…Equestrian version. Munich airport 😊
Category Archives: General BS
For instance; if I have a toothache, let it be a toothache, and not a whole bunch of other symptoms from muscles and nerves connected to the jaw (a touch of irritable trigeminus, I’m afraid😐). But because this is me, it’s boring to be simple and straight forward.
Life’s default mode should be “simple”. That’s not boring. It’s practical. I don’t know why that particular memo didn’t reach the ones in charge.
I’m a big girl. Haven’t soiled myself in ages. I know every way to sit on the loo without getting anything in the way, including long and billowing dresses and stupidly long scarfs. Until today.
I found a skirt I han forgotten I owned, and put it on, happy as a clam. I’m not sure how it happened, but the skirt was of the wider description and knee length, if that has anything to do with anything.
Anyway, I sat on the bog, did my business, and when I went in to wipe, I saw the black curtain of horror. I don’t know how I got it out off the toilet and off me without getting as much as a drop on myself, the toilet or the floor. Quite impressed by self, actually. I don’t think I weed on it, but rather dipped it in the water. Disgusting no matter what.
Oh well. Made for a little story of my lack of control, at least. And I’ve learned my lesson. Hopefully.
The Emu is always up for a challenge.
This year, it’s going on pointe. Never done before, always wanted.
What I lack in flexibility, I make up for in strength, technique and stubbornness.
My only goal for 2016 was to be able to do a hand stand by June.
I can’t. My head thinks my bottom is too big and my arms too weak. I can, however, stand if somebody helps me up.
Half an hour ago, I helped a distressed pregnant lady who had just rammed a doe with her car. To my great relief I kept cool, and was of actual help. The doe was beyond help, and thankfully well and proper dead. I honestly don’t know what I’d done if it was still alive. It was easy to lift it out of the way, calm the lady and tell her to call the police. She was really glad for my presence, and it feels good to be of assistance.
Right now I’m in bed. First time ever I have to stop for the night because of work. It’s nice. And I’ve got a new, cute night shirt 🙂
It’s cold outside, and is supposedly getting even colder. I want summer!
The Christmas tree is getting attacked on a regular basis, and baubles and candy canes are all over the kitchen, dining room and living room. Neko is a happy kitty!
And although the roads are slippery and I’ve lost my footing more than once today, it was the theatre rehearsal that was responsible for my fall that resulted in trip to the ER. I jumped, fell to the floor and broke the fall with my right arm. Luckily, the arm didn’t break, but the Doctor prescribed RICE; Rest, Ice, Compression and Elevation. Nice. Elbow and shoulder feel a bit funny.
If I really cared for Christmas, now is about time to start the countdown.
Three sorts of Christmas cookies are baked and boxed, and I’m looking for a decent recipe for lebkuchen.
Tonight I’ve seen Star Wars episode I and II with a couple of friends. I’m not proud of it, but I’ve only ever seen episode IV before. We are having a little marathon before the new film hits the movies. So far, I’m enjoying the films.
I ripped my last pair of decent jeans while working out during lunch today.
And then I got to buy a brand new pair with all that beautiful money I received from my employer today.
Haven’t bought any new clothes for ages!
Then I went to see Insurgent with a couple of my favourite people.
I learned three new words today, although one I only remember the meaning of (but cheated and used my browser history);
Ichthyology is fish science, and has nothing to do with itch (which, I’m a bit embarrassed to admit) I read it as the first time around.
Mesothelioma is a rare form of cancer that develops from cells of the mesothelium.
Defenestration is the act of throwing someone or something out of a window. Apparently this is a cause of death; “suicide by defenestration”.
I never knew such a word existed, but it’s so nice I’m going to collect it in my treasure chest of words.
And now I’m going to bed. I’m dreading the stress of next week already.