Sushi

Sushi for breakfast or rather an avacado roll for breakfast along with a banana supper yummy.

Dirty

Dirty dirty  yep that is what my house has become lately. Dust bunnies hide in every corner, dishes are teetering precariously on the kitchen counter and a variety of clothing is draped and  lovingly looped about every room.

I have an excuse... well sort of, I am still in the midst of packing my life away and am finding it hard to confine to boxes all of my precious junk. That and the fact that I become extremely distracted and sentimental when I pack these days. For instance a card that was mailed to me ages ago must be re-read, reminiced and sweetly shown to Mr D. (who finds the card as amusing as my dawdling over the packing) and then placed in a safe and secure place. This my friends adds up to hours wasted and few boxes packed.

The dirtiness of the house also kinda weighs on me but not in a way that makes me want to clean unfortunately. I have taken to the phrase "if you can beat it join it" mentality, if you will and have literally thrown up my hands for the past week at all of the spectaculor mess that has accumulated.

Well hands up no more!

I am changing this state today. I have already cleaned myself  and have made a serious dent into the dishes situation. My next phase of cleaning will involve wrangling the clothes and boxing up the remnants of the remaining cubords and closets. I am like a general planning my next strategy in the War on Dirt. Yes it has come down to war, any parting words you ask?

I shall prevail......Forward .....March

Blah

I have the Thursday blues.

What are those you ask, they are very accute symtoms that usually arive on Thursday evening and they usually come on after you have eaten dinner and are settled down in your nest for the night.

They usually begin with frustrated thoughts, followed by minor disappointments and are cemented in with a bad hair day that you didn't know you had until that night.

Thats right they are all in you head my friends but they are hard to shake. The only thing procedure that I could prescribe and that I have had work well for me is several nights of good sleep and alot of sunshiny days.

I must confess that I have been feeling all wrong lately..... I have been feeling like there is an itch I just can't scratch or there is something looming in my future that I know nothing about and I am getting fed up.

I can't put my finger on it. Maybe it is the clouds looming over head for the last couple of days, or it could be the impending move. AHHHH

November is time for thanks....

I thought I'd reflect a little on the things that I have to be thankful for a little earlier than Thanksgiving. I mean I seriously have about a million and 1/2 things that I could be thankful for this minute. I am resolved  to turn over a new leaf and make a dedicated effort to focus any un-wholesome thoughts directly to thanksgiving mode, starting with numero uno......

1. My precious family, I mean what would I do with out them? They are truly the folks that love you no matter what and I mean no matter what. They have seen me at my best and at my worst and they truly are the apple of my eye.

2. On this Veteran's Day I truly would like to call attention to all of the brave men and women who have been there through thick and thin supporting our country and I would just like to say that I am very thankful for everyone who has been towing the line or has towed the line. Three cheers for you

3. I would like to starting being thankful for things now that you wouldn't think to be thankful for. I mean we all know we are thankful for food, housing, clothes, I mean DUH we should be. (I mean I certainly don't wake up in the morning and think to day I would like to starve and run through the streets naked and sleep under the stars just for kicks, if you do I give you props)

4. I am really thankful for toilet paper, It is a very multifunctional tool that would make my life very uncomforatable if it suddenly went amiss. It can be used to blow you nose, clean up makeup mistakes, wipe UHUM you know along with a variety of other things that  do not pertain to the aformentioned UHUM.

5. I am really thankful for my phone, it has gotten me out of many a pickle and it keeps me connected with all sorts of groovy peeps.


6. I am thankful for good music, there is nothing like a good jam session to lift the spirits

7. I am thankful for flowers they are 1. beautiful masterpieces of artwork 2. the smell good  what is better than that

8.  I am thankful for a sweet kisses and cuddles from Mr. D

9. I am thankful for many happy memories that are stored deep in my heart.

10. I am thankful for smiles they make the day seem sweeter

There is  more of this thanksgiving coming....I just needed a little preview

What are you thankful for November 11th?

Do I look confused??

Today I was thinking about how important words are to the communcation of the human species, not only do they get us what we need and want, they can paint the pictures that are bouncing around in our heads.

I have really been trying to use my words to paint interesting pictures. I do have alot of fun and interesting things happening to me every day it is just up to me to be able to articulate what is going on in a fun interesting way. It is taking some work let me tell you.

I was really antsy today at work, I kept glancing at the clock every half a second and you know how that is...... the clock has only moved a half second so it seems that life has slowed down to a whisper of time.

The day was just so beautiful I wanted to move my desk outside just for the day ;)  The sun kept calling my name and when I left work there was just enough of it left, it kissed my cheeks. I just had to take a drive that was all there was to it. I opened my windows, put in some lovely Gwen tunes and  took the long way home. I also stopped at the Mekong Plaza. As I browsed through the veggies I kept visualizing all the tantalizing dishes I could make with this and that and every time I go there I see the durian fruit. It is spikey and blobby not a very attractive speciman and I just have to smell it. I have heard that it is one of the stinkiest foods out there. However I have never caugh a whiff of this so called "stink". I am sure all the little Asian ladies think I am strange as I leaned over this bin sniffing the air like a hound dog on a trail. After my little smell ritual I took my self home and promptly lost all ambition to make any food of any kind. So it is left over ambition tonight for supper. How is that for a word painting?