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I kinda failed on my April Photo-A-Day challenge.
In my blogging defense it was my first and I got over halfway there but once I got so far behind I gave up the fight. Not to mention being without a schedule and often staying home for long periods of time the muse would often escape me. Now that I am part timely employed and out of the house more often the muse may come and find me and I shall photograph for your enjoyment. Both here and on my stupid Facebookery.
Source: FatMumSlim
Day One: Peace
Peace…of mind. Nothing like a little Seuss to calm and remind you that you should hug life daily.
Day Two: Skyline
Not a building in sight, isn’t that grand?!? The brown dot, kind of behind the tree, is my Sugarbaby have a little afternoon snooze. I went over to him and gave him a little hug and he was all groggy and yawned. Thousand pound pets are such cuties.
You + Me + Tortoises = Zen
Source: Oddity Central
Brendon Grimshaw isn’t going to be around forever and that’s a tortoise sized shame indeed. I secretly want to pack up the cats and my crafting supplies and show up on this island and see if I can get in to the Tortoise club. What a noble man who has so selflessly spent his life in paradise reintroducing a species that mankind crudely banished from this part of the world. This looks like zen to me, I could easily live this life.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-africa-17857239
In saying that however I would need to kidnap many of you so you too could keep me and the Torti company. Wanna go? Do we call ahead?
Sunday Funday
Coyote came over Saturday night and we snuggled (see? I have a heart sorta) and watched Moneyball. I enjoyed it, Jonah Hill is truly excellent in everything and I had no idea Philip Seymour Hoffman was in that film. I love PSH. LOVE. I think it’s a combination of ginger and so much talent that makes me weak in the knees…nevertheless it makes more sense than my ongoing crush on Val Kilmer. And by that I don’t mean the old school Val in Top Gun…no, no. The current and rather bloated Val.
Swoon.
Misunderstood by so many.
Yesterday, without real schedule or intention we ended up at Upper Canada Mall. So full of tweens and lovely things. I tried to find the Ciate Caviar Manicure set at Sephora but it’s not available in store yet I am told. Since my Visa and I are in a trial separation (Visa has been banished to the blustery tundra of the freezer, floating magically in a little iceberg of his own) I am not buying online. I’ll just wait until they carry it in store. Or I’ll see if I can fashion a reasonable homemade facsimile with the help of the dollar store today.
But really, must. Have. Rainbow. Ball. Nails.
THEN, after a terrible and expensive meal full of sodium that looked like this…
Look at you architectural salad that was sixteen dollars yet so salty I am still dehydrated. I ate the chicken and gave up the fight. Meal saved by wonderful Boyfriendly company.
After all this I was jazzed and my blood sugar returned to normal so I sprinted to Forever21 to see what was up in the world of cheap and cheerful fashion. Little did I know that yesterday was the day only 21% off everything in the store sale. Everything happens for a reason and this is why I came to the mall.
Hooray! That basic black maxi is going to be worn to the point of nausea I can just feel it. And new-found Christinka fact…just fell in love with Tye-dye all over again.
As a side note that will not be photo-logged, because of my weight gain and now HUGE boobs I need to find a really good and supportive bra that can keep the girls in check. Although I have never been a Victoria Secret kind of gal I wandered in to their change room with a couple of options. Nothing to write home about but once I put on the ultimate push up bra I spent so much time marvelling over mine own jugs the salesgirl actually knocked to check up on me.
HOLY. CROW!!!
And then we go to Staples and the printable Avery cards and labels I need for my jewels were half price. Lovely! Thank you life for that, I enjoy saving the monies.
I didn’t buy the epic bra. I didn’t feel like spending the money. Ironically, I need to return two items to Forever21, bought something I assumed was a dress/tunic but is a jumper. I don’t do jumper, rompers and I do not get along. So I have a feeling once the returns are completed that bra is mine. This will have to wait for another day, tonight is Bingo with Janet (so excited I could barf) and the tomorrow I have to get my schedule for WORK. Cause I have a job now. Which works out well because this will allow me to buy impressive bras and shit to put on my nails.
What are you doing today kittens?
Stinakat Love
I have a fondness for searching Youtube for unlikely acoustic song covers. There is something to be said for just a guitar or piano and a great voice. I think secretly I also adore this because the lyrics of some of these songs are hilarious and when set in an acoustic environment are far more entertaining without a beat.
So one day a little while ago I found Stinakat in my journey that is online Youtubery, great voice and interesting song choices always. I listen at least once a day, she keeps me company when I vaccuum and clean horse stalls so I thought I would share it with you too. Here is my favourite of hers…
Weekending
TGIF just doesn’t have the same ring to it when you’ve been home all week. But the weekend is nice to have nonetheless. Especially when it looks like this;
It helps when you have seven beautiful horses greet you with nays and brays as well.
Mikey dragged me everywhere to get at grass to graze on. It’s a thirty second walk to his paddock but because he’s 1200 pounds and I’m significantly less than that he won that battle. It was really a one sided conversation though, once I sat down in the grass and let him graze he didn’t really say much between mouthfuls.
Big afternoon planned…
Fascinator, wish bracelets, trying to keep glue out of Marty’s fur. I also need to catch up on my photo a day challenge. I have taken the pictures but they needs some editing and then posting. My little plants needs to be transplanted too in to their jiffy pots. I swear just after I posted the other day my entire tray of second seeds bloomed in to a bunch of wonderfulness. I adore growing things, I do possess some sort of nurturing qualities. It just only applies to plants and cats.
What are you doing today pumpkinfaces?
Sunny Thursday-Ness
After painting my nails, spouting gratitude via blog posts and applying make-up I headed to my appointment on Thursday. It went well and I should hear back this week regarding more info about the opportunity. I love that’s it’s a total opposite of what I have willingly subjected myself to for years previous.
I so done with cubicle. Cubicle no more.
And on our small victory scale (literally) today…I am down one pound! Look at me not grazing all day and filling voids aka eating mine own emotions. Toxicity sometimes knows no bounds. face is also doing better, I think I may have to have a Burt’s Bees break and try something else for a bit. I read somewhere hormones can morph and change every couple of years and I am wondering if this is the case. A trip to Lush is in order, wouldn’t be the first time such establishment has saved my skins.

So I celebration of my face becoming somewhat less of a public embarassment I took several stupid pictures of myself. Like the above, a little Blythe-esque no?
Again, it’s a portrait of me…Iphoneington helped a bunch with this.
Got to check out Romni Goodwood again too. Amazing! They currently have tons of wonderful and unique mud textiles in from Africa as well as weaved baskets that will make you outwardly swoon. Marilyn is awesome!
I could get used to this life…charmmy.














