Friday, November 11, 2011
Bon Voyage!
Ahoy me maties, shiver me timbers and walk the plank...Well finally I can tell you all my secret! It has been held close to my heart for many months now, waiting patiently to burst out of my mouth, but I was keeping it safe incase I jinxed it. But at long last I can share it with the world!
I am running away! (or rather sailing) :) I have resigned from my job and been employed by a small, 6 star, luxury, cruise liner for 4 months. Once that contract is done I am flying to the Mediterranean to work on the yachts and motor boats there. Then, Fort Lauderdale and Miami. And then...who knows, the world is my oyster :) It is all very loose and freely planned, which is so exciting!!! I could go anywhere! Yay for me!
Anyway I just wanted to let you all know this happy news in my life. I will also unfortunately not be able to keep up with my posting here, so am taking a break...but fear not, I have started a new blog! Yes!! It is called Sailor Girls. And this is where I will be posting all my sea and travel adventures, so please visit, I am sure it is going to be exciting. (Don't worry one day I will be back for A Moments Clarity...but I just don't know when, so for now this is bon voyage :)) Till we meet again, G x x x
Friday, November 4, 2011
Happy Movember!
To all the gentlemen out there....it's Movember and with that comes "great responsibility" because you're not only growing statements of prestige and manliness on your upper lips, you are also raising awareness for men's health issues and breast cancer. So wear your staches with pride (even if your girlfriends and wives think they're itchy and ugly) :) G (Ps...I mustache you a question, but I am shaving it for later. Hee hee)
It's My Birthday! :)))
Yay!!! It's my Birthday!!! Nothing better than spending quality time, with awesome people, good food and lots of laughs...sigh, today is a great day! To all my fellow Birthday Scorpios, hope you have an amazing evening. Never forget just how DAM special you are!!! (Birthday girl princess) G x x x x
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Dreamy Photos
I love these beautiful pictures. The transport you into another world of fantasy and magic. They are so relaxing and soothing to look at, nice way to unwind after a hectic Thursday. G x o x o
I Could Not Date A Vampire!!!
I know, I know, it has been a really long time. Tsk, tsk, shame on me. I have really been slacking. Sorry guys. But here I am :) It's crazy how life just speeds up. I really don't have enough time in the days anymore. I am working towards a very special life project. So I have been tied up lately. Anyway, enough excuses, I have a very funny story for you....
Ok, so I am terrified of needles, injections and blood! Yes I am a full grown woman who has a complete irrational fear of these three things. I don't like it, it makes me feel weak, silly and like a child. So the other day I was like..."I am going to give blood!!!" I felt this was a smart decision, as if I kept giving blood I could conquer my fear and also save lives while doing it! (Kind of like a super hero) Awesome!
So off I go all by myself, with no one to hold my hand, excited that I am been such a big, brave girl. Once there it all starts to hit me! Wow! There is blood in this room!! I see needles and giant bags for my blood, antiseptic smells, nurses gloves. And all of a sudden I feel like a caged animal searching for an escape route! Seriously I had the most intense desire to bolt. But non the less I have a stern talking to myself and fill out the forms and sit in the chair. The nurse was really nice but obviously I look away as she fiddles with my arm. (Lets not fool ourselves, it is sore! Not, oh-my-word-I-am-going-to-pass-out-from-the-pain kind of sore, but it is sore) Once she is done I sit there as the blood is drained from my body! But as I think of other things, besides vampires, dripping blood and death, I realise....I am ok. Munching on my cookies and sipping my juice, I think this is not so bad. I am kind of a big deal right now. Look at me saving lives. Easy peazy!
After they drain a full bag from me, I am free to go. And wow, was I proud of myself! I felt great. This is something I could actually do. Anyway, so as I am leaving the room and walking down the corridor. I start to feel funny. Light headed, my limbs don't seem coordinated, my vision is blurred and my ears are muffled....I know this feeling....I recognize this misty haze....Bam!
I wake up face flat on the carpet. Ha ha ha ha ha ha, yes I fainted and face planted the floor!!! Full on face plant! I was lying sprawled on the carpet. Dazed and confused. I had no idea how I got there, where I was or how long I had been lying there. I didn't even remember walking out of the blood drive room. Ha ha ha ha ha, once I came too, I jumped up, so embarrassed, I dust myself off. (but thank goodness no one saw me) So needless to say for the rest of the day I stayed securely seated, slurping on coke and nibbling on a Bar One feeling very sorry for myself. The dizziness only left me the next morning. Hee hee hee. Anyway I just wanted to share that story because I found it hysterical :) G
Ok, so I am terrified of needles, injections and blood! Yes I am a full grown woman who has a complete irrational fear of these three things. I don't like it, it makes me feel weak, silly and like a child. So the other day I was like..."I am going to give blood!!!" I felt this was a smart decision, as if I kept giving blood I could conquer my fear and also save lives while doing it! (Kind of like a super hero) Awesome!
So off I go all by myself, with no one to hold my hand, excited that I am been such a big, brave girl. Once there it all starts to hit me! Wow! There is blood in this room!! I see needles and giant bags for my blood, antiseptic smells, nurses gloves. And all of a sudden I feel like a caged animal searching for an escape route! Seriously I had the most intense desire to bolt. But non the less I have a stern talking to myself and fill out the forms and sit in the chair. The nurse was really nice but obviously I look away as she fiddles with my arm. (Lets not fool ourselves, it is sore! Not, oh-my-word-I-am-going-to-pass-out-from-the-pain kind of sore, but it is sore) Once she is done I sit there as the blood is drained from my body! But as I think of other things, besides vampires, dripping blood and death, I realise....I am ok. Munching on my cookies and sipping my juice, I think this is not so bad. I am kind of a big deal right now. Look at me saving lives. Easy peazy!
After they drain a full bag from me, I am free to go. And wow, was I proud of myself! I felt great. This is something I could actually do. Anyway, so as I am leaving the room and walking down the corridor. I start to feel funny. Light headed, my limbs don't seem coordinated, my vision is blurred and my ears are muffled....I know this feeling....I recognize this misty haze....Bam!
I wake up face flat on the carpet. Ha ha ha ha ha ha, yes I fainted and face planted the floor!!! Full on face plant! I was lying sprawled on the carpet. Dazed and confused. I had no idea how I got there, where I was or how long I had been lying there. I didn't even remember walking out of the blood drive room. Ha ha ha ha ha, once I came too, I jumped up, so embarrassed, I dust myself off. (but thank goodness no one saw me) So needless to say for the rest of the day I stayed securely seated, slurping on coke and nibbling on a Bar One feeling very sorry for myself. The dizziness only left me the next morning. Hee hee hee. Anyway I just wanted to share that story because I found it hysterical :) G
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Somebody That I Used To Know
I am in love with this song from, Gotye (my new favorite band). I simply keep it on repeat, for days. For me music is like poetry. A deeper, more emotive form of poetry. Music is an emotional experience. The beat, instruments and band chemistry all add to a song but the words and intensity of the vocals are what make music and particularly this song, for me. The words are what take it to a new level. And this song changes me. It makes me feel. An uncomfortable stirring deep inside my soul. Like butterflies in my heart, my tummy, the very core of my being. Please go listen to this song. Please. It is beautiful. Haunting. The whole album, Making Mirrors is amazing. Seriously, go listen to it now. Seriously. :) Have an amazing Wednesday, G x o x o
"Somebody That I Used To Know"
(feat. Kimbra)
[Gotye:]
Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
[Kimbra:]
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
And I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know
[Gotye:]
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
And you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Somebody
(I used to know)
Somebody
(Now you're just somebody that I used to know)
"Somebody That I Used To Know"
(feat. Kimbra)
[Gotye:]
Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
[Kimbra:]
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
And I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know
[Gotye:]
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
And you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Somebody
(I used to know)
Somebody
(Now you're just somebody that I used to know)
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Surround Yourself With Books.
I love books. I love home libraries and bookshelves. Not only are they a practical way to display and store all your written treasures, but they can also be a wonderful home decorating feature. Whether it's color coding your books, placing them horizontally and vertically, adding some fabulous art, a personal token from a trip or a nice vintage collection... styling bookshelves is really about having fun and surrounding yourselves with things you like! For me is a given, every time I visit a home my eyes immediately are drawn to the bookshelves. Here a just few beautiful bookshelves I have found in my internet searches. G
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