Photo shoot ... or not

Here's the one photo I took. That's it, over the course of 2.5 hours. That's a lot of learning .. just wish I could remember it all.

Up close, and in the face of "the jimmy" ... using the widest focal range at the closest possible point ... yes this method works well on the subjects.

This time I used the approach that these things wouldn't mind if I made them sit for extended periods as I fiddled with isos and flirted in moderate disaster with aperture.

Back to things more important:

I went to a photography course.

Very interesting.

I didn't move for three hours.

I took two pictures.

I was completely amazed at how much I learned.

Very happy with my groupon purchase.

Hopefully now I can take that learning, and put it into picture taking.

BUT only maybe.

For the time-being, I have taken about 300 pictures of mini muffins that the Pipster baked up the other night. She is just so convenient at times.

However ... I still do not think that I am happy with the photograph. I guess it's like shopping for toothpaste ... every box has a unique and incredible addage to it ... similar to the pictures that I took. Hmmm.

I will delete before I download.

The sun is out. I will make great attempts to throw myself into the middle of it, for many hours, endless hours actually. I will have to be careful to not obsessively walk around the block looking for shiney things .....

On that note ... the diamond thing may well be solved .. I took the ring to two jewelers ... the first guy that made my wedding band, and the second guy that was intrigingly persuasive, almost con artist like. That's pretty bad to say .. but guess what .. I'm thinking that I might just take my ring back for his business, cause the other guy didn't offer me as much information .. AND this guy was left handed. Yes, a judgement call based on the handedness of a human. It boils down to instinct. If anyone gets that out there in the big wide world.

I need to renovate my front yard. I wish I had the momentum to do it. I need a plan. I have the frenzied energy, but I am uncertain about the plan of where to put things. It's a shame cause things look kind of quaint .. and I am going to uproot it all. ... but it is the perfect time to be digging up my front yard, as now that we have cleaned out the 15 tons of moss and malingerers of moss ... I can make some garden paths ... if I wait much longer the heat will arrive (OK being completely optimistic) .... which will make it hard for the plants to have any luck at survival ... unsure as of this moment .

Still staring at the cavernous hole in my ring and can't help but wonder where in the world is that diamond ... cause I am sure it is around .. as I heard something fall, but that could just be me hearing rocks whip across the kitchen floor, or the constant clattering in my head. Unsure of which it really is.

Oh .. .and back to interesting again ... my post about spring will have to edited again ... I have taken my camera settings off of raw .. which I don't think I really intended it for to be on .. BECAUSE while I can see them ... they just can't be uploaded for your viewing.. not that they were great pictures .. I am still waiting for those myself.

OH and even more exciting things ... I ran into some neighbours who told me that they spotted a bear in the field the evening before ... now that is really back to something important!

Intrigue ...

at it's finest.

Wouldn't it be interesting that only LESS than one week after spending twenty years together ... that the towel has been thrown in.

Gone.

Splitsville.

Kaput.

End of the road.

Nada.

Good night Charlie.

See you ... foreva.

Yes folks ... my DIAMOND from my WEDDING ring is GONE!

Just called the hubandman ... he told me he would bring me home a piece of tempered glass in it's place.

Cause .. we love one another!

Lucky number 13

Really ... !

I guess it is ... maybe sort of.

When the building that I work in was being contructed ... they omitted the room "213" do to superstition. They really did.

Somehow I missed the superstition memo.

And got myself married on the 13th.

Of April.

Twenty years ago.

omgawd.

Frightful.

spring take 54

Spring. Kind of. What a break. Absolutely.

It's a new day ...

Sounds like a gospel kind of read ...

Or some sort of prayer ...

Even a lead up to a great speech of some form.

LUCKY YOU ..

It's not.

It is a wish to congratulate my friend on her last day of CHEMO.

It is a wish for another person close to me, a day of healing before her chemo can begin.

It is a silent wish for my mr gramerica to somehow make amends.

It is a point where the journey of HOPE continues.

holy grahamcrackers

there's something brewing.

And it's not coffee.

Here's your two by four back, I'm done being smacked in the side of the head with it.

I want to know how a two week 'SPRINGBREAK' turns into a complete nightmare in a few short hours while back to school?

Not sure as to how all the craziness happened ... but I think the Jimmy might have just put someone out on stress leave. It's a maybe on that, but holy grahamwafers cheesewillickers there has been some earth shattering ear drum blowing things going on behind the educational walls.

Really ... but it was just spring break ... and "the jimmy" was milling around, doing "Jimmy" like things ... like sprinting up and down our massive hallway that one could have in a 1365 square foot house, looking like a gazel, so much so, that we just started calling him "gazelion". ... and now he is sitting in the VP's office working on schoolwork ... or maybe he is .. I'm just not sure. I dropped him off this morning, and asked myson myson who the fellow on the phone was, standing outside of the school .. and that was the very man that was waiting for him.

Who knows what today will bring ... maybe a straight jacket, duct tape, police cars ... who knows.

5 weeks.

worth of posts.

Really?

Now we have moved into April.

It's a new month, so I will try again.

I have not been this deficient since before blogging.

Hah.

Even picture taking has come to a dramatic standstill.

BUT ... the bears are awake, and the days are longer ...

So .. some sightseeing is available to me.

The neighbours chopped the cherry tree.

It looks strange to look out and see more grey cloud than normal.

I miss the crows, blue jays and squirrels.

Interesting that they didn't have the ONE dead tree in the backyard removed.

BUT who am I ... ? with the 20 overgrown and scarey BUT alive trees in my backyard ... ?

In other things....

Have contacted all these strangers to do a walk for cancer campaign ... am still waiting for people to call me back .. now that we are 4 days into the campaign.

Will have to do that again this afternoon ... call and leave messages.

SH<<

Cause I have lots of time.

ON that note ...

and really there's

another week ...?

I voted for this ...

"Spring break"

I guess it works if you are really wanting to go somewhere.

Which we aren't.

Ever.
Never.
No way.
Forever.

Really and seriously.

It's fine actually ...

It gives the school bugs a nice break.
As in school sicknesses a chance to simmer down.
And DIE!

Then we bring our freshly traveled (except mine) children back into the mix...
AND whala .. a whole fresh batch of bugs to kill off until summer time. I am talking the school system. I mean really ... how clean are the handles on doorknobs, and bathroom stalls ... ?

In other things groovy and happening... hmmm. yes. right.

Just the way I like it.

Mind you ... we (like I did anything) cut down a little semi-annoying tree in the back yard. Well ... the sir cut it .. and I help him move the branches ... it actually was just the kind of tree that makes a mess, except that it's buds produced pussy willows, and it had round silver leaves which shimmered in the light. I think now our neighbours lawn will flood even more .. cause this tree was awfully awfully heavy ... so that water was going somewhere. And then I carried the chunks to the woodpile.

I noticed that some wild beast has been scratching the crap out of our deadening logs out back. I helped them out on Saturday and destroyed three parcels of long dead tree, and spread it across the walking area, cause I have bark mulch there anyways ... now I have a topping of sawdust. Kind of cool to see the once living tree shredded to a mound of dust ... I think our friendly ant colony has helped in this regard. I say friendly ... as in I like the things ... at least they are eating chopped wood this time, instead of my house.

This week the boy and his band are going to record four of their songs on an "EP". Not sure what that is. ... other than an extended play album. Not sure what that is. I do know that it is going to cost me money. Life is not free, and most definitely not cheap.

That's it for me ... I am planning my front yard relandscaping festival. Except it wont be a festival ... with beads and bands and mardigras paper flying everywhere. It is just me and a shovel and gardening gloves, and soil and my ipod. I think.

That is all. Really.

wonka factory workings.

The blue skies have arrived ! The blue skies have arrived !

I can't figure why I am sitting here ... probably because of the revoluntionary factors involved in processing what blue skies actually mean.

The girl is playing her wii. The boy is sleeping.

Children do that sort of thing.

~~

I think me and my camera must go for a roll.

Just yesterday I watched the most amazing shot come and go ... but I was not prepared for any sort of shots ... I was semi-cameraless. I had the iphone .. but that is only for miniscule pictures ... not cool eagle shots .. like the one I couldn't take yesterday!

I am going to go find me some photos for this space.

STAT.

really Marching along.

Isn't that what we do in March?

Really?

Can't believe that half the month is already gone.

Really?

Can't believe that it has almost come to gardening season, and I will be digging things up!

Really!

Can't believe that school is 3/4 through.

Really ? !

March is really marching along.

Time to take Jimmy

to vocal lessons.

OK people .. ONE freaking day I am going to videotape him, or just use my iphone ... you have got to hear this crazy bird bust out his songs ... my hair stands on end when he does the whole Neil Diamond thing ... and now that he is singing Elton John ( that duet with M&M) .. it is all mighty cool in these parts. Oh yes it is.

AND .. in things otherwise spectacular ... the lady PIPSTER is working her way ito a fine young lady .... my little artistic wonder!

The husband .. well he is all good, cause he finds battery chargers and all, and settle my frazzled yet wonderfully coloured hair.

Well .. must fetch my agnry birds and go sit in the dark for 30 minutes.... and wait for the Jimmy ... cause I am really good at that kind of stuff.

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One more thing .

Now that it is March .. the grass has had confirmation that it can start to grow. Poor grass... little does it know that I am going to beat the LIVING SHIT out of it this year. Except that the SHIT wont be SHIt because we no longer own a dog .... but the little mole that lives beneath the moss piles ... well they are surely to squirm with the heavy hand that is about to be set upon them.

Hmmph.

hiccup

blog
frog
dog
bog
swog
fog
jog
smog
snog
wog
tog

JOB!

That is the excuse that I will come up with ... it's something about owning a fourth job that has thrown me over the edge.

Not sure of which one to get rid of.....

HOWEVER ... since I have a semi schedule of events that happen every single day ... things will settle soon.

In the midst of everything I even lost my d7000 charger ... and was quite psychotic over the event. Then the husbandman came home, and withing three seconds he totally reminded me where I put it.

I like him.
He's a good guy.

Now back to my non drinking problem ..

So this is the thing

life is strange.

people are stranger.

i'm strange.

you are stranger.

see.

completely strange.

part 7653 in deannaland.

The  End.

That's about it.

The strangest of things going on this past week.

|Seriously.

The best and most exciting was my phone call to ro.gers.

I was calling customer relations ... and I am certain I called cattle country ... "Yeeup this is Barb ... snuffffflle, how can I help you ... slurp (from a glass with ice)". The phone call went on forever ... including a couple of FEEUUCKS thrown in for good measure ... !! Seriously ... this was customer relations ... HIGHsterical in the deanna department of funny things. I am waiting for a phone to arrive, ... if it doesn't then I will know that I was completely HAD, and someone in cattle country is still laughing from the idiot from the coast. I called to Calgary, Alberta ... well I didn't purposely call there ... but rather transferred. Only 5 minutes before that I had been talking to MIKE with the big Ang.ry Birds Booming voice accusing me that the plan that I was offered was not going to fly, so I just better get over it ... cause he had worked at Ro.gers for SIX years people ... and THIS offer just wouldn't cut it ... and whala ... 5 short minutes later I was talking to Barb, and another twenty five short minutes later through belches and bleepers I was talking to her, and her slow computer. ... giving me all the things that a good customer should wish for. ... hence that might be the reason I am still waiting for a phone ... I did see a UPS this morning ... but alas did not see a notice when I returned home.

In other things weird ... bought a blouse the other day. I don't wear blouses ... especially fru fru ones ... but this was fru fru ... and seemingly see through, but not. Whew.

DID NOT go out walking, running, stair climbing, hill climbing or any form of heart rate raising adventures at all. So not me ... BUT I did go buy a new pair of walking, running, stair climbing, hill climbing pants!

In things semi strange to the family but completely normal to me ... I am living inside a tent. Yes I am! I am happily keeping the heat in this very cold house ... or at least the very cold me. If I could drink wine I would ,,,but I am not ... I will go go.ogle that now ...

just another day in the life of deannaland ...

wowa

I read a book! It was a very good book ! Lucky me!

Happy LOVE Day.

Happy MADE UP card buying, money spending day to you!

I am reposting this pic, just cause it has a certain feel of beauty to it.

This might be love, or just a strong desire to be together.

You know when you have the BEST of partners ...

When they present you with a BAG of popcorn on the made up LOVE day.

He knows me very well...

CAUSE I really really really LOVE popcorn!

I'm back .. again

Thank you for your suggestions about the job or non job event.

Your words ranked up there the same as Sirs' & the Jimmy.

~~~

Yes, a play on words about the unfriendly house dog!

~~~

In the meantime...

The Jimmy went to a (I guess a kinda-maybe-famous-but-not-amous guys) house on Saturday. Well .. Jimmy and his band, or the band and Jimmy. Anyways .. it was cool to let him go, and more interesting to hear what he had to say. I love the fact that when he went inside, it took him a moment to actually look at the guy, and then was quite impressed that he got to shake his hand. I'm not sure of the grand details that the band & the Jimmy were drumming up ... but one of the final questions they asked the maybe famous-amous guy was "what should we do about Jimmy's hair?" ..... The guy commented that the Beiber hair was fine ... which was when Jimmy pointed out that was the problem, with the exception that he doesn't spend thousands of dollars on hair products and styling ... it was the result of a bottle of shampoo, and a certain terettes kind of hair flick.

It's mindful Monday ... everybody get out there and do a random deed for a stranger. I want to be able to help a friend today .. and because of timing I am not able... which doesn't mean that I'm opposed to helping any other day of the week, but today is the day that I wish to be of assistance. I will plan for next time...

~~

Laughed yesterday at work .. it was a unit clerk revolution. One small space, and three unit clerks. I wanted to be the Jimmy and shriek in his comical voice "what is going on here??" and throw my hands in the air. Instead the surgeon commented the fact that yesterday (being Saturday) there were two of us, and now today  (Sunday) there were three, he wanted to know what exactly kind of screw up that I was that warranted this much assistance. A BIG one.

~~

Must go find questions & jokes & other things that make the grey matter spit and sputter. Aren't I nice?

Bizarro lands

Right now we have eagles, crows, what appears to be ravens, and of course our unfriendly house dogs .. it's just like scavenger city has bombarded the fields surrounding us.

I feel like a birdbrain.

A serious birdbrain!

Ok ... come on

SOMEBODY has to help me.

Cause I can't help myself.

I have a job interview today.

I have had about ten billion chances to get out of it.

And I haven't.

Which I find HIGHLY strange.

Now I do not want the job.

I think it is just a formality ...cause I have about 20 zillion hours worth of seniority.

(My friend will debate that fact ... cause I just told her I had 10 billion hours; but for effect purposes here I have added a humongo number to generate the complete wowness factor of how long I have been at my current place of employment).

ANYWHOS ...

I still really wish to not go ... and it's merely because I will be forced to make a decision.

ALL OF WHICH I am not extremely fond of making.

Will post again at 2:00, or 14:00 for the 24 hour in you.

Just purchased my FIRST

GROUPON!!!

For a photography class!!

AM so excited.

NOW that is newsworthy!

The SON is rising.

No wait ...

The SUN is rising.

The SON never rises with the SUNrise.

That would be impossible.

That is an impossible feat.

SONrise & SUNrise should never be attempted inthe same sentence.

Or the same thought process.

However .. SONrise & SUNset seem to have something in common.

Not that I own a dracula or anything ... no .. we have a "Jimminator" here in these parts.

Happy day so far.

For the time being I have nothing.

I'm waiting for the top of the hour to begin so I can fine a place in the den, and look for some fine 0300 in the morning television. There is some right ... ?

All going well I will be able to view my recordings ... and find something there.

Earlier ...

The little fusspot is feeling a little under the fussiliscious self. It's almost like her cold has relapsed, or found itself in her inner ear .. or something... anyways she isn't up to her regular self. ALTHOUGH when I went out walking earlier ... she did enjoy the electric scooter ... but only for a short time ... but it was still cute to see her ride the thing!

The Jimmy worked on his Neil Diamond music. He's already having a hard time. As in hard time trying to figure out how he is going to divide up the vocals.... cause he wants to do them all. I have watched this character go from being the piano guy.. ( and playing everything that other people wanted him to play & asked him to play ...) to now walking in and commanding center stage .. with Neil Diamond. It is completely classic Jimmy.

I absolutely KNOW that the things that both my little characters have done  & are doing... I would never have accomplished in my schooling life. Neva Neva Neva I say. Even given the opportunities..... I still wouldn't have done it. Not sure where these attributes have come from in the two of them, but all I see is; it is definitely an asset to have the ability to put yourself out there, in front of your peers and show everybody what you are made of. That takes guts.

Interestingly enough ... Jimmy says to me yesterday ... "well .. it looks like I will have a good semester this year in English ... we DO NOT have to do speeches ... because you know how much I despise standing up in front of the class and talking ..." he says to me. That's right Jimmy ... cause YOU are ever so quiet in everything that you do .. and do not like the spotlike to shine upon you EVER. Whereas little Miss go-get-em girl floors me continuously with her gregarious but stealth like approach to all of her endeavours. She just shines. She just makes me smile. EXCEPT when she wont hand over her ipid when I want to play my angry birds. EXCEPT now I have ran out of levels on angry birds ... so I am not wanting to play it right now, and will probably have to revert back to bookworm.

Happy day ... ! or night ... ! whatever the pleasure to you is!

In other things that are not cold:

Me.

Not sure what the golden ticket has been .. but I am not cold.

It could be the extreme clothing fashion articles that I walk in which keeps the chilled weather from finding me .. of course maybe nothing wants to come near me in my exquisite finery.

Currently I resemble a christmas decoration. I am sporting a fluffy  red kangaroo jacket, and of course the lovely oompa vest to bring out the true fashion statement that I really am. If only I had pierced ears .. I would dangle some sparkly things from them. It gets better ... I also have on my running pants, which I walk in mostly, (or run up and down the stairs .. but not at my house .. cause that would get boring considering I only have two stairs ..), white socks .. and then to finish off the look, I am sporting my black loafer shoes that I have owned for about I don't know 6 or 10 years, which I am unable to replace... or at this moment unable to replace .. cause I can't find a replacement.

Last evening ... I decided to NOT go out. I was going to go .. and then thought .. will I wake up in the morning if I DON'T go .. and sure enough ... here I am ... ! What are the odds in that!

I did however make the effort to call my friend and ask if she wanted to go with me. I believe that due to the fact that I called right at dinner time might have been the reason she said no... and then I think she might have gagged or something ... (it might have been due to the lovely cold, and dark... but that's only a guess!) I don't normally call people to go with me ... cause this is something that I am able to do all by myself ...

I even plugged the little MP3 player back into it's location and told it that it wasn't going out for a good time either. Then I headed to the counter .. where a bottle of wine has been sitting since Christmas day ... added some ice to my favourite peach plastic outdoor wineglass and poured myself a glass. How is that for awesomeness. Two sips later ... and that was it for me .. I wasn't sure if I even liked the taste of the wine ... does wine go flat after being undone, and then recorked, and then sat on a counter for a month and a couple of days ..? SEE ... see how I have a drinking problem .. the VERY moment I wish to drink something ... it just doesn't work.

I made the husbandman open a bottle of red wine .. and then he poured me a really huge glass (the same peach wineglass) ... three swigs later .. and I was done with that ... I surely to GAWD have a drinking problem. I always knew it. ... and now it's reared it's ugly head.

Speaking of ugly heads .. holy crummolies that boy of mine is a wired-one. His current facebook picture is him in a ponytail, and some wicked looking look .. CAN'T wait for that profile to be changed.

In other Jimmy stories: this morning as we walked out the front door " Why thank you Hamilton .. that's awfully nice of you ... " he says to me, as I carried his small square bag that only holds enough equipment for a binder, a lunch, his pens maybe two textbooks.... which he BITTERLY complains about NONstop. This was said in reference to the little road trip a while back, when two of his friends carried his equipment for him .. as he tried to not projectile vomit all over the place ... so the jimmy could do his gig. ... I believe that my new name will become "Lady Hamilton-Oompa". I just know it.

So this is what I am thinking ... I have not engaged the top part of my tool bar to be really use friendly .. I am into big wide open spaces, where I can see all the information slammed at me ... and yet .. this tool bar has arrived .. and now I am thinking I might just keep it ... or at least find something that is relevent to my needs ... one thing is the weather thing ... I love the weather thing at my finger tips .. rather than a clicking mouse control away down the sidebar. Will have to think hard about thisone people ADVISE suggestions .. ?

In other things as important as tool bars .. have currently kept the laptop under complete wraps from the jimmy. It went out on repair last week, or two weeks ago ... and it has never made it back into his clutches. AND LOOK .. he's still alive .. the JIMMY is alive people. He has his little ipid that keeps him entertained, and he can even still manage to make it work for all of his jimmy needs.

In things that are important, and closing in on forgetfulness:

I picked the jimmy up the othernight from the missy's house. ( I say this like its a random occurance .. which it isn't ... ONE would think I am the only ONE with a drivers license in this homestead) anyways  He marched in the front door, disrobed his jimmy attire onto the livingroom carpet ... his jimmydean jacket, with direct reference to James Dean, and his red/black shirt with buttons like shirt thingy. ... and then played the piano for the next three hours. I KID YOU NOT. OK ... so I might be lying .. he did stand up a couple of times and played his guitar, and then sat there sometimes and played the guitar and piano at approximately the sametime, and then had to put it down, cause somehow it got in the way of his piano playing. It was a little music marathon. THIS is what I think ... that he spent a number of hours at the missy's house .. probably just doing whatever it is that they do, which I ask little about .. because REALLY do I REALLY want to know, without KNOWING.. but I still ask .. cause I'm the oompa-mumda and all .. but I am thinking that he eventually comes home form being cooped up in that environment and just needs to hear himself rattle away for a while. Which he did. To my BENEFIT. He managed to figure out how to play on the piano some WICKED classics... we are talking ... "Cracklin Rosie", "Sweet Caroline", "Forever in Bluejeans", "Holly Holy" .. "Song Sung Blue". It appears that the Jimmy is attracted to the lilt that our friend Neil has the ability to project from his voice. I know that for this weeks voice lesson he will march in, sit down at the piano and command for his vocal teacher to teach him how to perfect that "Neil sound" so he can replicate it.

I wish I had a memory card big enough to capture all the entertainment that goes down in this little 1365 square foot homestead .. WHICH I will tell you will not be growing in size any day soon ... however ... it will be drier this time next year... cause our roof is needing an overhaul. Which means that the front yard will be getting an overhaul, which means that I believe I will be doing a lot of digging in the months to come .. I am thinking. Unless of course I could find some people to come and dig with me .. and I might feed them .. and pay them to dig. I would ask the Jimmy to do such tasks ... but we would probably drown in our home with water pooling in it before the Jimmy would get the message. I know I could ask the Fuss to do such adventures .. but then I am thinking that the beautiful princess would fall into one of the trenches that she would have dug and break something .. although .. I am only a semi adventurer .. so I might just ask. I don't know .. the SIR has told me that we need to redo the drain tiles .. which is believable and all .. I am just not sure who the WE is. .. I believe that this should be left to people that wish to be gainfully employed for a day or two.

Must find jokes, NOW.

I forgot this ...

1. not sure what it was
2. still trying to remember
3. working on finding it
4. I know it was something
5. almost got it
6. maybe not
7. was it really that important
8. let me think about it
9. give me a moment
10. what was it I was saying?

More lushesness from the oompa

Now the thing is ... I do have a picture of me .. but it isn't so oompa-ish looking ... it's kinda blurry sort of .. a little bit. Now there is no good in presenting what an oompa really looks like .. if she is jst a little blurry ... just know that I am bright and green and colourful!

Oompa goes for a walk

No wait .. when doesn't she go for a walk ... but this is where I walked on Wednesday. I may not walk there again.. except on the road.

What's going down you clowns?

Nothing for me, except a frown upside down.

thatsahellofalot dontyouthink. ?

In things that are important but not:

The husbandman found himself going back to work today. Not entirely certain if he should have, but he did. He caught some wicked horrible cold... he might have gotten it from Fussy. She had it last week, and took her out of her skiing lesson. I wont mention that since I am a QUEEN mother .. that I really tried hard to get her to go.... but in the end it was deemed that she was clearly too sick to adventure out. It could have been the clear indication of the full on body ache from head to toe. My thoughts were: she was going to ache anyways from head to toe once she got off the mountain .. this way she wouldn't notice it as much. See .. I am a QUEEN.

Speaking of Fussy ... she gave the washer, dryer, and bedroom door a good workout this morning. She was unable to find "anything" to wear and tested out the hinges to see if anything would rattle itself away from a deep dark corner. Except deep dark corners do not exist in our home, being all 1365 square feet and all.

Except when you speak to Jimmy; if you were to speak to him about our abode, he would claim it is massive, with excess people creeping in corners and not enough light switches to his avail. All except for the kitchen. He wanted to know what exactly was going on with all the light switches in the kitchen. Why were all the switches in the kitchen, and none at the ready throughout the rest of the house. He claims the hallway is the worst of locations. All maybe 20 feet of it.... cause our house is massive and all. He says it creaks, and he's sure that there are always people hiding behind the doors, so he has to dart quickly, and then jump to his bed, but then has to get up again, to shut his door, once he realizes that there isn't anybody behind it. Perhaps one should hear it coming from his perspective, because reading it here makes him sound paranoid, which he is, but then he is a comic, which you sort of have to be highly quirky to dispel this sort of theory, and make people laugh, which he did, but that was only me. And really ... perhaps I am just into clown fanfare and all.

where I'm at in the world ...

Not many places I can assure you!

BUT .. here's some boringly told stories of nil excitement or amazement.... I'll pass out my toothpicks prior to this writing...

The camera has sat all week, untouched. I believe it is cursing at me right now ... it's probably saying things like ... yo lady ... just try and push my buttons... it can taunt me all it wishes .. I will not give in to turning on cameras and playing with settings .. I would much prefer for a sunny day to arrive, and I will just start playing with dials and aperatures then. Cause you know .. why be prepared. I was no girl scout.

I am currently wearing a pair of pants that got thrown off a bridge last week... or an overpass, or at least a point of which was a higher elevation than the ground. I just couldn't live with myself knowing that the pants were at a stage of RETURN, so I went back and got them. The sister threw them over the edge, when I disrobed from them while standing on the bridge... in an effort to look less oompa-looompa-ish when walking past the sons school where he was waiting for me. What a nice mother .. trying to look less ooompa for her son .. who the hell cares that the rest of the world watched me march by ... including the sister that had to be seen with me.

In reality and practicality ... I retrieved the pants so that eventually I would give them away .. to someone that is in need of oompa pants. OK .. the only real reason they are oompa-ish is due to the fact that they have a slight EDGE in the size department. I am less, they are more. BUT ... someone will be able to make good use of them ... when I am done with them .. which clearly wasn't the case last week ...

So I wore the oompa pants to the track last night. Me and the ipid ... not ipOd .. but ipid .. that's the name. I traveled around that freaking track for 90 minutes. Soccer balls were randomly being kicked in all directions, so I averted shots by the balls as well. Go me .. at the end of the frenetic adventure .. I took a picture of myself, and made it the wall paper on my phone. I mean .. a person of varying colour does look good under stadium lights .. right .. ? Ooompa pants ... blue ... Purple with lime green inside collar running jacket, with a hot pink running jacket over top, and then the lime green oompa-topping vest and black leather gloves. Makes a statement .. No?

It is reading week for the boy. At least I think its reading week. All I know is that it is a transition within his educational adventure ... and I believe that he is going to be hit with a holy-freaking-fridays-I-can't-believe-this-happened-WORKBOMB. Last semester ... (like it was moons ago, and not just on Friday ..his academic load was a bit light... as in ONE course, with the optional three music courses that he had been enrolled in. We wont talk about science .. cause that kind of went down the toilet. Really. BUT .. as any good crazy oompa mother would do ... I signed him back up again. I've already had three emails from the fairly science crazed teachers, all of which there have already been assignments due ... and HOLY CRAP .. I just got the welcome email on Friday. I have barely figured out the process, and I am already behind. This is currently scaring me. Hopefully all going well .. this course will not require the son to colour ... cause that is what I got do at the beginning of the semester.

In other things of true excitement ... the boy downloaded some Neil Diamond onto his ipId. Seriously for real. I think I might send him to acting school, except .. I will go the public school route.... and just ask him to enroll in a drama class. How does a 16 year old kid truly like the sounds of Neil Diamond ... and wish to sit on a stage and play the guitar and sing it .. and NOT CRACK UP while doing it .. now theres DRAMA for you. Cracklin Rosie, Holly Holy, Forever in Blue Jeans ... I'll wait for that. Just like I am waiting for him to play November Rain. He played it TRES nicely a couple of weeks back .. and even offered up the singing version of it. Lucky me.

In other things semi-lucky. One of his music buddies asked to borrow my camera. The camera that has sat ... untouched and seemingly momentarily unloved. They used it to film a video. It's a good thing they had Jimmy to hold the camera for the three of them. HOWEVER .. the video that they made was quite good.

In things not so lucky ... forgot to check my lottoa max ticket, but since the jackpot has gone up for next week, I guess that my bank account didn't. That's OK .. I can wait another week if it means that the payoff will be splendid!

I am thinking that I am going to have to purchase some new runners. The runners that I purchased last spring have managed to not be in such good working order any longer. I did purchased three pairs .. but the most loved and favourite of all three are the ones that I missing wearing the most. I will not walk in the same shoes as the sista, as she just tends to march into places and ask people to fit her, and then make purchases ... and never once raises an eyebrow as to the cost ... me on the otherhand ... spy the label, consider the cost, maybe ask to try them on .. and then continue shopping based on the BADASSED bank account that I do not have. Crazy girl marches in ... spots something ... yaes it .. throws out the magic card, and carries on. How does on do that .. ? Where did she learn how to do that .. ? I mean .. I did do that a number of weeks ago .. but I think it took all the oomph and splooomph, and teachings from the sista to march in .. and do the toss the card to make the purchase. Of course I like to "toss the card" in an effort to collect my miles! ... Maybe I am only good for one toss the card purchase and go once a year. Maybe this year I will bump it up to TWO.

I learned something though .. the sista told me that the local running spot store was a good place to buy clearance items ... cause the larger sizes tend to sit on the rack ... now that makes sense ... I could be game for that kind of shopping.

Speaking of running .. I must skidaddle ... off to the working spot .. where I wonder some days ... is this really working ... ? But it is .. ! ENJOYABLE working ... a place where it is just nice to be ..!

I should have ...

1. gone walking at the indoor track
2. bought some hair colour
3. no, wait bought a MAC
4. gather my senses!
5. screw my head on right.
6. done some paperwork
7. phoned some people
8. gone eagle watching
9. figured out my cell phone situtation
10. retrieved some moss from the back yard.

Not necessarily in that order mind you.

It's not too late ... so I can accomplish some greatness of sorts ... right now I am just simply recharging my batteries.

So yesterday

was uneventful and eventful.

Not that I need events in my life.

Although on second thought I would like the event of opening up the door to the housekeeper that should arrive everyday. That would be event filled.

but I do not ... that is just a wild dream.

I had good news, strange news, even interesting views, and some unfortunate sad news.

Moving forward ... here is today ... make with it what I will.

And now this!

Supertramp!

That boy of mine played this as well... I think this is the video where it goes on and on at the end ... and I believe they had an issue with the guitar ... otherwise they would have continued playing. Because of my rookieabilities in this videoing/editing world.... the world now gets to see it.

That boy of mine told me that I could edit the length of the movie in Mediaplayer .. which I tried ... but for whatever reason after importing the video it still didn't show up ...

I like that boy of mine.

I managed something ...

I managed to do this ...

Not that it took alot ...

But I never do this sort of stuff ...

Well almost sort of dont ...

The video-ing skills are challenged ... due to people placing themselves in my line of viewing fire, and my audience bad choice seating .. which sends the viewfinder flying ... but you get the jist ... I think.

My Jimmy .. playing November Rain ... well .. he's the piano playing guy ... that you really can't see .. but he's there!

This boy is ...

Absolutely incredibly talented ...

AND YET ... while I CAN say that ...

He stands along side a fistful of hugely talented people.

Except I can take pictures of them.

And not him.

Is it the black curtains, the black piano, the keyboards in front of him, ...

What is it I say ...

I knew this boy was awesome .. and last night he prooved to be incredibly so.

This is the piano music that we got to hear:

Gravity - John Mayer
Logical song, Bloody Well right, Breakfast in America - Supertramp
November Rain - Guns & Roses
Helter Skelter, Got to get you into my life (live and let die) - Paul McCartney
Guns, Guns, Guns - The Guess Who
Baba O'Riley (Teenage Wasteland), Who Are You, Behind Blue Eyes, Won't Get Fooled Again - The Who

It's a good thing...

that Mr Rockshool son is in two shows ... cause the camera can't seem to find him behind all his gadgets!

What is going here ...?

Debut performance by Mr Rockschool Boy.

Rock the Fox ...

Hoping to capture the boy and his bands tonight on the video ..

who knows what I will come up.

Got to get the batteries charged:

That 16 year old boy of mine has his rockshow tonight.

Well .. it's not his ... he just happens to be playing a bunch of music in the show.
Well.. he isn't just playing .. by himself ... he's playing with others.
Well.... it's an organized event ... more or less... there is a teacher heading it up.
Well... it is school, believe it or not... as education is delivered in all sorts of mediums.

That 16 year old boy of mine has perfected his hair to the perfect length.

For his rockshow. Not that it is his rockshow, I just mistakenly call it that.

Meanwhile .. I will charge up my batteries, and empty my memory cards ... and be early to find a decent seat, so I can film that 16 year old boy of mine.

Last evening ...

The sister popped down, so we could do a walk. I hadn't planned on walking, since I went walking earlier, but hell ya.. I can go again ... even if I had a glass of red wine ... just kept me warmer that is all ...

Anyways ...

That 16 year old boy of mine had been playing for hours .. and then I very simply asked if he could play something for the aunt... so he starts to play this cool little tune, which has been a huge source of stress and contention and trouble and some other mysterious things about this song that can not be articulated due to the fact that I am not even sure what the whole commotion really is .. anyways ... the boy is playing November Rain ... and it is completely beautiful ... where he stops cold: ... "give me 5 bucks, and you can hear the rest of it tomorrow" he says to her.  OK .. in Deannaland, that was completely hysterically funny.

In other things ...

Must go find pictures to post here ... will keep me from writing about things like oompaloompas, and how much I resemble one. AND am proud of the oompaloompaness, and the fact that the children refer to me as oompa, ... "come on oompa ... get all your layers of clothes on and lets go ..." they say to me.

The husband remains silent .... S.H.O.C.K.I.N.G.!

Not sure really ...

What I am up to!

BUT .. I do know that there's always something happening .. and somebody watching ... !

what has become of me ..

nothing.

Just making me way around this small but big world.

That boy of mine turned 16 on the 5th. How did that happen?

He also got his learners license.

AND we became friends on facebook.

See ... all in good time my friends .. all in good time.

Well... we were once friends, then I was deleted, now I am back in the inner sanctum. Who knows if I won't just delete myself ...

practicality

got the best of me.

I stayed home. Cleaned up. Bossed some chicklets around. Drove some chicklets arounds. Went to the fabric store. bought the girl fabric. Went to the furniture. Bought me some furniture.

Ha ha .. APRIL fools. No purchase in the furniture department ... but lookey looes we were.

I didn't see anything that jumped out at me. Of course I did sit on some stuff. I did like the deep red leather sofa and love seat. It was quite nice, not quite red and black velvet sort of stuff that might be swirling through your mind. Not going to work out ... because I am wanting chairs & a love seat. ... and LOSE the three seater couch altogether.

In other things practical:

That boy of ours turns sixteen tomorrow. HOW did that happen? Because I am a queen mom of a varied sorts I am MAKING him get his learners license .... and taking him to Denny's where he can get his free birthday meal.

do I stay .. or do I go ...

The love LL EE family are all still tucked up in their beds ... CHRISTMAS is still happening in this home. I have DE-decorated the vast 1365 square foot home, and set things on the still plywooded and tableclothee kitchen table. I just need to venture out into the great depths of the mossed out yard and collect the blue rubbermaid bins and pack the christmasy event back into them. Now that is the real chore.

My real "thing to do" is go and spot some eagles. I feel like driving out to the place where I have been stalking. That is a bit of a drive away ... and with this house needing some attention  .. I feel bad leaving stuff. So here I am .... contemplating.

In other adeventures in good order;

The husbandman went out jeeping yesterday. Not sure why he didn't take the Fuss, but she called me at my place of employment where I really like the benefits ... and was livid and crazed and squirrely and distraught that she was not in the passenger seat as the jeep rolled out the driveway. I too was miffed ... as I had asked the husbandman to take the girl with him ... AND NOW ... sometimes the worlds do align ... he didn't get home until 3:30 this morning. He left at 0830 in the morning. ALTHOUGH he did call me, and was completely equipped for staying out in the elements, and HAD THE PIP gone she would have been too... I am glad that for some reason UNKNOWN to me or HER that he toodled off on his own.... or at least with his jeeping buddies ... and that someone broke an axle, and they fixed it on their trail of adventures .. which lead to the deep dark night adventure they ended up participating in.

All the same .. time is ticking ... do I wake the Fuss up and take her on an eagle spotting adventure ... because although she likes adventuring ... she likes it way less than me.

Of course there is always the promise of purchasing some hot chocolate for her ... oh .. who knows. Anyways .. my batteries are charged ...

AND with the swans now being on my desktop & screen saver .. perhaps I should just enjoy that beauty for a little while ... because we don't get swans around here on a daily basis. ... or maybe we do .. and I do not get out enough.

Half Broke Horses

The last book I read of 2010. This was an amazing book. I loved it. Did it all really happen ... perhaps. Anyways .. it was nicely written.. with just a right amount of common sense and practibility.

Where did that year go?

Not entirely sure when 2010 slipped away from us ... but it did .. and for some reasons I am more than thrilled to see that it has ran it's time limit, and there is no time for the credits to roll ... and I am more than happy to see a new year upon us ... hopefully I will not be faced wtih time flying by as quickly as it has .. hopefully it will move slow enough so I can capture theses characters .. and have them focused at the same time. BUT NOW .. I have the whole rest of the year to do that!

Happy New Year!

May LOVE peace and HEALTH find you every step of the way.

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We found these two guys down at the dyke today instead of any birds of prey.