Manifesto What You Got Next-O
My darling Chiropractor posted this the other day and I am stealing it…
Speaking of I need a schedule…oh look here is one I will print and ceremoniously pin to my new corkboard in my new desk area with my bright pink desk. It’s so simple and it’s so true.
It’s Technically A Thursday
Thanks to the short week, even for us unemployed folk.
I may be now but kids you should see all this amazing and fun stuff the world we call home is throwing my way. My note from the universe today called me the Boss and as much as I toot mine own orchestra things are beginning to take shape. It’s all sparkles and olives darlings. See? Everything happens for a reason and everything is happening. My one area to continue to work on however is schedule, that Pacman daily diary I purchased hasn’t felt the pressure of my pen in much too long. Also my Magic course has fallen by the wayside because I spent over an hour yesterday reading my own blog posts from years ago.
It was fun.
Sunday turned out to be a lovely day and we visited my brother, sister in law and Violet my niece at their new home. Violet and I played legos and she, much alike her aunt, loves organization and grouping alike legos together and then having fun putting them away in their appropriate storage container. A fellow organizer! Watch out world! Easter shopping for a 15 month old on Monday was amazing. How fun is it to go in to a store to buy shiny sparkly things for a little person to then claim was left by a mythical rabbit?! holy underrated life pleasure! And how marvellous will it be when she walks in and sees her dog Harley is indeed the rabbit! (He was not thrilled to learn of my plans for his Sunday dressup afternoon but he can take one for the team on this holiday.)
I am off for my very first Thai Massage. I had a traditional massage a couple of weeks back and to be honest having my face stuck in the massage table face hole for an hour made me a bit dizzy and disoriented after. I felt spacey and I dislike that feeling muchly so I found an alternative that may require me being in yoga pants in semi-public but whatever, my back knots need some love!
SMRT
As in I am so…
Look below this post…after several attempts at linking within I have indeed found the plugin of my dreams. Excuse me while I pat self on the back and pour myself a big drink because dreams do happen kids. Thank you universe for this being mostly pleasant and only keeping me up until 11:30 at night.
Now, for beddingtons and surely self congratulatory dreams.
Cage Your Love
I heart rocks and crystals.
It all started years ago when a rose quartz and I fell in love. I picked it up in this now defunct store in the carrot common on the Danforth when my friend Gretchen and I used to go there weekly because she had a big thing for the produce guy at the Big Carrot. He was a blond with dreads and he was delectable. Anyway, so as we loitered one afternoon in hopes of coming across the delicious dread we ducked in to this lovely little gem store and that’s when I saw her. I picked her up…it was love. Then I inexplicably put that rosy girl down and picked up another rose quartz that I ended up buying.
Why? I dunno. But since that day I have thought of that stone and why the hell didn’t I buy it and where that little stone is now.
Tragic I know.
Anyway, since then, and because of my jewellery making as well I have been pro-crystal and learned each stone chooses you. You can walk in to a store with four thousand crystals and gems and that one meant for you will somehow cross your path. For meditation they cannot be beat and often I find myself holding and playing with my Aventurine, she’s my little lucky girl I picked up from The Crystal Project the last time I was in Moonflowers.
So because of The Magic course I am doing, which I mistakenly thought I had begun when I actually had just done an exercise and not started the course at all, I read ahead and realized I would need to pick a stone. Having several stones already I wanted something new because this was a new course, new journey etc. So back I went to Moonflowers with a rabbit stone stuck in my head, I need this stone Rabbit shaped for some reason.
Nothing in stock but Charlene is on the case so the bunny is coming home to Mama soon but while I was there…
Mookaite in pink and burgundy, love that combination and purchased for Mother for her new fancy office. Peacock Ore, the shocking blue stone of happiness and joy. Aragonite, pointed out to me by Charlene and this stone is now my new favoutie child. Atlantisite in beautiful green with purple specks for meditation and for balance. Amazonite for the anixiety I sometimes have. Selenite heart to cleanse my other crystals and to expand awareness, exactly what I need now with all these new oppertunities flying everywhere around. And finally, African map Spotted Jasper for the protective and healing energy.
A couple of these are going to have new homes soon but I don’t want to spoil any surprises. Oh Hi Penny! 
And…the greatest idea ever…
Rock pendent cages!!! Genius! This way you can wear your lucky buddy around your neck near your heart. Brilliant! I bought one in silver and one in copper…go get ‘em fellow rockers.
Shopping Amongst Own Closet
I am using house cleaning as a form of self worth cause of the whole unemployment thing.
We’re talking pulling down drapes and washing them, orange oiling all the wood furniture, I am Cinderella at this point. But it’s good because I am a project based being and these tasks are equalling a whole bunch of satisfaction. Gutting my entire wardrobe does wonders for my sanity and also quells any desire to online shop. Especially since many of my past online jaunts have produced several current wardrobe items that the tags still remain on. Months after the initial purchase. I am taking a page from Gala and her Love and Sequins and getting back in to the outlandish daily outfits that I was once known for. Kinda lost that for a while, began relying on the tested and true instead of the weird and unique.
Since my personal accomplishments are flourishing lately I also will let you in on two projects I also started today, two separate projects that will be combined in to one eventually but for now remain separate. Bahire posted the April #photoaday challenge and I finally decided to get on this bandwagon. Ashley months ago encouraged me to post a picture a day, I loved her 365 project of 2011 so she inspired me today, just like everyday.
Wanna join Bahire and I?
Secondly, I finally began The Magic 28 day course. As I mentioned in the previous post it is quite monumental to sit down and list everything you want out of life but I went ahead and have a rough list as it stands now. I can always add but for now the skeleton is on paper. It really makes you think, let’s your brain dream a little…my dreams are huge but so lovely and sparkly.
I also had a good half hour listening to Bon Iver and Google image searching Keanu speaking of dreams.
Then I had fifteen minutes of personal time.
Awesome.
Vive Le…
Source: Scott Beale
Had a great post…spell checked and posted. Now…gone. Totally. BUT, I did tweet about being sick of the gray-ish days and the sun came out soon after so you can’t win them all.
In other news, according to the ten minute conversation I had this morning with my brother…Mr. Peanut and the Monopoly Man are not mayors. I call bullshit. Of course they are. It is blatantly obvious that Mr. Peanut is a political nut, overseeing the development and industry of Peanuttown. We agreed to disagree but whatever, I know I’m right.
I had a big day planned but then my mom’s car ended up acting out and she had to take Bella the Jeep. Today at the former nursing home of Baba they are having a small memorial for all the patrons lost in the last year. Us Ukes tend to do things like this around Easter time. I love Easter, one of my favourite holidays and this year I am going to Ukes it up and decorate the eggs properly and make the paska myself. With dough braids. And dough birds.
Booyah.
So instead I think I will keep going through my wardrobe and cleaning that out and finally getting my new and bright pink Ikea hacked desk in to the house and covered in Kinder toys. I really need a better display for those. I am such a project based person, the need to renovate and refinish furniture is calling me again too, trip to the reStore in my very near future. Speaking of projects I started one a couple of weeks ago and I don’t know if it was discouragement because of last weeks events or what but…
I read everything up until the first lesson in the 28 day program and then…nothing. The first task however is monumental, it’s listing everything you want out of life in great detail. And as we know I want everything! Unicorns, olives, sparkles, laughter, love, adventure. Serendipity.
But now I have to narrow it down…
What are you up to today?
Clicking Heels
Today I had to return the carpet cleaning love of my life, Juan. We spent the last two days together and it was magical but it was just a fling. We had no future but we he was the best Mr. Right Now I needed this week. If you ever have time and energy to burn you pick up one of those and thank me laters. Working with your hands is a great way to get a couple jolts of accomplishment when your schedule has been turned upside down. Boredom is a huge root of anxiety
Spring Fling. I’m about to have another too and invite you. Excited no?
Anyway I had a lunch date at Tims with two hot old broads. Good times, I also saw two alumni from my former high school but with my poor memory I couldn’t recall their names so…smile and nod kids! Smile and nod! Also had a love affair with a mango peach smoothie with yogurt. Holy Christ is that thing ever a stroke of coffee shop genius! I wanna marry that smoothie!
So as we’re leaving two ladies sitting and having coffee call me over to tell me my shoes are amazing…
These are my knockoff Toms ‘Elvis shoes’ picked up last summer at Winners. Coyote was with me and as soon as he observed me gasping with delight he knew he was going to have to put up with a girlfriend with the loudest feet north of seven. Not only are these comfortable but gold sparkles go with everything! I needed a pick me up today and sparkles are known to induce pep even in to the Eeyores I know.
But then one of the compliment laden strangers said something that made my jaw drop, totally out of the blue; ‘all day long you should click your heels and make wishes because you are going to do big things in this world.’
I just smiled and nodded and thanked them profusely and giggled and went on my merry way stewing about those words all day.
Holy shit universe!
Mercury Brings Whoa, All You Need to Know
Mercury. Retrograde.
No, not that Mercury. That one is just epic. (And a fellow cat person…we are the best us friends of felines.)
I’m a star girl. I love the stars and planets and reading about eclipses and how the alignment of other floating planets can affect us as individuals. I’m one of those, it’s an interest indeed. To be honest I never really paid attention to Mercury retrograde until last year, during the offending retro in mid-summer. Not kidding you, every time I answered the phone it was more unbelievable news. It was a good solid couple of weeks of whoa. Listening to voicemails from friends and thinking…she/he has got to be kidding, no really?
It was then I starting believing about the true power of Mercury and how it can wind us up and throw us all over the place in several ways. I was talking to Meowers on Friday and when I mentioned nothing is surprising during Mercury retrograde she wanted to know more. I’ve done some research so I will be a shareason, this one is for you darlings.
Gala is one on my favourite bloggers and authors. Currently I am reading a couple of chapters of her book Love and Sequins (Valentines gift to self) and think she’s a real firecracker. A great student of the Law of Attraction. Gala has a great article about what to do when Mercury goes retro.
I love love love love the AstroTwins and they also have a great article about the retro here. Sign up for their weekly horoscope email…love that Sunday night reading.
Susan Miller has the best in depth horoscopes on the Internet. I await her monthly Sag stuff and always print it out and highlight all the good stuff. Susan also weighs in about Mercury retrograde here and provides the dates to watch out for.
Thank you Pinkers for introducing me to these gals via your blog, I love your finds! (Especially the link heavy emails!!!) Love you!
Bet You Think This Entry is About You…
It’s not. Wah wah.
Enjoy my rambling won’t you?
I miss blogging. Yet at the end of the day I have been so mentally spent that I can’t even begin to piece together an entry. I was thinking today about how many pictures I used to take and now I barely take any at all. Partly my stupid pictures of self in mirrors has been absent because of the sheer madness that is my face. I have been breaking out terribly, I didn’t have acne this bad when I was a kid but now that I am a full fledged adult…boom.
Also likely breaking out because I haven’t updated this very blog. Blog related guilt is a little known affliction currently affecting many of our brothers and sisters in the social media community. *Cue Sarah Mclachlan music* The only cure known is to take as many pictures as possible and post on Twitter, Instagram and the blog itself. Blog your lunch, your cats, your text message conversations and give forth in to the social media universe okay? And keep your beautiful chin up! (Messages to self.)
Also, therapy works…and so does having Married make me laugh because that guy is like a double fucking rainbow. Unbelievable and gutsy but he’s so him that it’s hard not to laugh and get caught up in the storytelling of it all. Emotional sailboat is level, just as long as we stay out of underground parking lots. Then the whole schmozzle goes tits up like the Titanic. But no, we restrain because we are adults and because fact is he is my Happiness Yoda. I know that makes no sense.
And lucky me, I have a great ex and a great current and lunches made for me by the beautiful Lucky Penny and inspiring talks by Pinkers…it’s like the entirety of awesome has my back. Cause they’re as awesome as me, only awesome people need apply. I truly have found the most amazing people on earth and kept them close by me. Stephers, Vic, Princess Pine Needles, those near and far, old ones and new old ones (I had to get a dig in there sorry). Be very jealous of my homies and become one. Join the team that is legendary.
But social media is where it’s at and with the help of an old friend I am making it happen. He’s designing all sorts of wonderfulness for Bella the Jeep and I gotta get Anja on the horn to do some tweaking on my site. I make the wheels to put in to motion in my universe and I got myself a hot little light-bulb (two actually) that are going to light up a bunch of worlds, all along with my cheerleaders.
Who were your cheerleaders today?
Hey Har
A couple of evenings ago I read message on the Adopt a Dog blog regarding stigma and the misconceptions sometimes attached to rescue animals.
As someone who spent their childhood in a home that often was filled with strays and once neglected horses, dogs and cats I cannot fathom this type of intolerance. Ignorance is a plague and the only way to overcome this is educate. To share stories of triumph and light and wonderfulness.
You think a rescue dog or cat will maim your children, ruin your home as it’s not housebroken and will have deep psychological wounds stemming from a rough puppyhood?
Really?
Meet Harley.
He’s 130 pounds and the product of a love affair between a Bull Mastiff and a Lab but we have termed this new breed ‘Attention Hound’. His original owners thought it would be fun to get a dog. They found and subsequently purchased Harley as a pup and brought him home to their itty bitty townhouse. And he got bigger and bigger and never faltered on his high level of energy. He jumped up and knocked over their toddler and was crated for bad behaviour.
For hours and hours and hours and hours and hours on end. Because sticking a huge dog in a crate for hours will teach him a lesson.
Upon his release Harley would continue to bound out of the crate and jump up and run run run his big heart out. Someone wants to PLAY! Someone loves his toys so much he meticulously takes the stuffing out of each and everyone of them. Smacks on the nose, cuffs on the head. Don’t chew because you’re bored! Don’t act out because you have energy, suppress dog!
Needless to say Harley found himself homeless. He went to a rescue.
Now I could wax poetic at no end about how people don’t do their research and end up with a pet that is way more than they can handle. I could say the breeder was obviously not thinking of the well being of the puppy he/she sold. But the bottom line is they threw Harley away like trash for their own poor decisions. Can we condemn Harley to a miserable, short and lonely life because of the stupidity of humans?
This is 2012 right?
The fact is perfectly lovely and non-traumatized dogs get abandoned everyday for some reason or another. And although Harley was just a mutt from a rescue and had a shitty puppyhood I’ll have you know he has yet to have an accident in the house and is a dream on a leash. He is careful with my one year old niece and knows in return she will give him a rice cracker she’s softened up with drool to him. Harley and the horses play together, he barks and they run after one another. He swims in the pool and sleeps under the covers with his head on the pillow like a people on a king sized pillowtop.
And he was a rescue.
Whenever we pick up a broom he backs away from us (not sure why but it’s likely he was hit with something alike a broom or a broom itself as ‘discipline’) and he really hates his ears being cleaned. But otherwise we’ve got ourselves a rambunctious and hilarious companion. People ask us constantly where we got him, how unique and handsome and interesting he is. How can he be so well adjusted for a rescue?
Cause he fits our life and we fit his! We spent time with him, we gained his trust and loved that dog up and he got over being a total spaz all of the time. With someone home the majority of the time Harley didn’t spend hours locked up in a crate and we disciplined him the proper way without raising a hand. Now he’s just a total spaz some of the time. Our lives would not be the same without 130 pounds of Harley barreling towards you when you get in the door at night.
If you cannot conquer your misconceptions and you then attach unknown fear to adopting an animal what are your basis of stigma? Animals wind up at shelters for a variety of (not often good enough) reasons. Some yes are unfortunatly abused and mistreated and those are the ones who need us the most. The need us to restore their faith in humanity and require an experienced dog or cat owner.
Dude honestly.
Make educated decisions, do your research and know that this is a commitment. I find it excessive and almost offensive to spend thousands on a dog or cat from a breeder or puppy mill and then pay for microchipping, altering, shots. It’s not half as rewarding as spending a couple of hundred dollars on a beautiful animal who thought their life was over. Marty and Harley thank me everyday for the second chance.
Oh yeah he has huge issues just look at him!