Indecision

I'm heading to the bookstore on my lunch break because I am all too eager to start reading something new. But I've limited myself on purchasing to two books. How can I decide? They all sound good and I am terrible with making even the most inconsequential of choices. I will provide my list for you and perhaps you can help me decide?

1. Dune by Frank Herbert (first in a series)
2. The Celestine Prophecy by James Redfield (also the first in a series)
3. Game of Thrones by GRR Martin (again, first in a series)
4. The Glass Lake by Maeve Binchy (*shock, not a series)
5. Italian Fever by Valerie Martin

And I know that once I set foot in the store I am liable to start a whole new list...But I'm determined not to until I've finished with this one~

Hair Cut

Don't you just love going to a salon? They sit you down in that little swivel chair and proceed to hail you with compliments about how great you look today. They brush through all of your tangles and walk you over to your next chair. Then you are given a very enjoyable hair washing/head massage and you almost fall asleep because it is soooo relaxing. You're towel dried and herded back to your original chair where your hair cutting commences. And then when that's all through, they blow dry you and style you until you're absolutely sure that you could give Heidi Klum a run for her money on any given runway? You pay your money and you don't really care that you could have put a down payment on a house for that amount. And you fall asleep feeling wistfully gorgeous and utterly spoiled to pieces.

Then you wake up and you can't remember how they styled your hair at the salon so you trudge off to work looking the exact same way that you did the day before. Lol......but it was all worth it anyway.

My Guitar

This is the best picture I could find on the web of my guitar. Only difference between this one and mine is the fact that I have a 3/4 size. She's an Ibanez acoustic (although I do have a pic-up amp). I haven't been playing her as much as I should and I'm thinking about starting lessons......yikes, I'm a little nervous. But if you really have a love for something, you should not let fear stand in your way.

Don't Cry For Me Argentina.......

Okay, I won't. :) But every so often I look at property for sale in Argentina. Why? Because I can. Yesterday I found this beautiful spot....it had fruit trees and olive trees and a view of the mountains and...and...and....

It just looked like bliss. So I've provided a picture and you can judge for yourself. I won't tell you how much the property is going for because you would sneak in and snatch it up from underneath my feet. Actually, I'm sure that it is already sold....but I can still live here in my dreams, can't I?

Looking at Life Through Rose-Colored Glasses

I think that we are all entitled to happiness in life. Getting joy and satisfaction from even the smallest things is entirely up to us. Have you ever noticed that when you serve someone else you feel great about yourself? I have, but it can take me a while to catch on at times. So today, compliment or serve someone...make their day and in turn it will make yours too. That can be all it takes to turn a person from despair. And don't forget to appreciate what you have, whether it be good health, great friends or the fact that you are alive~

The Minack Theatre

A co-worker of mine is a retired member of the US Navy and was stationed in England a couple of years back. And since I have a fanatical interest in all things "Great Britain", she is always kind enough to bring in brochures, catalogues and the like. What really caught my eye was a brochure from The Minack Theatre. Check out this site, you will be blown away by the view! It makes me want to hop on a plane and go......

Jenny O' The Braes

My friend Rachel and I use to "jam" together (if you can jam to classical music? lol). She performed vocals/violin and I did vocals/piano. Anywho, she introduced me to one group that I liked particularly well, and that was The Battlefield Band. She and I sang a wonderful song off of their CD (and quite well, I'd like to think). Here are the lyrics and keep in mind that some of the words might be different....(i'll give you some hints :)

Jenny O' the Braes

The people cried her Jenny o' the braes
And she was kent untae us a' (kin to us all)
Her ginglin' body hingin out' her claes (ganglin, hangin, clothes)
Made her staun oot when she strode doon the braes (stand, down)

Twa days a week she'd come visitin' the toon (two, town)
She'd tak the braes rain, hail or shine (take)
Her silver hair wid be fleein' in the win' (would)
And folk thought her a creature mad or wild

When ice and snow gripped a' the country (all)
Ye'd see the smoke rise frae her chimney (you'd, from)
The world ablow could then rest easy
For Jenny o' the Braes

The wind blew a'weys roon the muir (always, round, moor)
It rattled on her cottage windae (windy)
She sat inside close by the fire
She was content wi' her ain' company (with, own)
And if ye asked her if she was weel (well)
She's say 'Ah'm grand, sir, how's yersel (I'm, yourself)
And then she's trudge on up the hill
Jenny o' the Braes

She'd nae concern ower want o'gear (not, over, ?)
She lived on cheese, breid oats and barley (bread)
She winae fashed wi' trouble or care (wasn't, ?, with)
She'd spurn the knock that brocht a helpin' hand (brought)
Sometimes she'd wonder over the muir (wander, moor)
Collectin' heather, plants and floo'ers (flowers)
And singin' softly to herself
Jenny o' the Braes

Last year she bided mair at hame (much, home)
Her cottage door was seldom open
And when the spring floo'ers cam tae bloom (flowers, came, to)
She hardly ever ventured doon the braes (down)

One day when someone was out walkin'
They saw her chimney wisnae smokin (wasn't)
They found her sittin' in the kitchen
A smile upon her face
Jenny o' the Braes

I found it!

Okay everyone....I found it. My dream cottage. I'm inviting you all over for a house warming party!

St. Augustine, George and Francis

One of my favorite places to go and it's only 45 minutes away! This is the Oldest City in America. It's easy to soak up all of the rich history here. If you want some good shopping and food, head down St. George Street. And if you need a place to stay, my favorite is St. Francis Inn. It's especially nice to stroll around in the evening when you can hear the water beating against the sea wall. You can smell delicous food being prepared and the lights are beautiful! I never get tired of coming here....

New

I'm sorry...but if you don't find this picture cute, you are heartless. But certainly, I mean that in the best possible way, lol. Babies are so sweet and pure, blameless and new. Devoid of careless thought or deed. Perfect in every way.

Uber....

Just uber....that's all.

Weekend

Ahhh, weekend bliss. I'm not doing anything particularly special but the fact that I do not have to work is all I need to be happy. It's been raining for a couple of days straight, but I'm enjoying it this time. It's Mother Earth's way of taking a shower I guess....

Paper Mania

I work in an industry where we use a lot....A LOT...of paper. We use anything from vellum to mylar to cardstock. Anyway, the whole point of all this useless information is that I've been experimenting with different kinds of paper (see Japanese Prints). So I asked the man in charge of reprographics here to send any scraps that we couldn't use, my way. A couple of days had passed and I forgot all about my request when, in comes Ralph with a 20 ft. roll of rag vellum and all for me to create with. I guess paper companies send out "sample" rolls that never get used. Which is fine by me because I am now the proud owner of a 5 by 20 foot roll of paper. Now how am I going to get it into the car?

Spoiled

That's it, I'm spoiled...but you probably already figured that out for yourselves. This is my new dress. I love it so much that I feel like sleeping in it. Thanks to Michael for surprising me with it~