what if i just give up 'bad television'?
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
what if i just give up 'bad television'?
Monday, February 25, 2008
i watched the Oscars on tv last night. four hours of it. that was my punishment. it was awful! boring! i kept on watching thinking something was going to happen. it never did. it just went on, and on, and i wanted to go to sleep. but i had to know who was going to get the upcoming oscar for best costumes in an animated musical foreign language documentary with sound effects didn't i?
i'm glad that the couple from 'once' got an oscar for their music from their movie. that was nice.
otherwise... serves me right i suppose.
now i will have to climb back on the wagon after backsliding. (I also watched american idol this week). and er, oh yeah, celebrity apprentice.
but that's it. i'm done now. back to the books. no more tv. promise.
i will put down the remote and back away from the television. ;-)
Sunday, February 24, 2008
when we bought this house almost 3 years ago, we (and when i say "we" i mean m.o.h.) had just finished all of the renovations on our former home. we (i.e. he) weren't looking for a challenge as such but we were very naive. we looked around here at the 80's decor and said to ourselves; "oh yes, main floor-new doors, trim, window frames, pull up the carpets, refinish the hardwood underneath, paint and decorate. downstairs redo the family room, update the bathroom and make that other room into a hang out room for our youngest........... shouldn't take long, or much money..."
fast forward to today.
the money that we set aside for the projects was used up within the first few months.the things that we/he did re-do 3 years ago are ready to be re-done. we already need a new coat of paint upstairs.
downstairs is a nightmare.
m.o.h. works hard. he drives miles every day to get to work and he works 3 different shifts. but when he's not at work, he's hard at work here. yesterday he spent hours laying a laminate floor in the basement family room. and it's only 1/2 done. it should have been done much quicker but the floor underneath isn't straight/flat to start with i guess and the planks are not 'clicking' together the way they should.
it's past the point of no return he says and he will just soldier on with it. i, on the other hand, would have ripped it up and snapped one over my knee out of frustration before chucking it all back in the truck and taking it back to the store.
but it is my fault really, because he wanted carpet and i said, 'no, laminate will be much easier to look after'......
talk about blood sweat and tears. it's just one thing after another.
when this house is finally done..... when? i should say, 'if'', then it will be nice that we can start to have a life again.
there's only the upstairs bathroom to do, the downstairs laundry room and that 'hang out room' left to finish.
we should have run a mile when we looked at this place.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Yesterday i picked up two of my grandchildren from their daycare. My oldest grandchild had some artwork in his cubby which i scooped up to bring home along with his book club newsletter.
but wait. what's this? it was a valentine made of 3 red hearts on a white sheet of paper.
inside the first heart it said, "people i love" the second heart said 'Nanny" (that would be ME!) and the third heart said, "Pop"
i was overcome.
this meant that he had thought of us.
when the teacher had asked him who he loved and wanted to make a valentine for, he had thought of us at that particular moment in time.
how special is that?
little grandson was preoccupied with putting on his boots so he wasn't really making much of my gushings of 'Oh, this is lovely, our very own Valentine! Pop's going to love it."
we picked up his little sister. i'm forgiving her for not making any valentine's because she's only 13 months and is very dainty, so i'm sure she doesn't approve of messy stuff like glue and glitter.... yet...
but we get to his house and i'm getting him out of his booster when he spies the aforesaid valentine on the front seat, and the penny drops. i'm going to take his artwork home!
"NANNY!" he yells very loudly, and accusingly. "DAT'S MY BALENTINE! YOU CAN'T KEEP IT!!"
i managed to divert him and left it on the front seat as we got into the house.
i told his mom about it as i was leaving.
but i was overheard.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
there should have been the satisfaction in seeing six grown children with their children, and then the great grandchildren. but it didn't turn out that way.
life was hard. it was short. and it's hard to understand why.
they loved us. they were loved. and we miss her very much.
until we meet again..............
Thursday, February 14, 2008
i shower, shampoo, condition, moisturize; apply mousse, styling lotion, then blow dry for volume, add finishing hold and styling clay and then a squirt of hairspray. a minimum of 30 mins from top to bottom.
then there's the make-up, moisturizer, foundation, concealer, powder, blusher, eye-liner,eye shadow, eye shadow contour, mascara, translucent powder, blusher.... i like to think of it as the 'natural look'. another 10 mins.
believe me after doing this for about 40 years it's getting very annoying. cos the older you get, the more patching up there is to do! i could use that time doing something else i really like to do. (perhaps staying in bed for an extra 30 minutes)
the other day i saw a youtube video of cher. she's got to be in her mid to late 60's. even with all of the plastic surgery she's had which makes her expressions a tad scary: the make-up! the hair! the stuff she was wearing to make her look not as old as she should!
oy vey, i was tired just thinking about how long it must take.
i bet she resembles me first thing in the morning.
i bet she looks like nick nolte's mug shot too.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
i've seen the expression on some people's faces when i've mentioned something important that happened on a tv show that i watch regularly.
can i give up tv?
last year for lent i gave up my daily coffee with french vanilla and boy, that was hard.
i LOVE that stuff. or i used to. it doesn't bother me now...
i know in the grand scheme of things it doesn't matter a damn who wins survivor, who donald trump fires (though i am intrigued by omaroso and the feelings of dislike she arouses in me, and last week, i even caught myself, much to my surprise, thinking how good she looks in hats)
will i be enriched by watching hours of american idol and investing my time in the hopes and dreams of another wannabe pop-star?
(i am really struggling with that one because, i have to admit, i do get completely involved.)
but, i do have a stack of unfinished books that i never seem to have time to finish.
i've noticed that my attention span is much shorter these days. i can only read when the tv is on in the background. if i put a book down, i forget about it and have to start again at the beginning of the chapter, or sometimes the beginning of the book.
it's like ADD.
brought on by years of laziness; being spoon fed characters and plots with fixed images, that i don't have to use my imagination to see.
i do have a list of people i promised myself i would write to more than just a line on a christmas card....i do need to be more in touch with my inner self;
will i go mad?
will i find myself unable to relax without knowing whether omarosa's headgear this week is as eye catching as last?
whether the donald will fire piers morgan?
whether paula, randy and simon can manage to pick the right idol if i'm not watching?
who will win survivor; the favourites or the fans?
we shall see.
watch this space.
but don't watch it too much.
do other stuff while you're waiting.