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got shovel-check, got mittens- check, gone crazy-check, check

Pink, Pink and more Pink!

It’s a winter wonderland out there today, nothing but white, cold, not a car in sight. So what’s a winter-hating, cabin feverish girl to do? Day dream… pretend, drool and indulge in a little color therapy. I think I could live in Betsy Johnson’s world of pink heaven.  Could you? I love the quirky fashions she creates and I’m envious of her beautiful penthouse and very bold choice of color.  Do you ever wonder what drives a person like her, how do they step out of the ordinary, get noticed and become an icon.

The dogs are in a hibernative sleep and the cat keeps looking at me, out the window and then back at me, as if to say, do something would you.  His faint meow is filled with desperation on the verge of insanity. Get in line Ricky-bobby!

This is the perfect day to get caught up on indoor chores and office organizing, oh sure, perfect for someone who doen’t lack discipline and motivation for such things. This girl is feeling non-productive and she certainly can’t bear another day of incarceration,  instead she’ll hop into her tiny, little sports car with 2″ tires and run a few errands. What would Betsy do? If she (me) makes her way through the seven plus inches of snow she will be sure to be first in line at the post office and most likely the only one waiting for a hot cup of mocha, tall, non-fat and no whip, please.

Wish me luck, I better throw in the shovel. he he…

xo-jj

PS: All my love to our friend Renee and her family!

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February 22, 2010 Posted by | Hello Miss Manners, me, rants | , , , , , , | 3 Comments

The city girl doesn’t want to meet the farmer’s wife

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Sometimes the awful weather and low light work in my favor. I love the soft dreamy colors in this pic.

I was in the garden yesterday morning cutting back the roses and snapping a few pics when I felt as though I was being watched, kind of like I felt in the cemetery the other day. I looked around, nothing, so I got back to work. Then I heard a thud in the woods. Ah huh, just as I thought- a little watcher in the woods. There she stood stomping her feet at me . She would stomp one foot and move closer then stomp the other and get a little closer. I guess she was challenging me to a dual over the roses.

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This image looks like it was taken through a window. It wasn’t, just a low light blur because she was in mid-stop when I took it. Notice the extra set of blurred eyes in the upper left. Kind of creepy.

She eats all the pretty things in my garden whenever she gets the chance. BTW I won. She gave up after I snapped this pic and walked a little closer. I hope she didn’t get her revenge. I haven’t been out to inspect my garden yet this morning it’s too cold. Yes, I know it’s July but this is Michigan and our weather has been nuts. It’s been cold and rainy for days and making me crazy. Maybe that will explain this next paragraph.

I grew up a country girl not exactly on a farm but in the country. I lived next to my grandparents retired farm and we did have horses. I liked nothing better than hanging around the farm and assumed that I would live in the country the rest of my life. Well, I grew up and got over that in a hurry. I like the country don’t get me wrong but I prefer to live in the city with a little garden space and street lights. Recently my feelings have started to change a bit and I’m enjoying the country a little more, feeding stray cats and considering getting a camper. Getting a camper? Am I nuts? We used to camp but I was more than happy to give that up. I prefer the Holiday Inn style of camping-it’s much cleaner and the toilets always flush.

So I’m wondering what is making me change into a little bit country. It has to be this past year of insane weather that’s making me crazy and Mr. Java too. The other day he mentioned wanting to buy an old farm and plant hay for a hobby and to make a little extra cash.  I just can’t see that happening. My dreams do not include becoming a farmer’s wife. What I had in mind for the future was a little more like buying a beach house to escape the cold winter. I can definitely see myself walking the beach while picking up shells every morning, not doing chores on the farm. I love to visit the country but feel more comfortable in a neighborhood close to town. If I’m not careful I may get kicked out of the neighborhood when they find out I’m feeding two stray cats and one is pregnant. No, I’m not a crazy cat lady I just have a soft spot for animals without food. BTW I totally tamed the bob-cat he now rolls over on his back for me to scratch his belly.

I can’t believe this weekend is the forth of July already, wow! Mr. Java has his huge stash of illegal… shhh, fireworks in the garage and we’re headed to the lake to spend the day at my sister’s cottage. Last year I found a few treasures from the neighbor next door who had just moved here from Tibet. She was selling some of her cultural treasures. maybe I’ll get lucky again this year.

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This is a little spiritual niche I have in my office. A few statues, prayer wheel, a hope, faith, pray necklace I made and acloche filled with various things collected from nature. I’m sure you noticed the money at the base of my Buddha statue. That tradition was started by strangers passing by my garden. It’s a long story best saved for another day. 

Enjoy your day. Remember to take a moment or two for yourself.

xo-jj

July 2, 2009 Posted by | me, photography, saga | , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

No super-girl here…

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(the grand-princess escaping another photo session)

 

I had to do it-tell you about the monster that haunted my dreams last night. It all started around mid-night as I was getting ready for bed. I was standing in the master bath ready to pull on my pj’s when I saw it. The most hideous monster ever sitting in the middle of my bedroom floor!

Well of course I screamed and then jumped up on the tub ledge. I called to Mr. Java (yeah there’s a Mr. Java I’ve kept him secret and just for me- I’m selfish and don’t share very well) to come to my rescue and even though it was after twelve and Mr. Java had been sleeping for a bout 30 minutes or so but he managed to stagger out of bed and throw a shoe at this grotesque thing. He hates to kill anything but he knew that if he didn’t we, or at least I, would be up all night, with the lights on, looking for the beast. He knew this because I pretty much screamed it throughout the bedroom, “you got one shot- so kill it or else we’re gonna be up all night or at least until he’s dead!”

Yeah, I was quite the authority figure cowering naked on the edge of the tub. No super-girl here! Well, he threw his big shoe and thank god he used to be a baseball player because he hit the bulls eye and yes the wicked wench was dead. You should have seen the thing, so hideous I’m not sure I can describe it. The beast was big really big about the size of the palm of my hand and pale or ghostly white. It looked like something that is an albino and only comes out after darkness. It had fangs, now I couldn’t see the fangs from my hiding place in the bathroom but I know they were there 😉  I was going to do the google thing and look for gortesque pictures of this monster but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

What was left under Mr. Java’s big shoe was a squishy, gooie mess. This thing was full of juicy guts , he was probably flesh eating. After the ritual or more like brutal killing Mr. Java walked past me to flush the remains and I swear I saw the Shadow of something else creepy out of the corner of my eye so I jumped on his back. Well, as I said he was a little tired after I woke him, with all the screaming and shouting out orders, so he kind of lost his balance and there we were lying in a naked heap on the floor. Yes, he did manage a few words that I can’t mention here but I don’t think it fazed him much because by now he is quite used to my hysterics and usually just ignores most of my drama. 

I know what you’re thinking, poor Mr. Java, how does he take all the drama of a girl who screams in the night at a spider/beast, then tackles him to the floor because she’s afraid of the darkness and oh yeah, and she sometimes springs out of bed to photograph the twinkling lights in the garden but worst of all, she spends all his money on her latest crazy dream/project. Oh did I mention that I’m not a very good cook, either?  I never said I was perfect. I have my good points- I just can’t think of them right now.

I’ll say it again, “no super-girl here.”

Sorry for the run-on and very incorrect sentenses but I just love the fact that there are no rules here and I can say it however I want to. I think Katharine Hepburn said it best with this quote: “If you obey all the rules you miss all the fun.”
– Katharine Hepburn

I love that!
xo-jj

May 28, 2009 Posted by | confessions, lovers, me, rants | , , , , , , , , | 9 Comments

My stalker, a travel give away, and the gnome

img_2554This was the scene on my deck yesterday. Today is much better, thank you. He is cute and yes I did feel sorry for him but there is something you should know about this fellow. He is my stalker. He sits on the deck and peeks in my windows. Sometimes he jumps up on the potting table to get a better view of me. He is a little creepy and sometimes even scares the shit out of me. I can sense his eyes watching me and then all of a sudden he jumps against the window, as if he thinks I’m going to open it and welcome him in. Some days I find myself talking to him as a work around the house. Yes I know it sounds a little crazy but I’m just thankful that the neighbors can’t hear or see me.

        I’m slowly getting ready to fly south for a little sun therapy. After this long winter I desperately need it. I think I’ve mentioned this before but I am not a cold weather fan. Give me sun drenched days spent in nothing more then a tank top, a pair of shorts and flip-flops, or better yet bare-feet. The more heat, the less clothes, the better!

Okay so about my trip and travel treasure give away- I will be in search of something unique to the area I’m visiting. It is a small island and there are very few shops. Mostly fine art and other expensive things like that. Sorry I won’t be purchasing a pricey painting or anything close to that for you 😦 I will be hunting for some cool treasures from the sea and who knows what else. To help me in my search of treasure, I have brought in a bit of an expert on travel. Meet Ug the traveling gnome.

 img_2560-2I’m sure you’ve seen his larger cousin on Travelocity. Well apparently the check out lady at Target had not. I noticed her making an odd face as she whizzed him through the scanner. So I tried to explain my intentions for him. Well, I should have just kept quiet because the more I tried to explain the higher her eyebrows got. Now before you get the idea that I am a little crazy,  keep in mind that I’m now a woman, (who BTW is not going to reveal her age), but still a silly girl at heart. I admit that I have age issues. I still think of myself as a young girl until I look in the mirror and see this woman stairing back. That’s when I say, “what the hell, who let her in?”

That’s all for now because I really should finish packing. I have until Friday but time has a way of getting away from me.  Keep your eyes open for that give away post.

Take care… jj

April 7, 2009 Posted by | me, rants | , , , , , , | 8 Comments

Hmmm, A little Gossip perhaps

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 I wonder what they’re talking about in that cozy little bakery. A little gossip perhaps? Probably more like “why the heck is that crazy lady hanging out the window of a moving car while taking our picture?” Do you ever see something that looks so cool or quaint that you just can’t pass up the opportunity to capture it, even if it means putting yourself and on-coming traffic in danger? Yeah, I really should quit that, but sometimes I just can’t help myself.

I loved the name of this place “The Garden Bakery” and the look of the bake goods all lit up behind the customers who are chatting away, was kind of charming. It was so quaint in a retro chic kind of way. Just setting in the middle of nowhere. Okay it wasn’t too far from a lake but still miles away from town. I’m a sucker for anything dreamy, charming or chic. I guess it’s the hopeless romantic side of me that can’t resist.

The image didn’t turn out exactly how I wanted but the expression on the chick to the left is worth the shot. I had to wonder about the topic of conversation or taste of the delightful pastries and freshly poured coffee. Yum! It was a nasty day outside and the cozy atmosphere looked so inviting. I should have stopped for a bite and maybe an ear-full of the local gossip, next time for sure.

I just had to share this drive-by with you, just a quicky to warm up this snowy day.

jj

April 6, 2009 Posted by | me, rants, should be illegal | , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Rant Until Your Hearts Content

Dear Sofa Diary readers,

It has come to my attention that some of you don’t have secrets to share but you do have a lot to say (rant) .  So I would like to invite those of you who are pissed off, fed up or just like to complain, to let us in on what is keeping you up at night or is just plain driving you nuts. With all that said I have a little something that I would like to get off my chest. So here goes Junie with our very first rant.

Okay, I am a modern girl. I use all of the latest technology, cellphones, computers, email, digital camera and this blog but I still know how to talk to someone without the latest gadgets. Why is it that so many of our family and friends can’t  pick up the phone or deliver really important news in person. Do you really think it’s appropraite to email or text message the news that someone is dying? Or email me the night before your Christmas party to let me know what you need me to bring. I may not look at my email before I leave and I really don’t want to find out that someone is dying via email or text message. Would it really kill you to pick up the phone and call me or better yet deliver that kind of news in person?

What do you all think.  Has modern technology gone too far? Have we all forgotten how to comunicate with one another? Does this drive anyone else crazy or is it just me? Tell me what drives you over the edge.

JJ

January 27, 2009 Posted by | family woes, Hello Miss Manners, me, rants | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments