clean again because there is no movement left in the hair, and in fact it has taken on the appearance of straw. I think that is the stage I will be at tomorrow. Today for the first time ever in the history of my walking group (which adds up to a complete year now people!) I have worn it in a pony tail. It was semi perky, and still curly like. I know that because I checked in the mirror before I left. AND, I am still alive to talk about it.
The sky is lovely out there... and so are the mosquitos.... I might just remain in here, next to a lamp with my book... although I really want to be outside...but I know.. if I turn on any form of light... it will be a beacon for sounding the alarm that human blood is ready for the taking.
I have to read this book for next week.. and so far it isn't exciting me. there was just one woman that emailed the group that she was returning the book as she hasn't finished it... and we still have a full 7 days to complete it. On the other hand, another member has said it was the best book she has read. Interesting.
OK, onto things that are way less interesting but I must tell anyways....
i.Stock.photo actually accepted one of my photos. Yae for me. Although the photo itself is one of many millions of similar photos, so who knows if it will ever get downloaded. I will wait and see if they accept other things that I have offered up.. and then I will try moving on to other sights to sell my wares. I have a feeling if it wasn't for the boy, and his miraculous memory, I would still be trying to answer the quiz! That freaking quiz took me forever! but now that I am in... it's just a matter of uploading my pictures, and then taking the rejections politely, and then learning from the people that are inspecting them.. whoever they are.
The sister has told me that if I even breathe a word of "I-S.... " to her in the slightest she is going to have a massive meltdown. Of course if I were to mention those same words to her husband... it would turn into an all night affair.... if that sounds remotely normalish.
I work one more weekend... and then I am off for THREE... THREE! Yes, THREE. That should be exciting... I think. I should make plans to do things on those days, as if I was home that would spread chaos into this little homestead I am sure....
Maybe my mother and I should go to the casino. We could linger their for hours, and then the whole world would be happy. I quite like the casino, yes I do. I don't even have to play. In fact.. if I do not play, I would still be happy as a clam. Well let me think.. are clams really happy? how do we know if they are happy...? Do their shells change colour, like a gecko-ee thing? Do the juices all foam up .. or what? Does their happiness have peaks and valleys? I s a clam less happy one day than the next.. like depending on the weather? Or how many bugs they trapped in one day? Where did we get that expression from.. because as far as I know.. a clam should only be happy if it's alive and living beneath the earth in the sands, and not being plucked from the deep dark depths by metal utensils, or being flung back to earth by the beaks of seagulls. Now back to this casino thing... I watch people drink at the casino. OK, I have to draw the line...I just couldn't do it... if I am the slightest bit "euphoric" feeling.. I could go all crazy and bet like a movie star, on a washed up has beens post rehab budget, and that wouldn't be good. but all the same... it's fun to think about the challenge. I can see how this casino business can become a bit of a love affair. I was talking to someone the other day that claimed they should go home... as they had dumped a lot of money into a machine. So I said my little piece of wisdom, and told the person that I always set a limit... and the limit is the limit, of course there is always room for a tiny bit more... but then when you play ONE CENT machines, and bet SEVEN CENTS at a time.. TEN dollars can take you places! I have to admit, it is addicting.. but you know.. I love it! AND... nobody can tell me otherwise! Hence the no drinking thing.... NOW that would be scary!
I haven't seen any bears in the past couple of days.. so that deeply saddens me. I love the bears! I was busily reading all about black bears again the other day... just so I can have a deeper understanding & a bit more knowledge about them. Of course it doeesn't help that I talk to them when I see them... and when I saw the mama bear... I told her to go and hide, and raise her cubs right, and be afraid of humans, because that ouwld be her demise... .then of course I took a bunch of pictures of them.
I wonder if ONE day my obituary might read that I was slightly crazy, but it was all good anyways.
OH, and in a time in our lives when it is nice to have friends.. we got another invitation to go out on Saturday night. Let me just clear the air... I have friends.. but my friends all have kids, and because of that reason alone it keeps you from maintaining friendships, it just does. couple that with the fact that the husbandman is a silent guy who works in a small office... so he does have some work buddies... but that keeps our social circle a little on the small side...so any invitation some days is a welcome one. It doesn't help that I work weekends, as it is a tad bit difficult to plan things.. other than in our neighbourhood, who is more than willing on most nights to have a gathering..which we frequently attend. All of my nursy friends have been replaced by younger versions of people, and then any others that are not younger, all have children... so there you have it...life on the crescent... and by GEORGE, I am certainly glad that we decided to live our life on the CRESCENT, rather than the DRIVE, as that would not have been a neighbourhood to live in... but rather just drive by.
Ok, moving on... I might do pictures next. Back in a moment.
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