Yes… Another Question!
I said I wouldn’t ask any more questions but I lied! I'm going to! :~P get over it!
My question is….
Is there something that most people have done or do that you have never done? You will know what I mean because I have one and that’s why I asked the question :~)
Mine is….. Drum roll please
I have never drunk a glass of milk! Never! The last time I had milk was in first grade I was 6 and a substitute teacher made me try to drink milk… I told her I didn’t drink milk and would be sick and… I was! Sick that is… I don’t even like to be near milk! Really! I don’t use it in cooking unless I have to! I would rather drink blood than milk! Blah blah! Puke gag! Shiver gross gross milk!
So you get the drift anyway… I know it’s not an easy question but I think it’s a good one! So humour me! :~)
I just love this little milk carton with that cute face and arms!! Seriously what’s not to like? And it reminds me of the Blur song “Coffee and TV” I love that video!
Have a look if you have time… (I'm asking a lot today! I didn’t mean to… sorry!)
One more thing.... Super big congrats to sharona for making it to her day #365!!!!!! WOW!!!!!! It's been a wonderful journey with you and I think your a really awesome person! (you can pay me for that later!) :~P Way to go girl!!!!!!!!!! Yipeeeeeee! Congrats!
Bit of a ramble...
I woke up today and I watched the “Royal Wedding” on TV. Well some if not all of it. I saw a bit of the ceremony and when they took the “Wings” buses to where ever the lunch things was… evidently tiny sausage rolls and champagne but no beer allowed! Lol! Had to chuckle at that one!
Anyway I saw the highlights of things before they all got out on the front porch balcony and kissed but I missed that part too. I'm sure ill no doubt get all the latest info on that later tonight or tomorrow when I see some sort of news either on TV or internet which ever…
There were a few things I noticed and a few thoughts…
First, her dress… ok the lace was nice and thank heavens it wasn’t that straight across strapless thing that every wedding dress seems to be like now… I just don’t like the strapless boxy look! But that’s just me! (Please I hope no one reading this had a wedding dress like that! I apologise if you did! :~P) anyway the lace was nice and the sleeves were brilliant! But did anyone else see her boobs? What was up with that? Maybe it was just me but it looked like she had bottle caps in her bra! Weird! You would think someone would have said it to her!
Second, I know I wasn’t the only one to see Prince Charles wipe his nose with his hand just before he shook hands with the priest! Please! I would have refused! Do you know the signs you see in the hospitals that say “ask your doctor if he/she washed their hands” signs like that should obviously be in many many more places than just hospitals! You think people would know better!
Anyway he really did and it was gross!
Oh yeah I should just mention there is no link from today's shot to this story... It really is just a ramble! :~D Oh and please check this one out in original size! It's SOOC
Third, it seems to be there was a lot of stress put on the fact the lovely couple were requesting that people donate money to charities… and all the money made from the wedding programmes they were selling would go to some charity… then they said the wedding was costing tax payers 20 million pounds…. They also said something about it bringing in so much revenue and in the long run the country would benefit financially from this wedding? Sounds a little fishy to me! I don’t know how that would work but then again maybe it’s just me…. I'm no financial wizard! In fact I live in fear of the post man and the bad news he seems to always bring… why doesn’t he ever bring a cheque!
Well good luck to them anyway! I don’t know them… maybe they are both very nice lovely people! They could be… I wouldn’t want t o spend 20 million on a wedding no matter how much money I had.
Why I watched that I have no idea and was slightly mad at myself that I did! I guess I just want to be able to say I saw it in 20 years time. I remember Diana the day she was married… why for either of these I don’t know….
Maybe I am just a sheep after all! Maybe we all are!
Maybe it’s because my mother in law loved anything royal and I'm pretty sure if we didn’t watch it she would come back and haunt us! :~)
We watched it for you Doreen! You would have loved it!
Miss you xxx
When is enough... enough?
I wonder when we will all be micro chipped? I don’t think it’s just that far away!
I'm all for technology I love it in fact! I think its brilliant and just amazing how small the world is and what’s possible all from technology! If it hadn’t been for the internet I would never have met Michael! I couldn’t imagine when I was ten there would be something like the internet! What will it be in 10 more years? Or 20? Can you just take a wild guess at what life will be like in 100 years? What will technology bring in 100 years? Whatever show I watched said something like when computers started however many years ago that the technology would double every 18 months…. And it did and is still! So in 18 months from now our information and abilities will have doubled what they are right now! Wow! Cool huh?
I have to wonder what will come with that and if there is some price to pay for it.
Privacy for one… if you live in a major city in one day your likely to be seen on some sort of CCTV some staggering amount of times like 300 or something! Pretty scary I think! I know it’s good to for crime and things but it’s just really weird to think if you left your house today even if you live in a small town you were recorded and watched! Who knows how many times!
Anyway…. I just wonder!
I hope in 100 years we are not all micro chipped I hope that in 100 years time things would have changed for the better. I hope people everywhere in the world have the same thing in mind… peace. I hope in that amount of time maybe the world would have figured out how to be better! I know the world is better now than it was 100 years ago but really that’s not very long and things are still bad in the world…. Wars and people starving or living in conditions that should not be acceptable for the world in 2011 and so many things that just shouldn’t be!
I wonder if we will ever figure it all out and do something about it?
I have a question… I don’t want to know the answer… it’s just a question.
If you were walking down a busy street and you saw a person in front of you was staggering and stumbling… if you saw them fall to the ground…
Would you help them up or walk by?
There is actually only one answer here by the way if you think there are two then you need to think about things! Get some help! Seriously!
Spot The Cat!
This is the bag I dug out awhile back to recycle it into another bag… I was (was being the key word here I was going to use this as a liner and crochet a bag to match my hat but! The cat is still occupying it! He LOVES it and I have no idea why! I just love the look when he's in it that he gives when I check to make sure he hasn’t suffocated! What a weirdo he is! Don’t worry he won’t suffocate in it… it has a large opening and is very stiff plastic. It must be nice and warm in it and it must be a bonus to be able to see out! What a cutie Murphy is! And what a great fast photo he makes when I need one to put up because I am lazy! And a day late again! Uugh! Oh well!
Yesterday was a weird and strange day! Trust me on this one and maybe one day I’ll tell you why! :~P
Eye Don’t Know!
Look into my eyes! Deep into my eyes…..
Well? Did you?
Did you see anything?
No I didn’t either!
It’s the old age I guess! I’ll start hearing things next! What? WHAT?!
Uncle Bobby and a Birthday (A Day Late)
He wasn’t really my uncle… he was my great uncle! :~) My grandpa’s brother on my dad’s side. He called me “little darlin’” always. :~) He was my favourite great uncle ever!
Uncle Bobby had a problem with alcohol. When he was young he had caused an accident of some sort, I don’t know what happened really but I know that a man was killed and Uncle Bobby had been in trouble for it. I think he was in jail for a little while but it had been an accident and he got out.
When he was in the war he met one of his other brothers in France. They had both just by chance been there at the same time and had got permission to meet up. Both he and the brother survived the war and made it back home. I was always amazed at how they met though!
Uncle Bobby married and had two daughters. He LOVED those daughters of his so much. Sandie and Bobby Jean.
Once he had been drinking and driving and had ran off the road into a ditch full with water… when the police came he told them his two daughters were with him in the car. They searched and searched but no sign of them… they had never been with him at all and were safe at home. But he had truly believed they were there and went mad with fear that he had lost them. When he told me the story he still cried thinking of it even though it happened some 30 or so years before.
Sandie had been out with friends and they were on the way home. She was 16 in the late 50’s or early 60’s. The road her and her friends were travelling on was known for so many accidents and sadly Sandie and her friends lost their lives on that road. My grandmother’s brother had passed the scene of the accident not knowing it was Bobby’s daughter in the car. And had told there was nothing left of the cars involved. I never knew her but know stories of her…
Bobby Jean was lovely! She was a vibrant happy woman…and she bought me a little toy dog that barked and jumped up! I was about 5 or 6 but I remember her well. She was a hair dresser she was pretty and had dark hair. She and Uncle Bobby were very close… even at 5 years old I could tell that!
I didn’t know why she got sick or that she would not get better… but I knew that Uncle Bobby was very very sad. Bobby Jean had leukaemia and died. She was 32…
Looking back on it now I must have been a reminder of the daughters he had lost… though I didn’t spend a lot of time with him but he always made me feel special! And to me he was always very special too! from the time I was 5 or 6 to when I was an adult when he saw me he would say… loud and with a Texas twang that makes me smile to remember it now…. “Well…. There’s my Little Darlin!” I don’t think he ever called me by my name! It was always Little Darlin’… he was special… and I loved him very very much.
I know he wasn’t perfect and he should NEVER have driven when he was drinking… but he has such a place in my heart.
He got sick and was in the hospital… when I went to see him… greeted with “there’s my little darlin’” he was happy and looked ok. It was a chest infection and the doctors were watching him carefully. They said he would be in for a couple of weeks just to make sure he was ok. I went to visit him a few times and he was getting better and better.
Ok this sounds really weird and probably morbid too but it’s what happened so….. Here goes!
I had been to visit Uncle Bobby and got the worst feeling… he looked good but I just got a bad feeling he wasn’t going to make it… I don’t know why but I did. I told my dad (who was normal-ish at the time) that I had a bad feeling about Bobby and I thought he was going to die. I thought it was going to be a certain day even… my dad, being the diplomat at the time said nicely he was sure I would be wrong. I hoped so. I had been out to visit again and the doctors were happy to let Bobby go home. They said he was much better and was free to go home the next day. I was delighted! Silly weirdo me! Glad to be wrong! The next day came and Bobby didn’t go home…
He never went home and I was right in the end… not one I wanted to be right about but I was… to the day even. April 25…My birthday… I knew he would go on my birthday… it was a special day it was mine and now it was his too. I know it’s weird to say but I was happy, not that he died but that he chose my day. He could have died any day…. But he picked mine….
The next year on this day I went to his old hangout where he drank… I bought two bottles of bud. I drank one and left the other for my special Uncle Bobby…
Today’s shot his lighter. Given to me after he died.
I was trying to think of something with an Easter feel to it and this came to mind. My great grandmother made this for me when I was a baby! She died within the next year so I never got to know her. I had one pic of four generations of females… me, just born in my great granny Lamb’s arms, my grandmother and my mom. It was a really great photo but it was in the baby book my step monster stole from me. Oh well!
Anyway I love this and always think of her making this just for me! Those old hands of hers… what a talented woman she was and I know when she made this she didn’t see well either! I know she was strong as my grandmother has told how granny Lamb raised her alone after her husband hit her and she wanted no part of a life like that and sent him away! I'm sure it wasn’t the easiest thing in the mid 1920’s to be a single parent… but she did. She bought her won house and never needed anything from anyone! I think I get my boobs from her! lol!
Anyway a bunny for Easter! Woo hoo!
I won a rabbit once… seriously! I was in school and played bingo at the Easter carnival thing the school had and won a real live flop eared rabbit! He was beautiful! But unfortunately he was also deaf! I swear! Deaf! The only way to get his attention was to tap the cage he was in so he could feel it! my grandparents kept him at their house awhile and then we gave him back to the people that had donated him for the Easter bingo… we asked if they knew he was deaf… they did… no doubt the reason they donated him in the first place… poor little bunny!
I'm still working on the doll… I have one head, one body, and one arm so far! It’s like a horror movie in a bag here at the moment!
The photo below is of my grandmother and her mother, the woman that made this lovely blanket for me! My grandmother on the left was about 16 so this is about 1940. Granny Lamb died when I was 1, in 1974.
As I bizarre side note here…
When Michael and I went to Texas the last time we went to look at grave stones of my family. We went to look for my grandfathers (mother’s side). The graveyard is massive and to find anyone you have to get directions at the entrance…. They even give you a map! Really!
Anyway we got the map to my Granddaddy and got out and looked… and looked… and looked. No luck though… but! And this is a bit spooky I guess but very very cool too. When we gave up and went back to the car I looked down just across from where we had parked … where we were told to go… and looked down only to find the grave of my Granny Lamb! I guess she wanted to be heard! And she was! :~)
Antiques and Artist
My grandmother and I used to go to all the antique shops around! We collected tea tops, tea cups, I collected boxes… I know there were more I can’t think of or care to list! :~P she would get me… “Let’s go here” then when we got there and finished… “We could go on out to…” then where ever that would be! I don’t know how she kept going! I would be exhausted and she could just keep going! We had some really fun times! She would get an idea of something she wanted she may have seen it in a magazine or where ever and we would be on the hunt! Or the antique version anyway! I'm the same! I love antiques! Always have!
Anyway today I went out for a little while on the photo hunt! There was something I wanted to get a shot of and of course this is NOT it! lol! It will be put up some other time… I took this in a little shop I have seen and wanted to go into but never took the time…. Today I did! I bought four handkerchiefs in the shop next door to this one… but the person in this shop was very friendly when he saw my camera. He said “it’s a great day to take pictures” I explained to him I was taking a picture a day. He had coloured pencils on his desk and I asked if he was an artist… he was delighted when I took him up on the offer to look at his artwork and quickly displayed a few lovely colourful drawings for me to look over! I told him he should illustrate a children’s book! He was tickled! He confessed within a few minutes that he was only copying a picture he was looking at but he was really good! Copy or not! He shook my hand before I left! :~)
In the shop next door I kept looking up for Gran…
Another coffee shop story…
There was a girl that worked in the coffee shop for a little while. She drifted in and out of the place a fair amount. She had worked there before I was around and all of the usual crowd knew her. Her name was JJ. She was 22 or 23 and had 5 kids none of which she was caring for. She was a sad soul or seemed that way to me. I knew she had at one point had a real drug problem… heavy drugs. She would get on them and then clean up for awhile. I knew her a bit and had seen her a lot in the coffee shop so I had an idea of what she had been through…. A very hard life as much as I could tell… I know she didn’t have anything in the way of a family and what family she did have… I think there were some abuse issues there. The girl had been through some pretty awful stuff. She tried to get her kids back but never could stay off drugs long enough to get anywhere…
There was a man that delivered news papers every early morning to the paper machines… Tom was divorced... the wife ran away but was a real bastard by anyone’s account anyway. He was very quiet and seemed to be an alright guy. Shy and lonely…
I have no idea how the two of them got together but they were just right when they did! JJ was a changed person… no drugs and actually seemed to be happy. They both were! One thing leads to other things and soon they had a little boy…. Called him Brady! Lol! The Brady bunch they said with the hope of getting all six of the kids at some point! And it looked like it might just happen too! They got married just after the baby arrived and it was really cool to see two people getting it right for a change! I mean that in a good way…. you could feel their energy and just knew they would be ok! Everyone around was really really happy for them!
One early morning Tom was delivering the papers as usual… he stopped the van and got out only to be met by a man with a gun and looking for money… Tom had none but change from the machines… handed over then…
JJ and Brady were in the back of the van when it happened…
I saw her a few months later and gave her my condolences… not easy to know what to say but with her you could just say it… I remember she was sad but different than before she had met him. I got the feeling she was going to be ok… She was moving somewhere and going to start school for something. I don’t know what ever happened to her… I guess she needed a thought tonight…
Good Day Bad Night
Michael and I went out to a beautiful place today in a forest! We had a wonderful time just strolling around and taking our time… enjoying life and the great outdoors and each other! I took the Canon AE-1 and took most of a roll of Agfa 100 expired film. Great to get some film out! I will finish the roll and get it developed soon. It was a brilliant day!
Tonight though was different… I took a bad panic attach and thought I was going to have a heart attack! It feels really awful and it’s a bit scary too sometimes but it’s over now and gone… and so is the day…
I have decided to do a Project 365! Here is just a bit of info behind every pic.
I have an Etsy shop now! Check it out here!!!!