...I fully intended to stop somewhere and take a picture to capture the moment.
But since at 12.34:56 on the 07/08/09 I was attempting to cross the Wolverhampton Ring Road...I did not stop and take a picture.
But I did blog this rather than tweet it!
Friday, 7 August 2009
I'm sorry...
...that I have not been blogging.
I haven't really been doing much to blog about.
We've gone and seen a few more houses, found a couple that we'd quite like to live in and we're in the process of putting in an offer on one/both of them to see where we get to.
I also bought myself an iPhone last week. This means that I spent the whole of last weekend lying on the sofa cross-stitching, tweeting and listening to audio books. It was lovely. However over the course of the two days Anthony went from "hurrah I've got the computer!" to "but I want to doze on the sofa!".
Now I can tweet (faster) from work and I'm going to try out blogging from it too. I might try doing mini-blogs from it, the equivalent of a tweet perhaps.
I'm also going to try doing more timed posts, that way when I do think of something/do something to blog about I can spread it out a little.
Partly it's cos I'm trying to do more things away from the computer and my blogging is the first thing that suffers. I still try and empty my Google Reader every day though!
So apologies, yet again, for me being a bad blogger. I shall just have to attempt to spread my organisation skills back to the computer without getting sidetracked.
I haven't really been doing much to blog about.
We've gone and seen a few more houses, found a couple that we'd quite like to live in and we're in the process of putting in an offer on one/both of them to see where we get to.
I also bought myself an iPhone last week. This means that I spent the whole of last weekend lying on the sofa cross-stitching, tweeting and listening to audio books. It was lovely. However over the course of the two days Anthony went from "hurrah I've got the computer!" to "but I want to doze on the sofa!".
Now I can tweet (faster) from work and I'm going to try out blogging from it too. I might try doing mini-blogs from it, the equivalent of a tweet perhaps.
I'm also going to try doing more timed posts, that way when I do think of something/do something to blog about I can spread it out a little.
Partly it's cos I'm trying to do more things away from the computer and my blogging is the first thing that suffers. I still try and empty my Google Reader every day though!
So apologies, yet again, for me being a bad blogger. I shall just have to attempt to spread my organisation skills back to the computer without getting sidetracked.
Thursday, 6 August 2009
Did you ever do finger painting...
...when you were a child?
Did you dip your hands in paint and do hand prints?
Did you ever do footprint painting?
Were you a messy child who used to get carried away?
I did and was and my mother has just found some photographic proof.
Look at my lovely blonde curls!
(The gentleman on the left is Andrew, he was my partner in crime)
Did you dip your hands in paint and do hand prints?
Did you ever do footprint painting?
Were you a messy child who used to get carried away?
I did and was and my mother has just found some photographic proof.
Look at my lovely blonde curls!
(The gentleman on the left is Andrew, he was my partner in crime)
Monday, 13 July 2009
Tuesday, 7 July 2009
Once again...
...Richie Fingers made me laugh today.
There I am reserving a copy of The Magical Adventures of the Wishing Chair for a customer and vaguely aware that there is a lady waiting behind him.
The lady waiting was holding a gorgeous bouquet of flowers.
Flowers for me.
Flowers with a card...
...and what did Richie say?
"Does your Anthony know that you're getting flowers from a bloke called Nelson?"
When I stopped going scarlet and gasping for air I explained a little.
Then Richie took over the book reservation for me, explaining to the customer "she just got flowers from a F1 driver, yeah."
There I am reserving a copy of The Magical Adventures of the Wishing Chair for a customer and vaguely aware that there is a lady waiting behind him.
The lady waiting was holding a gorgeous bouquet of flowers.
Flowers for me.
Flowers with a card...
...and what did Richie say?
"Does your Anthony know that you're getting flowers from a bloke called Nelson?"
When I stopped going scarlet and gasping for air I explained a little.
Then Richie took over the book reservation for me, explaining to the customer "she just got flowers from a F1 driver, yeah."
Monday, 6 July 2009
There is a fundamental...
...difference between love and romance that often gets confused.
Romance is things like buying flowers/chocolates for your loved one, love is buying them Marmite when you loathe the stuff.
***
Romance is cooking them a nice meal or taking them out for dinner, love is regularly doing the washing-up because they hate it.
***
Romance is presents at unexpected times, love is completely unexpected presents at expected times.
(love is also cropping huge cheesy grins out of pictures)
***
Today I smiled all day, a big twinkly smile that became infectious. I smiled because of something I was given yesterday, a gesture of love laced with a hearty dose of romance.
But when I came home tonight and the kitchen was tidy and the litter tray had been changed - then I smiled with love love LOVE.
***
Here's to clean litter trays, to washing-up, to Marmite, to Michael Schumacher 7-star caps...
...and here's to a rather perfect symbol of romance and love.
(and to a cat that must be in every single photograph ever taken while sat at this desk)
Romance is things like buying flowers/chocolates for your loved one, love is buying them Marmite when you loathe the stuff.
***
Romance is cooking them a nice meal or taking them out for dinner, love is regularly doing the washing-up because they hate it.
***
Romance is presents at unexpected times, love is completely unexpected presents at expected times.
(love is also cropping huge cheesy grins out of pictures)
***
Today I smiled all day, a big twinkly smile that became infectious. I smiled because of something I was given yesterday, a gesture of love laced with a hearty dose of romance.
But when I came home tonight and the kitchen was tidy and the litter tray had been changed - then I smiled with love love LOVE.
***
Here's to clean litter trays, to washing-up, to Marmite, to Michael Schumacher 7-star caps...
...and here's to a rather perfect symbol of romance and love.
(and to a cat that must be in every single photograph ever taken while sat at this desk)
Saturday, 4 July 2009
As you all know...
...I'm a big fan of Twitter. (When used responsibly that is, anyone who just tweets rubbish at me will be blocked, k thanx bai).
Recently, as well as the collection of FakeF1 Drivers a few real ones have joined in the fun.
Nelson Piquet Jr joined back on the 5th of June and started quite a few people learning Portuguese (although he dual tweets in English too) and made a lot of people smile with his photographs.
Then Rubens Barrichello turned up on the 23rd of June (possibly converted by Nelson?) and also posted amusing photographs (especially this one).
Recently Nelson decided to give away a signed visor to one of his followers if he reached 20,000 followers before the German GP.
On Friday he hit that target and asked people to tweet him what they would do with the visor if they won it.
So I sent him a message that said:
@NelsonPiquet I'll give the visor to my fiance, in exchange for the engagement ring he's been promising me for the last 6 months.
(Quite a few of my Twitter buddies loved it, but I didn't mention it to Anthony...)
The competition closed tonight, and then I got this tweet...
@Petronella won the visor! @pedrorq and @D_Broka, the other 2 prizes!
OH. MY. GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*ahem*
So I'm shaking like crazy and then Anthony wanders in.
Me "So guess what, I won @NelsonPiquet's visor!" Him "Brilliant!" Me "But you should see what won it for me" Him *reads screen* silence...!
(He still hasn't said anything, he's gone out for a smoke...) He's come back in...
Him: "Well then. I guess we're going to the Jewellery Quarter tomorrow then?" Me: "If that's ok?" Him: "Silly girl, I love you!"
************************************
He's a happy bunny, I'm a happy bunny.
Life is good and Twitter rocks!
Recently, as well as the collection of FakeF1 Drivers a few real ones have joined in the fun.
Nelson Piquet Jr joined back on the 5th of June and started quite a few people learning Portuguese (although he dual tweets in English too) and made a lot of people smile with his photographs.
Then Rubens Barrichello turned up on the 23rd of June (possibly converted by Nelson?) and also posted amusing photographs (especially this one).
Recently Nelson decided to give away a signed visor to one of his followers if he reached 20,000 followers before the German GP.
On Friday he hit that target and asked people to tweet him what they would do with the visor if they won it.
So I sent him a message that said:
@NelsonPiquet I'll give the visor to my fiance, in exchange for the engagement ring he's been promising me for the last 6 months.
(Quite a few of my Twitter buddies loved it, but I didn't mention it to Anthony...)
The competition closed tonight, and then I got this tweet...
@Petronella won the visor! @pedrorq and @D_Broka, the other 2 prizes!
OH. MY. GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*ahem*
So I'm shaking like crazy and then Anthony wanders in.
Me "So guess what, I won @NelsonPiquet's visor!" Him "Brilliant!" Me "But you should see what won it for me" Him *reads screen* silence...!
(He still hasn't said anything, he's gone out for a smoke...) He's come back in...
Him: "Well then. I guess we're going to the Jewellery Quarter tomorrow then?" Me: "If that's ok?" Him: "Silly girl, I love you!"
************************************
He's a happy bunny, I'm a happy bunny.
Life is good and Twitter rocks!
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