Define Moping.

Mope:  verb, moped, mop-ing, noun

verb (used without object)

to be sunk in dejection or listless apathy; sulk; brood

Today, is one of those days when I  I'd like to take a vacation from myself. When I want the world to just Shut, Up, and go away!!!!!

I want nothing more than to crawl back into bed, and pretend nothing exists. Especially, the thoughts floating around in my head.  I want to wallow in self pity and have a big whine about how bad I'm feeling.



And then I think.

Get A Grip, and get some Perspective


I have so many wonderful things, qualities, people, to be thankful for. When I add them up they far out- weigh the negatives in my life.

There are so many others less fortunate than myself.

Why am I moping?

My life may not be perfect. So what!

My Life is GREAT.

Whimsical Wednesday

 My first foray into the Web of Whimsy.

This New Day

Little Queen,
Herald the dawn.
Awake the dark heavens.
A cacophony of colour.

Little rabbit,
Twitching whiskers.
This joyous day begins.
White fur glistening silver.

(Manni)

Everything is Clover

Clover Heart

A reminder to myself to look for the extraordinary, in the ordinary.

Inkblot Challenge 1

This was done for the Inkblot Challenge over on ~ dt.haase ~ website, and was a lot of fun to do.

Original Inkblot

To

Angus Angler

On being a Grand-ma

Once you get over the shock of realizing that you've suddenly become a Middle aged woman. With a middle aged figure. That is, somewhat round and squishy in the middle. Laughingly called a Cr-apple by my sister and myself. Or Holy Crap I'm shaped like an Apple, what on earth happened. Last time I looked I was skinny and my knees worked the way they're supposed to.

I know, I know. I could be doing something about the whole Cr-apple thing.  I have in fact, lost ten kilos in the last few months. But that's another story.

In my head I'm still twenty. Unfortunately the body knows better and is letting me know it. Would you believe, the Hokey Pokey is not my favourite dance.

I digress.


Fridays, I get to play with my Granddaughter, and I look forward to her visits immensely. The little Miss is three, and each week I notice that she has more understanding, and better motor skills. Her imagination has taken off in leaps and bounds too. We have fished for stars, casting our lines and reeling them in singing Twinkle Twinkle in our boat, (aka the bed) for half an hour or more.

We make mess, glorious mess. Painting, drawing, cutting, gluing. The house always looks like a bomb's hit by the time daddy comes to pick her up. But who cares, we've had fun.

The little Miss doesn't mind that Gam-ma couldn't sing her way out of a paper bag either. Nor do I need to worry how my dancing skills are. She thinks I'm great, and besides, I do a fantastic rendition of the Little Teapot.

What can I say.

Being a Grand-ma Rocks!

Todays Inspiration

When I found this cruising You-Tube I was captivated in a way I haven't been for some time, and just knew I had to share it.

I love it so much I thought I'd like to try my own version of this Idea.

Watch this space.

Watercolour

Over the last few years I've had a computer of my own to play with. Thank goodness for hand me ups, and sons who give them. I've fallen in love with Photography and Photoshop. The way you can change things again and again. Easily and without too much messing about. Paints aren't as forgiving.

As a result I haven't painted with actual paints for some time, and have never seriously used watercolour. I've always been more of a Pastel girl really. But I've been missing the feel of real paint and thought I would get back to basics, brush up on my painting and drawing skills, and see what happened.

This is the result.  Hope you like it.

I'd appreciate your thoughts on the angle of the head?. My dad doesn't like it, although my sister and I think it's fine.