I thought it might be nice to have somewhere for people to talk about anything. What it is like living in their country, interesting stuff that you have come across or just plain old day to day stuff.
Now you know this is like a magnet to me and my soap box............................ok subject for this morning:......................warm beds and cold mornings. Does anyone else make excuses up not to get out of bed on a cold dreary morning? On the other hand do we apply the same sort of attitude when we are creating art or do we just get out of bed and let our bodies experience the cold atmosphere simply because there is art calling?
Question: Whats the difference between the two situations?
I have been up since 2.45am cause the phone rang. I missed the phone call and I couldn't go back to sleep because my brain started to tick. It's not that cold here in Wanganui this morning and the full moon is sooooo beautiful!!!
one of the new paintings has just been given a title " Blue Moon" thanks Dee. Good God woman are you mad ........................................no wait thats me! I get like that also and used to have my electronic diary palm pilot next to my bed so that if I awoke with a brilliant resolution to a problem I recorded it.
Telephones are another issue, I think bury them in the sock draw so the ring warns you rather than scares the *&^$ out of you.
The phone i can just about handle,bloody clocks irritate the hell out of me.I have a day job and i have told my family when i retire i am going to get rid of every watch and clock in the house,they all give me the same look, i did get a drawing out of this called 'Outside of Time', which is how i am going to live when i retire, this is only one of three i have done this year and my daughter claimed it as soon as it was finished.
Warm beds and cold mornings, my husband gets up about 5.00am for work I sometimes feel like a lazy slug especially when I have thoughts of, oh when are you getting out of bed so I can sprawl out and have the bed all to myself, but its ok guys cause he get me back when he arrives back at 7.00am for breakfast and knocks on the door for me to let him in, I'm sure he must love that.
I have very vivid dreams, one of my loves in life is my dreams, sometimes I wake up tireder than when I went to bed, I think I must go roaming. The other night I woke about 3.15am I had a scary dream, then wanted to go to the toilet and was scared to go, hehe, big baby yes, I actually don't know what made it such a scary dream, cause looking back on it, it wasn't.
at least the dream didnt scare you into going before you got out of bed..........................................tip for the future, take a whistle to bed and if you do have a wee accident blow the whistle (scaring the hell out of your husband of course) and scream half time change sides.
The next morning just check to see if the men in their white coats havent arrived for pick up.
Yeah well thats how I new it was 3.15am because I looked at the clock wondering if I could hold on till Joe got up, big sook aye, in the end just had to be big and brave and run to the loo. Funny I can still see the dream as I type, hmmm not very frightening at all, but obviously means something.
Well I hope everyone had a groovy Monday, I went out to do some art this arvo, ended up mixing up borax and sugar mixture to sprinkle around our house as the rain seems to be sending ants indoors, so the rest of the afternoon I spent checking and freaking out how many zillion ants where tooping to the bait. Oh then I came inside and looked at my disgusting windows, next thing I was cleaning windows at 4.00pm.........and you think your crazy Mark........Oh yeah and I hate cleaning windows and frames........actually I hate cleaning.......where's my maid? I wish.