Sunday, October 19, 2014

Update-

Sorry, I know it's been ages since I was on here or my other blogs, but I've been quite busy


....but now-A wee update on the Ghostie situation....

I've been asked by my sweet friend, Michael, if I ever found my coffee mug?

In a nutshell- I did.

Less than 30 minutes after losing my cool and threatening to sage the house and banish the spirits from it- I opened the microwave to heat some soup- and it was sitting in the microwave oven. The same microwave oven I had used several times to reheat food in for the past week and cleaned every day when I was washing up after supper.

Now, hubby thinks I put it there and forgot about it......which I think would be a perfectly sound, logical and reasonable explanation....except for the fact that 1) I never just leave my cup in the microwave when it's reheating my coffee. I stand and wait on it to reheat because face it- what can you do in 15 seconds it takes....nothing. Not for me with my OCD anyway..... and 2) it was empty...no coffee in it to reheat anyway. Matter of fact it was spic and span clean. And our clean coffee cups go in the drainer next to the sink so they are easy to get to to make another cup of coffee/tea. OCD.

I'm happy I found my mug, Paul's happy his glasses didn't get broken. And I think I've figured out what caused the wee bairn to be a bit upset.

We are using the room where the photo of the image in the window was taken as a study/exercise room/ spare bedroom/occasional Photography studio. Well, I've been wanting to get my book(s) finished now that cooler weather is now upon us(Thank GOD!) and so when we bought a bigger TV for the living room- I requested the old one be put in the spare room so I can listen to my classical music when I'm writing, and watch my exercise videos on it or watch movies and such when Paul is gaming on the one in the living room that the Gaming console is hooked up to. We thought about switching them round- but the study is just a wee bit smaller than the living room......well not really- they are the same length but the living room just SEEMS bigger with the huge bay windows in it as opposed to the tall narrow windows on the flat wall in the Study.....anyway I digress...

So I had to move a few things around in there to accommodate the new TV. And to make matters worse, I relocated the desk so I could use it as well. Paul had  the desktop all set up with a printer on it and all manner of things but he rearranged things and got a few things off the desk so I could use my laptop on it...but since the desk faces a wall, it made me extremely jumpy to have my back to the door and the rest of the room(Law enforcement habit-always have  a viewpoint of everything that's going on in the room you are in so you don't have any nasty surprises.)Now, all I did was move the desk three feet to the left so I could sit at the end of it in the old office chair and use my laptop there......but apparently, wee bairn doesn't like change any more than I do and (s)he has been playing tricks since. (S)He hid my new amethyst bracelet the same night I received it as a gift and it turned up the next morning on my pillow. (S)He has moved Paul's glasses from the spot he puts them every night to the top of the fridge.(S)He has even moved the bathroom tissue roll to the top of the wardrobe-in the room where the photo was taken- obviously- by my estimation, the ghostie has claimed that room especially as it's territory and is trying to make a point.

I don't even bother telling Hubby half the things it's doing anymore. He's CLEARLY not a believer in the supernatural or the paranormal and he usually ends up saying- well, you had to have done so and so and just forgotten about it- which drives me INSANE and pisses me off and causes arguments. So no- we just won't go there anymore.

As long as the wee ghostie keeps things simple and isn't malicious I will allow it to stay. I really don't mind the company. But as I said- I will not hesitate to sage and banish if things get mean or hurtful.

Fair play, right?


Friday, October 10, 2014

Still Mischevious....

Yep- it's still at it. Hubby and I went to bed Wednesday Night, got up Thursday Morning. The wee Ghostie had taken Pauls Glasses from his bedside table and placed them precariously on top of the fridge in the kitchen.

Wednesday, October 01, 2014

The Wee Ghostie Strikes Again...

Remember me telling yall about our wee ghostie?

No?...Let me jog your memory.......






This was the photo I took when we came home from being out all day and when we glanced up- this is what we saw. And it's the perfect heigth for a 8-10 year old child...... well, things had been being moved around in the house- one thing in particular- my angel on a shelf  was moved several times while we was at work and no one was in the flat......
Well, anyway, things had settled down  for the past several months. Until this week.

Hubby and I have our two favorite mugs. We keep them on the side tables by the sofa. We leave them there when we go to bed at night- and the following day after work, I come straight in, grab them off the tables, wash them while the kettle is boiling, then make Paul his Tea- and make my coffee.

Well.......we had our usual on Sunday night before bed. Drank our beverages, and went to bed. Got up the next morning, got dressed and went off to work- where we have our first cuppa in the mornings instead of at home.
Came home. .....Paul's cup exactly where it usually is...mine- nowhere to be found. I looked all evening.
Yesterday, same scenerio....still no mug- Paul laughing at me- thinking I'm just upset and overlooking it- says he will find it...so HE gets up and looks....and then BOTH of us look- and now he's as baffled as I am.

I came in tonight, had another  scavenge, looking in all the most unlikely places ever- Behind the desk- under the fridge, behind the cooker, under the bed, in the bathtub and behind the washer and dryer. Still nothing.

And I snapped. I've been irritated all week long and this has just sent me over the edge.
I've been perfectly happy living with the wee ghostie and the shadow people, but I told them in no uncertain terms that this was NOT funny and I want my mug back where I can find it immediately!!!! It's one thing to pull silly pranks- it's quite another to make off with the lady of the house's favorite mug.

I hope I wasnt to harsh when I told the weee bairn, but I want what I want- and if it's not found by the weekend- I will do exactly as I said I would and I will sage the place and banish the spirits from MY house.

We will see what will happen.

Monday, August 11, 2014

How Unprofessional- But Unforgettable!!!

Every once in a while, you're having a bad day and then some little gem comes along and makes it all better.


I was at work- and taking phone calls for residents who are due an inspection on their medical equipment.
A dear old gentleman called me for a reschedule. He was quite cranky and he was probably the 10th person I had gotten a call from that day that was in a "bit of a mood", shall we say? Well, he said, he was going on holiday that week-so after me very sweetly telling him it was no problem to reschedule for him, he decided to give me a bit more information.

"Now, darlin' I really don't think I NEED an inspection, truth be told!"he said in his adorable thick Irish accent. "All I have is a wee bath chair in th' tub, you see."

I chuckled and said- "Well, now. We both know how the government likes to keep things safe  for us, now don't we?"

He then lowered his voice(like someone was going to overhear his reply) and said "Me Darlin', I've seen wee laddies and lassies with TOYS higher than this bath chair!" and then he actually SNORTED!

It was so unexpected I started giggling and in turn he started chuckling. Then he REALLY turned on the charm and I just was sitting there with tears running down my face as I tried , not very successfully to be honest, to get my giggles under control and reply to the man.

He just laughed and said "Well, now I've made yer day, lass, I'll be going and eating me dinner. Ye'll be sending another letter as t'when the appointment date for that dangerous bath chair will be, I'm taking it? Ye'll be having a good day then. G'bye!!"

And without further ado- he hung up.

I was chuckling the rest of the day...but that will be a call I'll not easily forget for the rest of my life.
(Darby O'Gill)

Sunday, July 27, 2014

St. Helens Street Photography

I'm rapidly learning that Street Photography is my favorite.  I love being able to go out and just take photos of random people in the places we go- altho that can have some pit-falls.
 Some people do not LIKE their photos being taken....
Some people are merely "meh" about it.....
Some don't realize it...
And  then you have the surprises......
I had just walked round the corner walking to my eye exam and saw our favorite weekend treat-mobile was in town center, so I just snapped off a quick photograph. Nothing special- just my favorite weekend lunch spot and some customers in front.
Upon closer inspection....
Cheeky rascal!!!
And when we stopped on our way out after the eye exam- he even remembered where I was from from our very FIRST conversation when he asked about my accent.
Love it!!!

(I'm going to start keeping count of how many photos I keep out of each shoot.)
(4 of 20)

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Epic......(WARNING!!!!!!-Adult Content)

Well, if you are under the illusion that Goddesses always are demure, calm, collected, and elegant.....don't read any further.  I'm about to destroy that myth in a very adult way so you've been warned.
  Granted, we usually are usually all those things I listed above., But this week has been EPIC for humbling me and not taking myself too seriously....and it's only TUESDAY????? Oh My.

Okay, so yesterday, I got up threw on my pair of hot fuscia lacy legged undies from my baby doll sleep set and went to the bathroom to wash my hair and do my makeup. Well, I did all that- then in the rush threw on my clothes to go into the office. Now because of my IBS- I wear a bit less constrictive clothing into the office until I can get a grip on the problem, so office wear yesterday consisted of a pair of black yoga pants, black flat boots, with a  long knee length black cardi over a red ribbed stretch button-front blouse. No one can see under our desks so to the casual observer, I was wearing a nice office outfit.
The problem came in when I walked all the way to the kitchen for a cup of coffee and my bottle of water from the cooler. I had taken off my cardi when I first arrived and didn't think twice about putting it back on just to go to the kitchen. As I was waiting on my water bottle to fill I reached back to smooth my pants down in the back- sort of a nervous tic I have, and as I ran my hand over my backside, I felt a ridge.
Well, not so much a RIDGE as a flipping speed bump!!!
In my rush, I had left on the ruffled leg undies from the baby doll set and put on my yoga pants over them. Usually when I get up I grab my undies and don them as I'm in the bathroom after my shower and when I walk out to get dressed.......well, you get the picture.
So anyway, I'm standing there and the office is about half full of office mates and now I have to walk all the way back down to my desk in the far corner of the building past all these people sporting my ruffled speed bump under my clingy yoga pants.
.........Yeah. I heard a couple of snickers. Keep walking.
SO as if that wasn't bad enough- the top I had on decided that when I bent over to get my lunch out of the fridge it was going to pop the buttons out of the buttonholes. except for the very bottom one.  Jeez, thanks.
So with a kitchen full of people AGAIN- there I am standing trying to keep from dropping my lunch while trying to close my shirt up so no one gets a flash of my magnificent Mams.
Good Lord....Could it get any worse, I asked myself?.........

Well, funny I should ask....because today- it did.

So we all know I have IBS...and after making sure I wore a MUCH better and more secure outfit today, I walked to the kitchen at lunchtime to get my second bottle of water- and just as I got the cap off- IBS pains hit.....so Off I run to the ladies......run in, close the stall door, throw the lock and jerk down my panties.
And scream so loud it rattled the window in there- which was OPEN BTW!!!
It's almost time for Auntie Flo and as a precautionary measure I had used a pantyliner in my undies- just in case- and my badly in need of a trim landing strip strays got caught in the adhesive backing and was RIPPED OUT when I jerked my undies down- so yes- it hurt- I shrieked....LOUDLY.
Yes, ...it was truly an epic moment for me. Try explaining THAT to people who are standing around because they heard a woman shriek and was wondering what was going on.

THEN...... No the rest of this really isn't about me- unless you ...well, you will see when you read it.

So Around 3PM, we were back at our desks and one of my office mates was on the phone...I'm not sure if it was a client or a colleague he was talking with, but another office mate was looking out the window at a guy in the parking lot who was doing some asphalt maintenance who had what was essentially- a flamethrower...and he said as much. Office mate #1 tells his caller to please hold, then comes over to look out and then is supremely disappointed when it's not a huge flamethrower like you see in the movies. He proceeds to go back and TELL the caller that"Someone in the office said there was someone out in the parking lot with a flamethrower and I had to  go check it out- but it wasn't really a flamethrower- so where was we...?"
Office mate  #2 and I was chuckling at this point because Office mate #1 is always doing and saying things that no one other than he could EVER in a thousand years get away with....and we LOVE it!!...and about 10 seconds later- the Ice-cream van shows up in the parking lit blaring its carnival music and Office-Mate #2 and I have tears rolling down our faces we are laughing so hard. That poor guy on the phone must have thought he had accidentally called the insane asylum.....But somehow Office-mate #1 just went right on with the conversation and took care of business- just like a true professional....... And yes- there was a few people who took a much needed break and went out and bought themselves an ice-cream.

Hubby didn't find any of this amusing- he said he reckoned it was just some of those- you had to BE there kinda moments..........
But for me it's days like this that break the monotony and make us smile. And now- these epic situations have been recorded and will go down in history.

It's not always pretty with me- but it's always honest.

Sunday, July 06, 2014

My Windowsill Garden...

Progress!!!
My and Hubby's windowsill garden is a success.
I now have Tomatoes growing.

Exibit A & B-






Paul has several different types of HOT Peppers Growing.

Exhibit C & D-



Also
Exhibit E & F-



I also have/had a sweet bell pepper plant going really nicely- until some idiot one told me if I chopped it off just below the first fork it would grow back bushier and produce better. 
That has YET to be seen. 
The top of it had several flowers on it already when I "pruned" it. 
So far its bushier , but there hasnt another single flower been produced again to date. 
We will have to wait and see I suppose.

I also have a sweet potato vine growing- purely for decoration tho.

This is my big bay window and it's windowsill garden. 

Final Exhibit-