I entered into correspondence and remarked upon Kerrianne's rather fetching new do last week the end result of which is a promised entry including my very own rather fetching new do... Didn't think I could go home to NZ this weekend without some kind of 'revamp.'
Bless me hairdresser for I have sinned... it's been
6months since my last haircut...
Dear Lord but that I could get it to look like this myself...
The Last Post.
Wouldn't it just SUCK to forget to post tonight? To get all the way to the penultimate day of NaBlo and to blow it then. I'm not in danger, I just remembered and it's only 11pm. Plenty of time to document the day. And if I do document it, promise you won't get weirded out, ok? It was a bit of God day. Or at least, it started that way.
This is what I mean...
One of the things that happens at the end of every year in college/uni is that we all get prayed for to see us on our way into our future; whether that future means coming back for more college or going on to the next thing. It's nice, kind of a blessing. It's a bonus that the college is small, around 300 students otherwise it could take quite some time because each student is prayed for individually, as it is it takes the week, as we're only there for the mornings... and the poor person praying, they'd be shattered...
...anyway...
... what happens is that the person praying for you is talking with God while he's praying for you and will tell you what God's saying to him/her about you; a prophecy, if you will. (Stay with me, you've been to a psychic, right? Well, it's no weirder than that... seriously). And blow me down if much of the time it isn't as if someone was reading your mail.
Today was very much like that for me. If I had a copy of the audio I'd put some in, I'll have to get hold of it tomorrow. In the meantime it's good to know I'm on the right track that the future is bright and that God smiles.
Pretty much what you'd ever want to hear really except that it felt as though it was very specific to my plans for next year... and I'm happy about that.
I should be doing background reading for my research project but I have the mother of all headaches so I've been snoozing in a darkened room and reading blogs. It was over at Gabrielle's that I came across this meme... how was I to resist?? Apparently it was started here.. so link back if you're getting on this bandwagon too...
Here's how it works...
A. Upon receiving this tag, immediately perform a screen capture of your desktop. It is best that no icons be deleted before the screen capture so as to add to the element of fun. You can do a screen capture by going to your desktop and pressing the Print Scrn key (located on the right side of the F12 key). For Macs, press shift-option-3 then look for the .png file on your desktop. Open a graphics program (like Picture Manager, Paint, or Photoshop) and do a Paste (CTRL + V).
If you wish, you can “edit” the image, before saving it.
B. Post the picture in your blog. You can also give a short explanation on the look of your desktop just below it if you want. You can explain why you preferred such look or why is it full of icons. Things like that.
C. Tag five of your friends and ask them to give you a Free View of their desktop as well.
D. Add your name to the list of Free Viewers below with a link pointing directly to your Desktop Free View post to promote it to succeeding participants.
The list of Free Viewers so far is:
iRonnie - I Set No Corner
Thess - Thesserie
Rebecca - Skippy Heart
Knoizki - A Dialogue With K
Beng - Kauderwelch
Tina- My Good Finds
Rachel - Heart of Rachel
Alice - Hello, My Name Is Alice
Julia - Julia's Books Corner!
Darla - Nichtszusagen
Marg - Reading Adventures
Holly - What Were you Expecting?
ames - Thrifty Reader
Dev - Good Reads
Rosie - Nobody asked me...
Gabrielle - Diary of an Adult Runaway
Deeleea - Singular Scene
Here's mine... hope you've got pop-ups enabled... coz it don't look like nuffin till you blow it up... go on - click... you know you want to!!
Where is your mobile phone? Dresser
Describe your boyfriend/girlfriend? Non-existent
Your hair? Up
Your mother? Chatty
Your father? Taciturn
Your favourite item? Diamond
Your dream last night? Disturbed
Your favourite drink? Margarita
Your dream car? BMW
The room you are in? Bed
Your ex? Divorced
Your fear? History
What do you want to be in 10 years? Married
Who did you hang out with last night? Ed-the-Illusrator
What you’re not? Asleep
The last thing you did? Gamed
What are you wearing? Nuffin
Your favourite book? Bridget
Last thing you ate? Chocolate
Your life? Short
Your mood? Determined
Your friends? Ace
What are you thinking about right now? History
Your car? Clean
What are you doing at the moment? Surfing
Your summer? Coming
Your relationship status? Rich
What is on your TV? Remotes
When is the last time you laughed? Today
Last time you cried? Forgotten
School? Progressing
Shamelessly filched from Ms Maca
Well, I'm very pleased to direct you to the following site for several reasons!
One is that the author of the book of which it speaks is a friend of mine.
Two is that the the story and the telling of the story are fabulous, and alarming though it is, the story is true. It reads like a novel, the names have been changed but the events therein are real.
The site design and development are courtesy of my business and full props to a very good friend of mine Charm, who stepped into the breach and came up with the design when it seemed like my brain would melt. What a legend.
So, go... and do me and my business a favour... spread the word... and better still, buy a copy! You won't regret it.
This post started out as a reply to Jay's post about the keeping/discarding of useless yet sentimental favourites around the house. In this case, stuffed animals. So I'll start with my uselessly sentimental favourites for your entertainment. However, as I was camera in hand I shall move on from there to other notable news items from Chez Deeleea.
The Boys
Now, whereas Jay has what amounts to a stuffed menagerie I have a stuffed sleuth. [ed. yes, the collective noun for bears is sleuth... go figure]. Having had other animals over the years I have dilligently reduced the excess to these 4. From Left to Right.
Howard - so named for the bear in [mumble, mumble] Sleepless in Seattle (1993). He was gift from 'Sis for my birthday and, dahling, as nothing but the best will do for her big Sis he hails from none other than Country Road(don't click the link, it's a really rubbish site).
Harrod - so named for his point of origin. He's one of the special edition annual Christmas Bears and is for the year 1992. He too was a gift; one from my then employer. They had a family tradition of purchasing Christmas bears with the year of their children's births. 1992 was the year I worked for them. He's a sentimental favourite and looks like he does (which is far from his original condition) as there was a time when (yes, even as an adult) I cuddled him to get to sleep.
Hucklebeary - So named because that's the name he came with. A gift from my mother for a birthday. She's as helpless as me when it comes to bears. I'm much more controlled now but there was a time when a cute one like this was to be considered irresistible.
Brighton - As above.
Chino - As you can see, not a bear [ed. nor is he stuffed judging by the scratches on your arm] but not to be outdone by a bunch of soft toys - he has to be in on the action. These days he takes Harrod's place as soporific company. And yep, he sleeps all night tucked in under my chin. Sad but true.
So, are any of them dispensable? No. They've come from as far afield as London and Auckland. They're here to stay...
Upgrade
I am currently congratulating myself on having upgraded my Movable Type installation from version 3.2 to Version 3.34. It went well. No small achievement considering this is the 2nd upgrade I've done and it isn't something one does lightly. But it all went well until I tried to install plug ins... Let's not talk about that side of things...
