Blue Skies

I'm enjoying my last day freedom, I mean... of the holidays, before life returns to normal for another year.  While I don't feel like I've achieved half of what I needed to with my time off, I really feel like my body, and my brain were due, overdue in fact, for a temporary shutdown. 

I didn't sleep too badly but still had to haul myself out of bed this morning around 8ish, I did however manage my 15 minutes of jogging, and I'll do arms, bum and tum later, I will... really.

It's a gorgeous morning here, a lot colder than yesterday, colder than the past few days, but we do have a beautiful blue sky which has replaced yesterday's gloomy and rain soaked day.

I'm a little more organised at home, only in the last few days... since Christmas, but my brain actually feels clearer for being tidier, go figure.

So I'm going to have a wander around here, will poke my nose into a few sales racks and walk in the sunshine for a little, breathing in the daylight and sunshine, before I head home for a last little sort out and to get everything I need for tomorrow, to hand, because if I don't, you know I won't be able to find anything at 5am, or I'll leave without something essential... like coffee.

Forgot to tell you, yesterday I planted, (dropped on the ground,) some poppy seeds that I rescued, (pilfered,) a few months ago, would be lovely to see them in the summer, not sure how they'll turn out.  Mum was a very... instinctive gardener, and while I do enjoy gardening, I know nothing.  I'm a, "fly by the seat of your pants," gardener.  Drop it on the ground, if it comes up, it comes up.  What will be, will be. 

I recycled today and passed the time of day with a lady who was also stuffing card into the huge bin, her husband then asked if I had much more to do because he was going to give me a hand.  How nice.  I explained to him that I was all but done and thanked him, made my day though, aren't people lovely?

I'm currently a bit addicted to Heinz tomato soup.  This is somewhat of a phenomenon as I strongly disliked even the idea of this national treasure for so long.  Love tomatoes but hated the very idea of tomato soup, tomato juice, all my life, until about a month ago.  When I worked at the hotel, behind the bar, if anyone wanted a Bloody Mary or a simple tomato juice, I'd have to take the top off the bottle for them and then, at arms length,  nudge the bottle and a glass towards the customer over the bar, (as if the bottle were contaminated by some deathly infection,) as the mere smell made me want to keel over.  Funny huh?  Gosh, I was such a good bar person.

Okay, I'm at home and watching "You've Got Mail," while I blog and tidy simultaneously, who says women can't multi-task eh?  What do we think about Meg Ryan's hair in this?  I need a change, and I ask because the last time I thought I'd found a hairstyle... for when I reached 60, a friend told me in no uncertain terms that I could not have said hairstyle, (it was Lulu's now, and I thought it was quite nice but apparently not.)  I need a change though, I need to be blond or short or straight, without kinks or frizz, just need a change.  Film is good, it's funny, it's dated, it has dial up and computers the size of a double decker bus.

As promised;

http://youtu.be/iYXBJmrsxZU   Watch out for the baby polar bears

http://youtu.be/ZlR1ll0exBg   and the Great Expectations trailer, one to watch out for.

And lastly... this is a little late but forgivable, as it's so cute;

http://youtu.be/aSq1cez_flQ