Wheeee!
Sunday, May 31st, 2009

1. I can’t stand raw tomato. Cooked is fine!
2. I would love to study mixed media/textiles at Art School.
3. I also have two webbed toes on each foot.
4. I love hearing peoples dreams and trying to interpret them.
5. I have two zillion creative projects I’d like to do.
6. I have the best friends a girl could wish for.
7. My favourite holidays were to Venice and the Grand Canyon.
8. I am obsessed with blogland.
9. I am obsessed with yarn and fabric.
10. I am obsessed with beads and buttons.
11. I once ate a worm because my dad told me to.
12. He also told me walnuts could climb walls. I didn’t know about blutak then!
13. I have the sweetest husband in the world.
14. I like cake decorating.
15. My favourite food right now is Japanese, six months till I can eat sushi again!
16. My favourtie writers are the 19th century female variety.
17. My favourite film is Baz Luhrman’s Romeo and Juliet.
18. Normally I prefer happy endings. I like happy things.
19. My favourite illustrators are Eric Carle, Lauren Child and Quentin Blake.
20. I wish I could go sledging today, but it’s probably not wise in my condition.
21. I have boys names picked out but struggling a bit to agree on girl’s names with Ben.
22. Mira has the best hair of any toddler I know! (I’m biased!)
23. I really wish she would not scream when we wash her though!
24. My favourite colour is blue - turquoises at the moment.
25. Being a Christian is the most amazing adventure I have ever been on!
I thought this sounded fun! Tagged by mrBen. Please humour me with your participation!
The rules for this meme thing are :
* Grab the nearest book.
* Open it to page 56.
* Find the fifth sentence.
* Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
* Don’t dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.
You have to start these the day before you want to eat them - not because any drastic action is required, but just because you need to let them dry out before baking them.
Nigella’s Domestic Goddess recipe for ricciarelli. My, she loves dashes!
And now I get to tag 5 other people with the meme:
I love reading these blogs so much - please keep sharing your heart and art!
Bless you,
Heather xxx
Mira has taken to kissing in a big way - people, toys, furniture. But I feel that something must be badly wrong if I catch her kissing a picture of Ronnie Corbett in the Radio Times.
This plant grows out of the wall on Squire Street, near Dumbarton Road. I love it so much as it speaks so much to me of faith, hope and determination. Two years ago there were just a couple of flowers in a tiny crack in the wall, and now look at it!
It doesn’t care that it’s in a wall and not some lush grass. It doesn’t feel embarrassed that it is out of place. It’s found the tiniest of niches and its got right in there, making concrete more and more beautiful every year. You could try saying, “You don’t belong here, could you take your purple bloominess elsewhere thank you very much,” but quite frankly it doesn’t care. And the world would be the poorer if it went away.
Maybe you’re where you are for a reason (excluding abusive situations ). Even if you think you don’t fit. Bloom anyway. Just out of sheer defiance to the naysayer. You are beautiful!
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You Are 2: The Helper |
![]() You always put on a happy face and try to help those around you. You’re incredibly empathetic and care about everyone you know. Able to see the good in others, you’re thoughtful, warm, and sincere. At Your Best: You are deeply giving, altruistic, and humble. You devote your life to others while caring for yourself too. At Your Worst: You are manipulative and enjoy making other people guilty. Your Fixation: Rejection Your Primary Fear: Being unworthy of love Your Primary Desire: To be loved unconditionally Other Number 2’s: Mother Teresa, John Travolta, Princess Diana, Dr. Phil, and Mr. Rogers. |
I have been sojourning in the village of surreal scarcrows and scarily perfect babies, St Jean de Gonville.

I had a lovely time visiting my friend Kerry and learning how to crochet.
Here are the weird scarecrows - they made me come over all League-of-Gentlemanish, a series I was too scared to watch in bursts of more than five seconds.

One has lost his head and one has a bottle of milk in his pocket. I’m too scared to ask any of the obvious questions.