Wednesday, 29 December 2010
a hidden kiss
Millicent: Hook?
Michael: Hook, whose eyes turn red as he guts you.
Millicent: Upon my soul, how children are educated nowadays.
Wendy: [Chuckles] – I’m afraid I am not learned at all, Aunt. But I do know a thing or two about pirates... My unfulfilled ambition is to write a great novel in three parts about my adventures.
Millicent: What adventures?
Wendy: I’ve yet to have them, but they will be perfectly thrilling.
Millicent: But, child, novelists are not highly thought of in good society. And there is nothing so difficult to marry as a novelist.
All: Marry? – Marry? Marry? – But, Aunt, Wendy is not yet 13.
Millicent: Walk toward me, dear, that I may appraise you.
Mr. Darling: Go on. Walk to your auntie. Stand up straight.
[Children giggling]
Millicent: Stop it! – Turn around.
Mr. Darling: Shh.
Millicent: Mm, yes. Oh, it’s quite as I expected.....Wendy possesses a woman’s chin. Have you not noticed? Observe her mouth.....There, hidden in the right-hand corner....is that a kiss?
[Mrs. Darling Gasps]
Mrs. Darling: A kiss? – Like Mother’s kiss.
Millicent: A hidden kiss.
Mrs. Darling: But what is it for?
Millicent: It is for the greatest adventure of all....They that find it…have slipped in and out of heaven.
Wendy: Find what?
Millicent: The one the kiss belongs to.
Mrs. Darling: My Wendy…a woman.
Millicent: Almost a woman.
Tuesday, 28 December 2010
limited space
a very very very very very tiny 'studio apartment'.
The thought of this makes me feel a panicky.
But then i remembered how ikea utilise small spaces
- can't find any pics -
So i started to Google images of good studio apartments.
most of the pics aren't actually of full 'studio' apartments
(can't bloody stand that term. its not studio. its a room
with a kitchenette and a bed and a shower room. A bedsit in fact.)
AND then i remembered that carrie has a kind of studio in SATC :)
She has an actual kitchen aswell as a living/bedroom - but its a step in the right direction.
work with what you have...or something.
Positive thinking!
Its all about what you do with it...




Sunday, 7 November 2010
The Egg
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.
By: Andy WeirCarmens Cosy Givaway
For the few of you who follow me, sorry iv not been around -
and so many sewing projects!
and thiiings, but will find time to do some bloggering soon..
ANYWAY! the point to todays entry is..
I'v been following Carmen for a while now - awesome make up tips and cooking stuff, just a generally cosy girly blog :)
i logged into my blogger account this morning and found this giveaway :D
WWAAAAA exciting :D headbands being totally in this season and its grey and cosy and nice ^_^ AND a drawer smelly - though to be honest, looks tempting to use as a pin cushion for glass-headed multi coloured pins...

''A cosy chunky knit headband/earwarmer with a whopping bow and some subtly scattered shiny bits (shame they don't show up too much in the piccie) and a vanilla scented cupcake called pammi who loves nothing more than to snooze in closets and sock drawers :]''
So, there we are :)
GO GO GO!
xxxx
Sunday, 26 September 2010
Crazy English
1. The bandage was wound around the wound.
2. The farm was used to produce produce.
3. The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.
4. We must polish the Polish furniture.
5. He could lead if he would get the lead out.
6. The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.
7. Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to present the present.
8. A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.
9. When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.
10. I did not object to the object.
11. I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.
12. The insurance was invalid for the invalid.
13. How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?
14. There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.
15. They were too close to the door to close it.
16. The buck does funny things when the does are present.
17. A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.
18. To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.
19. The wind was too strong to wind the sail.
20. After a number of injections my jaw got number.
21. Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.
Let's face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices? Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on. English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn't a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.
Friday, 10 September 2010
vows
There are no commitments, only bargains. And they have to be made again every day. You think making a commitment is it. Finish. You think it sets like a concrete platform and it’ll take any strain you want to put on it. You’re committed. You don’t have to prove anything. In fact you can afford a little neglect, indulge in a little bit of sarcasm here and there, isolate yourself when you want to. Underneath it’s concrete for life. I’m a cow in some ways, but you’re an idiot.
Henry:
What was that? Oh ... yes. No commitments. Only bargains. The trouble is I don’t really believe it. I’d rather be an idiot. It’s a kind of idiocy I like. ‘I use you because you love me. I love you so use me. Be indulgent, negligent, preoccupied, premenstrual ... your credit is infinite, I’m yours, I’m committed...’ It’s no trick loving somebody at their best. Love is loving them at their worst. Is that romantic? Well, good. Everything should be romantic.
Thursday, 9 September 2010
Friday, 3 September 2010
Manifestation
eg:
i wrote this in February 2008
2. I want love again, i want the exploding chest ohmyiloveyousomuchicouldeatyou kind of love, and kind of love where when you hug them you want to fall inside...im ready...i think.
i met my boy that april....
i wrote this in February as well, in the same blog
10. for my birthday i want my lovlies on some grass, eating a picnic, drawing in summer books, with ballooooons and jelly and fun :D like im 14 again cuz i miss that millions. EVERYONE welcome..so start asking for no rain on thursday the 27th of march :) pray or think positive thoughts or throw salt over your left shoulder three times a day every other day starting on sunday, or whatever, becuase unfortunatly my wheather changing powers seem to have gone, and i want to enjoy this birthday.
- my birthday was in march and this is exactly what happened...
in the august i wrote this....
someone lend me like....£700...
ill buy £200 worth of driving lessons. and a theory and practical test. the rest i will spend on fabrics and boning and ribbons and buttons and other things i can make pretty things from. and set up a sewing room and wake up each morning feeling prepared to do the things i should do...becuase i want to. becuase im good at it.
that December a guy crashed into our car resulting in an injury claim which we come to below.
the next april i wrote this:
right now id quite enjoy :
being able to drive and a car
a comfortable job i enjoy..or just a job?
£250 for Nikon d40
aaaaannnd my own little workroom for my creative bits..
that June i got £2000 from the insurance company and this year we moved into our house where i have my own LITTLE workroom for my creative bits...
(2000 which i pretty spent on nothing. life is expensive hey... but i paid tom back a chunk and then we had fun and ate out for a few months and i bought corset things and paid for a holiday)
and thats what i got. feels selfish now -
but god i feel lucky.
so ask for what you want:
don't give another option.
Thursday, 2 September 2010
Tuesday, 31 August 2010
life
TWO WOLVES
One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, “My son, the battle is between two wolves inside us all.
“One is Evil – It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
“The other is God – It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.”
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: “Which wolf wins?”The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”
Sunday, 29 August 2010
updated2
so..updated list
- fit katies toile for shoot - DONE
- make katies corset for shoot - DONE
- finish uni sketch book - NOT DONE
- do mood board for uni sketch book - NOT DONE
- shop for shoot accessories - DONE
- create mood board for top seekrit designs - NOT DONE
- get photies after shoot and ADVERTISE ADVERTISE ADVERTISE!! - HALF DONE
not tooooooooooo bad.
- mood board for uni sketch book.
- finish uni sketchbook
- mood board for seekrit projekt
- finalised designs for seekrit project
- make petticoat cream for lizzy
- create mood board for another Top seekrit project
- collect swatches for Top seekrit project
- get designs on paper for Top seekrit project
xxxx
Thursday, 26 August 2010
....and from Michael's guide...
"manifesting is like breathing.
You don't consciously breath in and out
and you don't consciously manifest.
Ask for it, visualise it, then live it"
Wednesday, 25 August 2010
questions questions.
Live What You Love: 50 Questions to Ask Yourself
- How do you really feel about what you are doing right now at this exact moment?
lovely, but a bit like something is missing. - What is your fondest childhood memory? Who was there? What was going on?
I was about 8? Walking round in circles on my mums giant bed, with my best friend charlotte, pretending to be old ladies (very special children) absolutely laughing our heads off and not knowing why it was funny. - How comfortable are you in your home?
super comfy :) - How comfortable are you in your town/city? State?
Very, id say its one of the nicer town, cities and states to live in, in England. - What kind of weather do you like?
All kinds, they serve their purpose. without rain we can have no life, without sun we can have no life. being out when its sunny and in when its rainy, is fine with me. - Do you believe you can have your cake and eat it, too? Why or why not?
depends on how appreciative or obnoxious im being about the situation. but id say so long as im not being obnoxious or ignorant, then yes i can. and because its my life - i make my rules. so long as im not hurting anybody - then why not? - What is one quality about your parent(s) that you really loved?
i cannot pick just one :) - What is one quality about your parent(s) that you really do not like?
theres nothing i really DON'T like - and if she lacked those things, the bits i like wouldnt be the same? - Do you like what you are doing for money?
i have no money....but i love what i do in my attempt to make money. - What do you feel is your greatest skill?
sewing? - What do you feel is your greatest personality trait?
My ability to be accept most things. - Do you feel like anything in your life is holding you back from ultimate joy? List everything.
My laziness.
My inability to accept the mundane
That i understand how hard big company's will screw over everybody but i refuse to be one of the screwed. - Write a paragraph or two about your ideal weekend/time away from work. Include location, sights, smells, food, activities, and people.
- i cannot do this - - How close are you in proximity to the people you absolutely adore the most?
miles. - What do you want out of life?
fun - How do you think people will remember you, when you die?
short, easy going, corset maker - How do you want people to remember you, when you die?
short, easy going, corset maker, with a nice bum - Write your epitaph - the sentence you would want to appear on your grave.
companion, mother, lover, hugger - What is one thing you could do today, this week, this month, or this year to get a step closer to creating the legacy in #17?
pilates - How do you feel about your home furnishings?
i love them - Do you have a hobby that you like to do but you don’t get paid for? What is it?
sewing - i can be paid for it - if people would order stuff ;) - Does money hold you back from anything? What does it hold you back from? Be very specific.
going out to eat at restaurants, getting to certain attractions, buying new clothes - everything superficial. iv had money and iv not had money and i can safely say i am happier without money. though...a little to be comfortable would be nice. I would like money to travel, easier than walking.... - What do you think of passionate people?
They are the recognised. - Do you know anyone who you feel is living their dream? Who? What do they do all day and night? Be very specific.
I am. i want to be a designer/producer of awesome clothes and i do it when i can. all day i think about designs i want to do and the practicalities of getting money for fabric etc. all day i look for inspiring pictures, food for my eyes and soul. and all night i talk AT my boyfriend about my ideas and how to get things together and then i sleep, ready for another full brain day tomorrow. - Do you think you can be completely satisfied living where you do right now?
No? but...that is because i don't have a job. but im just as likely to not get a job here as i am anywhere else. - What do you want to accomplish?
contentness. and..to be able to get over disappointment easier. - Do you want to change your career?
No. - Do you wish you lived closer to a certain someone or group of people?
No, traveling makes it exciting. - Do you wish you lived in a foreign country or a far away state?
for a while, but i do love england, id like to explore it before i explore somewhere else. - What are three things that you do everyday that make you totally happy?
walk my dogs, think of the love i have and drink tea - What do you want to pass on to your children?
artistic nature, open mindedness, relaxed disposition - What is something you have never tried but would like to?
arrgggg! no idea..everything? - Are there things in life you wish you could reverse or make right?
no. everything happens for a reason. wait...in life? make right? like...starving people? floods etc? if i had a wand to make it right, id do it. - Do you feel like you have enough money to live the way you want to?
no. but im lucky to have the money i do have, it could be SO MUCH worse. - Are you happy when you think about the upcoming day and all that it comes with?
thursday the 26th of august. it should be fine :) who knooowws what will happen. - What do you find challenging?
accepting other peoples, slower, less efficiant way of doing things. - What do you find thrilling?
roller coasters? falling? DANCING! loving... - What are three memories you haven’t yet created but you would like to?
being dropped off at university
REALLY missing someone and FINALLY seeing them and kissing their godamn face off - Do you feel energized when you work?
hmmm...less energised, more...articulate and efficient. - Do you feel creative when you work?
yes.... - Describe what you consider work, and what you consider play. What are the differences?
work...achiveing a final goal. working toward something. play - doesn't matter if you have an outcome, so long as its fun. - Do you feel blessed or lucky to wake up each day? How can you get to that point?
not so much blessed, but yes lucky. I am at that point because i appreciate the good things that i have and don't dwell on the bad things. dwelling doesnt change things, DOING things changes things..so DO, don't mope. - If all of your debt was forgiven tomorrow, and you had a completely clean slate, what is the very FIRST thing you would change about your life?
ermmm.......carry on the same? - Where are three places you have always thought about living but never did?
south coast England
USA
Thailand? or somewhere similar...
but im only 21... - When do you want to retire?
when i feel too old to work and have enough money not to have to. - Is there an award or accolade you have always dreamed of winning or being recognized for?
noooo - If you could learn how and money was not an issue, is there anything else you would do for work besides what you are doing now? Be specific.
counseling, but not mental exploration counseling, just people spewing their thoughts out in front of me, for me to help them pick them back up in order, accepting them and putting them back. - List three things you would immediately change about your work day if you were the boss (assumes you are not the boss).
later start, more pay, more projects. - List three things you would immediately start doing on the weekends if you had the money.
driving to a different place every friday night and exploring it over the weekend. - Imagine it is a big holiday and you are with your loved ones and you are living what you truly love. When they ask what you have been doing, what do you say in reply?
sewing, getting designs together, hoping for more orders.
Which questions do you find difficult to answer? Why do you think that is?
xxxx
Tuesday, 24 August 2010
good luck, mr. gorsky
WAS THE FIRST PERSON TO SET FOOT ON THE MOON.
HIS FIRST WORDS AFTER STEPPING ON THE MOON, "THAT'S ONE SMALL STEP
FOR MAN, ONE GIANT LEAP FOR MANKIND," WERE TELEVISED TO EARTH AND HEARD BY MILLIONS.
BUT JUST BEFORE HE REENTERED THE LANDER, HE MADE THE ENIGMATIC REMARK
"GOOD LUCK, MR. GORSKY."
MANY PEOPLE AT NASA THOUGH IT WAS A CASUAL REMARK CONCERNING SOME
RIVAL SOVIET COSMONAUT. HOWEVER, UPON CHECKING, THERE WAS NO GORSKY IN
EITHER THE RUSSIAN OR AMERICAN SPACE PROGRAMS.
OVER THE YEARS MANY PEOPLE QUESTIONED ARMSTRONG AS TO WHAT THE "GOOD
LUCK, MR. GORSKY" STATEMENT MEANT, BUT ARMSTRONG ALWAYS JUST SMILED.
ON JULY 5, 1995, IN TAMPA BAY, FLORIDA, WHILE ANSWERING QUESTIONS
FOLLOWING A SPEECH, A REPORTER BROUGHT UP THE 26-YEAR-OLD QUESTION TO ARMSTRONG.
THIS TIME HE FINALLY RESPONDED. MR. GORSKY HAD DIED, SO NEIL
ARMSTRONG FELT HE COULD ANSWER THE QUESTION.
IN 1938 WHEN HE WAS A KID IN A SMALL MIDWEST TOWN, HE WAS PLAYING
BASEBALL WITH A FRIEND IN THE BACKYARD. HIS FRIEND HIT THE BALL,
WHICH LANDED IN HIS NEIGHBOR'S YARD BY THE BEDROOM WINDOWS.
HIS NEIGHBORS WERE MR. AND MRS.GORSKY. AS HE LEANED DOWN TO PICK
UP THE BALL, YOUNG ARMSTRONG HEARD MRS. GORSKY SHOUTING AT MR. GORSKY.
"SEX! YOU WANT SEX?! YOU'LL GET SEX WHEN THE KID NEXT DOOR WALKS ON THE MOON!"
aviator, autumn winter '10

ill get on that
and get back to you.






