All those warm cars going by while I waited for the bus. I kept thinking how nice it would be to have a warm car. Why do they never ask if you’d like a ride? On those really frigid days when your eyes water and the water freezes onto your face, why do so many cars just drive on by. I was so cold on Friday that even a ride just to the next bus stop down the street would have been a help. Just a few minutes to defrost.
Your Little Black Dress Says You’re Quirky
You are lively and outgoing. You are naturally friendly.
You enjoy meeting new people and making new connections.
Your style is whimsical and unique. You’re good at putting together interesting outfits.
If you were a shoe, you would be: High heeled boots
Your Dress Says You’re Classically Stylish
Your Personal Style:
Modern and simple. You like clothes to accentuate who you are, not overwhelm you.
Your Ideal Wedding:
A small ceremony at an old church with a beautiful flower garden
Your Philosophy on Marriage:
You can have a deep commitment without marriage. It’s only a piece of paper.
Your Perfect Marriage:
Simply loving each other a little more every day
Chore Wars – Get XP for doing your housework in this online RPG. I didn’t try it yet cause I’m not at home and besides, I really do dislike housework. I’d make really slow progress in a game like this. I do like the idea. I just need those male slaves to whip along so I can play the game while they work. Sounds like a pretty good plan to me.
“Courage is the ability to go from one failure to another without losing your enthusiasm.“
I don’t know who this quote came from but I found it today in a book on my nephew’s desk. One of those ‘educational’ books his Mother buys which he actually does read. (More than I would have when I was 13 and my Mom bought me a ‘helpful/ educational’ book). The book is, “10 Minute Life Lessons for Kids” by Jamie Miller.
At the back of the book all the quotes are listed in a summary. Here are a few others I picked out.
If you can not do great things, do small things in a great way.
You can count the seeds in an apple, but you can’t count the apples in a seed.
I’m hoping tomorrow will bring the start of better things. Though I shouldn’t become pessimistic and not enjoy the good things just because I feel down about the un-good things.
Most of this week I will be at my sister’s house in Newmarket. Mainly because she and her daughters are away visiting our Mother in Florida for the week and I didn’t like to leave my nephew, Zack, alone so much time. His Dad is here and I know would do his best. But, they now have two businesses to run and there isn’t any way he could handle all that by himself for a week and keep Zack company. So here I am. I’m also down to a few last dollars and they are turning the power off on the house for the neverending story of renovations. I hope all the fish and such which I have in the freezer will be ok. I bought it when the oven/ stove was still functional. Who would expect they could break that? It was brand new. Anyway, I’m tired of problems and not having an oven or laundry washing or money.
I’m reading a new book from the second hand store. It’s by. About people running a business to catch cheating husbands and wives. Basically they have staff who dress up like easy pickings and send them out to tempt the cheating spouses. I think it’s a bit silly. Most men (and some women) are likely to take up that kind of offer if they actually get a chance. In reality they aren’t likely to get a young woman who looks like a porn star unless they have something she wants. But, the women who catch the cheaters are only checking up on them cause the wives or girlfriends have cause to be suspicious. So, most likely, they are screw ups, literally.
I don’t understand why married people cheat. I guess too many get married for stupid reasons and then can’t be bothered to care about or respect the person they are married to. I only seriously considered sex with someone else while I was married for the short time when I wanted to have kids and the husband decided he didn’t. In that case it wasn’ t about the sex or finding someone new and exciting or any of that BS. I just really wanted at least one kid of my own. Now, here I am, 44 and single and it’s not likely to happen. I’m divorced so I could screw around until I turn up pregnant. But, that’s not me. First, I just don’t want such casual sex. I’d like him to at least know who I am and have some real care and respect for me as a woman versus a plastic blow up doll. Second, being a single parent just isn’t all that appealing. I have seen how important it is for kids to have two parents.
Anyway, that’s the chatter for tonight. I am so crazy tired. If I’m not doing something and just sit down I start to fall asleep right away. Maybe it is the stress. If I stop to think I do feel pretty upset. The key is to just not stop and think. Much more fun to daydream instead. It’s funny how many times I have caught a Keanu Reeves movie on lately too. Funny in a weird way almost. Don’t think I’m being foolish about not thinking about the reality. It’s just that thinking about it just to stress yourself out isn’t going to be of much help. I think about it when I have something real I can do and plan.
Maybe the cheque will hit my bank tonight or tomorrow and I can start paying the bills. One of them has begun to phone this week. If I can pay off a good chunk of it I won’t have to call them back. That would be nice.
You Are a Ski Cap
You are a comfortable, low maintenance, and even practical person.
You use fashion to look good, and you don’t stray too far from the mainstream.
You are friendly and accepting. You don’t really judge other people for their fashion choices.
You enjoy clothes and accessories as much as the next person, but you’re not superficial about it!
How many times have I heard about baby seals in the news yet never a thing about baby dust bunnies. Does that really seem ok to you? What is so wrong with our culture that the killing of baby dust bunnies has become so common place as to be socially acceptable?
Poor little creatures have almost no defense. The most they can do is try to outrun the vacuum, the feather dusters and dust clothes. No one seems to pity the fragile little baby dust bunnies. Our civilization should feel ashamed!