My Idol by Helen Morris
To be the one I long to be,
To see through eyes that don't belong to me,
To have the faith to make tough decisions,
To put every energy into it with immense precision,
To learn from lessons, great and small,
To rise above them, still walking tall,
To share love, learning and understanding
To carry on when life becomes too demanding,
To be loyal, faithful and true, through and through,
To dream, I do; I dream to be like you.
Mr Cainer - Your Week Ahead: Here comes a Full Moon in your sign. That's a chance to change your life, if ever there was one. Really, though, it would be a mistake to assume that everything is going to alter dramatically. Sometimes, Full Moons bring immediate, impressive upheaval. More often, though, they force decisions. They bring matters to a head and oblige us to face facts that we might prefer to ignore. They allow us to adjust our ideas and free ourselves from negative beliefs. If, though, you want to rewrite the story of your life, you can begin.
Crikey wonder what the hell this weeks gonna bring. How the hell can you change your life without having the financial ability to do it nowadays and if that isnt the issue then time most certainly is! - still its a positive forecast so we will go with it!
General DIY has come to a head for the moment and other than becoming quite fabulous at impressively launching large bits of wood and chipboard at the tip ive not really got much to share. My to do list is ever increasing though which means frustration is rife and arguments are breaking out over things which should be clearly labelled "S**T" such as the gas fire and the shower ... and the kitchen tap... amongst others. A visit to the neighbours only ever makes our house look like a nineties throwback and in desperate need of some love. I have the love but not the finances. In a nutshell, I need Nick Knowles.
Creativity has taken a back seat due to time, or lack of it, although we have been productive. Our apple tree and plum tree have given us a wicked crop this year. We made apple pie with our apples and used 2.5kg of plums making plum jam before offloading 90 plums to the neighbours. Theres still more plums to go. After all the sugar yesterday I have spent much of the day peeing like a racehorse and deciding that I need to pose the 4lb I put on. Life Lesson: Plum jam is not good for the diet.
So the positivity thing and Cainers weekly forcast, I'm going to give it a whirl and see if his forcasts are true. I have my reservations... Dave Gorman once tried this with Mystic Meg and wound up financially worse off and grumpy. I hope Cainer is more reliable.
So today we decided to try and attach the flappy bits on the outside of the wall which are connected to what i now know is called an extractor fan. Beforehand this had been a plastic thing with a piece of kitchen roll taped to it. No more! It has been one of them jobs that Dad had wanted to do but now no longer has the strength to do. Knowing that destruction is one of my most loved past times my lovely fella let me loose with a massive hammer and chisel. I cautiously went to work on the brickwork of the side of my house. This was massive!! Usually ive demolished things like wall tiles (or anything that has met with my short temper). But not actual WALLS, things that hold the house up - the four main components of a house - and I was going to hit it with a hammer. After nearly lynching myself on the washing line, I balanced on the 3rd step off the ladder (an achievement in itself) and stared at the carcass of a rather large house spider formerly known as Fred, now entombed in the house insulation. I knew I put my brave pants on for a reason this morning.
If I don't say so myself, I did a great job, the hole was a nice circle, no one was blind, on their way to hospital or dead and my house was still standing. The flappy bit was attached without drama.
I was later given an explanation as to what the extractor fan actually does... I learned that it basically sucks the air out of a room. I questioned this extractor thing being a good idea... with Millies bed being in there, were we not, in a sense, vacumn packing the dog?....
Ive been inspired by my cousin Nigel to get creative with odds and sods in the journals he has. Im a massive Alice in Wonderland fan -it appeals to my childish side which accounts for approximately 80% of my personality.
I frustrate myself at times to get things out of my head and on to paper when it comes to art. After seeing Nigels awesome work I'm going to try and resolve this. This has been whirring round in my head and be it it in no way resembles my other work.... I am pleased I have got the makings down on paper. Unintentionally the lady in the picture wound up looking suspiciously like my lovely mum who passed away 3 years ago after a long fight with cancer. I guess that too has made this sketch special. X
In other news I have today been failing in the art of stopping my sponge fingers floating to the top of the jelly whilst making a trifle and have learnt that only small amounts of gravy browning are required to improve the colour of your onion gravy.
