Saturday, 17 December 2011

Follow the white Hare.....

Just wanted to share this with everyone -  I have stumbled across this wonderful artist Ellaquaint on the web via the crafternoon tea market.   I went down today and purchased a painting ( a christmas present from my wonderful mum). I am so happy.  I don't often find works of art that I instantly love.  But every now and then I will happen across something I just know I must own.  As a result I don't own many paintings yet, I find bare walls a bit scary, but also the commitment of where to put said piece of art fills me with fear too.  So Mr Arctic Hare doesn't have a home yet,  I will have to try him in different places for a while. He is so beautiful, I cant stop looking into his eyes. Thanks Ella for creating him.x

here are a few other works that I like

you can see other works at check it out!

Friday, 2 December 2011

What I'm thankful for today....

1) Molly at 21 Months
The terrible two's are beginning early.  My cheeky monkey  makes me experience a full range of emotions on a daily basis, just as she does.  Currently she wants to run in any direction I'm not going in. She's a smarty too, shes been trying to count to 10, but she keeps missing 6 and she knows most of the alphabet even though she can't pronounce all of it yet, but she does have a large vocabulary - I have to act as translator alot of the time with other people.  She is obsessed with Elmo, Winnie the Pooh, nursery rhymes, swings and going to see penguins.  Molly loves Vegemite (but she calls it Marmite because she cant pronounce Vegemite yet), strawberries, cheese, chips (both crisps and hot chips shes not bothered) and frozen peas -  straight from the freezer.

2) Strawberries
I love strawberries, Molly and I pick them from the garden and after she has washed them (and the floor) she eats them with reckless abandon, no thought for the drippings of red juice that fall down her chest, that mummy will have to soak out later, just pure gusto for the joys of the strawberry.  I used to be like that as a child, eating until I got hives, now I'm lucky to get any at all.

3) Christmas 
Its stressful, exhausting, expensive, time consuming...all these things, but also joyous, fun, exciting and cheery! How can you not love Christmas?  Its so worth it.

4) Christmas Trees
What  a good idea. Just looking at it in the evening twinkling away makes me feel all twinkly on the inside.

5) The wonders of modern dentistry
without which I would look like a toothless, 12 year old.

All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth...

I have a couple of teeth in the front that are missing - not many people know this (I don't spread it around!) At 13 the adult teeth that were supposed to come through didn't, and a few other teeth were in the wrong place which resulted in a painful year of braces, plates (and absolutely no boys!) until I got my plate with false teeth on it (sounds really old lady gross but actually its really small, all metal and more kind of terminator-ish than nana-ish). I only take it out to clean it, and it lives in my mouth 24-7 since I was 14.

It seems I have finally out grown it, my mouth has changed over the last 18 years and it no longer fits right.  I had hopes of having permanent dental surgery involving screws put into the gums (finally being free of the plate!) but apparently I don't have enough space between teeth and would need to have braces again to make room.  I was horrified.  The idea of not only having braces at the age of 33 but having braces and big gaps on either side of my two front teeth made me feel ill and looking like that again, even for a short time, filled me with the same fear and feelings I had as an embarrassed 13 year old. I got a little upset, there were tears, I thought it was going to all be easy, in and out in an afternoon like the brochure says. Not to mention the thousands of dollars my insurance doesn't cover that it was going to cost.

To Plan B then, new plate.  I tried it on yesterday and it hurt, (because it fits right apparently) but it looked good,  the teeth are a new shape and it has changed the whole look of my mouth.  It's amazing how little things in your appearance can make you feel so different.  No one will probably notice my teeth, its very subtle, but to me they are totally different, and with a little help from Dr Bleach, a bit whiter too.   The whole experience has awoken me to the fact that I am ageing.  Apparently that happens in your mid 30's.  In the last year I have really noticed it, age slowly creeping up on me little by little.  I'm by no means in the depths of self pity, just a feeling that it is starting.  I think part of ageing too is acceptance of oneself, and doing all you can to make the most of what you've got.

On a side note, my dentist had to crack the old " you'll be getting your two front teeth for Christmas then just like you wanted!"  (boom boom) nice one doc

“The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows & the beauty of a woman only grows with passing years.”