Thoughts on a rainy Friday

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A beautiful sunset after today’s rain
  • When it rains, it pours.
  • Pretty much in a literal sense, these days.
  • Last summer was hot hot hot.
  • This summer has been wet wet wet.
  • I can’t believe it’s already August.
  • Oh wait, yes I can.
  • Peach season!
  • This thrills me more than I can say.
  • Same goes with the wild blueberries.
  • Can’t get them any better than that.
  • Watching the live-action Beauty and the Beast earlier this week was the soul-cleanser I needed.
  • Emma Watson was an excellent Belle; if not for her singing abilities (which were meh), but definitely for her portrayal.
  • And of course, Dan Stevens killed it as Beast/Prince Adam.
  • What a lovely guy.
  • I could almost forgive him for his quitting Downton Abbey.
  • Kidding!
  • No hard feelings about that.
  • Sure, it was sad to see him go (if you’ve watched the show you’ll know what I mean), but Dan’s gotta do what Dan’s gotta do.
  • Because if he hadn’t left Downton, he might not have taken the role.
  • And thus, we wouldn’t have been gifted with the wonderful sass master of a Prince we have today.
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Jerk move, but his expression is hilarious.
  • If Beauty and the Beast was the soul-cleanser I needed, then Wonder Woman was the soul-strengthener.
  • Saw that today, fyi.
  • Now I feel 1000 times more powerful than I did when I woke up this morning.
  • A lot of the movie was summed up to “Diana, no!”
  • Only to be rebutted with “DIANA YES!”
  • Long live the female super hero.
  • Forever and ever.
  • Chris Pine.
  • Not the star of the movie, mind you, but still impressive.
  • Oops, there I go, doing double on the crushes.
  • Must be that kind of week.
  • Who’s next?
  • No, don’t answer that.
  • Ah, the sun is out again.
  • I feel like Diana and Steve Rogers (aka Captain America) would get along great.
  • Because, you know… They both have shields they rely on.
  • And other stuff they can relate to.
  • Actually, I think they would be quite good.
  • That is, if she can ever get past his name being “Steve”.
  • And oh gosh, if he can ever get past her brown eyes.
  • Similar to Peggy Carter’s, if you know what I mean.
  • It’s not about “deserve”. It’s about what you believe. And I believe in love.
  • Stay strong and enjoy the weekend, peeps.

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Thoughts before a Canada Day long weekend

  •  Please let there be sun tomorrow, please let there be sun tomorrow.
  • Because I want to go to the beach.
  • Not necessarily for the Canada Day celebratory stuff, although that’s nice.
  • Mainly for the sake of visiting the beach.
  • And taking the dogs.
  • And by beach, I don’t mean the ocean side beach.
  • Rather, the lake-y side beach.
  • A lakeside beach has an entirely different vibe.
  • Or does it?
  • This whole Canada 150 celebratory thing has got me conflicted.
  • On one hand, it’s a party for our existence, but on the other hand…
  • It’s a reminder that it’s 150+ years of colonialism.
  • Not cool.
  • It’s also a reminder that there will be masses and masses of leftover Canada 150 collection items that no one bought, and will eventually go to waste.
  • Or go on display in museums in the future.
  • Just being realistic, don’t mind me.
  • I probably should have gotten that 150 water bottle.
  • Nah.
  • Should I make butter tarts this weekend?
  • That would be going the “extra” Canadian mile.
  • So would be chugging a shot of maple syrup.
  • Which I would not recommend.
  • That is, unless you have a reeeeeally sweet tooth.
  • The Doctor Who finale is this weekend, and I’m not feeling great about 12 regenerating.
  • I was unsure about Peter Capaldi in the beginning, but now I DON’T WANT HIM TO GO.
  • Which is what usually happens when a new Doctor comes along.
  •  It’s like David Tennant and Matt Smith all over again.
  • :/
  • At the same time, I’m very interested to see who’s going to replace him.
  • It’s been kept well under wraps this time.
  • Time to sign off now! Leaving you with some Canadian patriotism.
  • Y’all Americans aren’t the only ones that can boast.
  • We can do it.
  • ….We just don’t want to.

 

“Listen to the song of life” edition of thoughts

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My personal aesthetic.
  • One of the most satisfying feelings out there is finishing a book you actually enjoyed reading.
  • It happened with me these past two weeks.
  • It’s been a while since I’ve read such a good book, so therefore it’s worth noting.
  • I won’t tell you what it is, because… I’m saving it for an upcoming blog post.
  • Aha! About time.
  • So much for keeping up with blogging consistency.
  • This month has been ripe with creative constipation.
  • It happens every so often.
  • But one must push through it!
  • That, and I’ve also been busy.
  • But not today.
  • Today, I write.
  • Write, and stare out the window.
  • And find music to listen to on youtube.
  • It looks like rain.
  • Spring arrived this week as well, bringing with it below-freezing temperatures.
  • But it’s getting warmer.
  • Or so we’re told.
  • You know, sometimes I like to believe in fate.
  • Like, if it’s meant to be for you, the opportunity will present itself.
  • An interview with Robert Osborne (RIP) and Kim Novak I was watching last weekend got me thinking about that.
  • She seems to definitely be about the fates and destiny sort of thing.
  • Or rather, she just fell into the acting gig and went along for the ride.
  • Do you call that fate, or just rolling with it?
  • What is fate?
  • There I go, waxing philosophic again.
  • Probably not the word I’m looking for, but that’s all I can think of at the moment.
  • But this goes well with the Katharine Hepburn quote above.
  • “Listen to the song of life!”
  • Which brings me to mention that I also watched a good Katharine Hepburn bio not long ago.
  • I want to be a lady like her in my golden years.
  • At least then I will have an excuse to be sassy.
  • Which isn’t to say I’m not sassy right at this stage in life.
  • KH dressed like my grandma would have dressed in the 90s.
  • And I can imagine her home smelling somewhat like my grandparents.
  • Well, sort of.
  • I was going back and forth as to what song I would end this post with. Lately I’ve been about the 1960s, but for a change I’m in a waltzy mood.
  • This piece makes me visualize dancing in a ballroom in the 1800s, and being swung around by dapper gentlemen in suits.
  • Which would be a lot of fun as well.

Friday in the gray

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Of course, the cat doesn’t care who she’s next to. What so ever.
  • Nothing says global warming like 16 degree temperatures in February.
  • I mean, it’s nice weather, but at the same time oh god.
  • Any snow we started with in December has finally melted.
  • Anytime I worry that the world might be going to hell in a hand basket, I try to remember the good things that are happening as well.
  • One doesn’t always hear about them, but they’re there.
  • Look for the helpers, Mister Rogers would say.
  • Or just watch a video on cute puppies or kittens.
  • Can’t go wrong with that.
  • I took a trip down memory lane by sorting through my old grade school stuff today.
  • Boy did I love making art.
  • From the sparkles that got everywhere, to the construction paper, to the glue that stuck on the fingers.
  • Even if the creation ended up looking like crap.
  • Oh, and my writing was fit for a 6 year old.
  • Thankfully, it has since improved.
  • And thankfully my parents appreciated my stuff.
  • I think.
  • But the best part was when I was reading about a trip to the Royal Ontario Museum, and I casually mentioned how we got stuck in traffic on the 401 west bound.
  • The specific details are incredible.
  • The second best part was my two sentence ghost story, circa 1995.
  • “A ghost is white. The ghost is scary.”
  • It’s that short.
  • And my teacher commented, “A good first story!”
  • HAHAHA.
  • In a painful sort of way.
  • La douleur equise. 
  • A beautiful word with a painful meaning behind it.
  • Wanting someone you can’t have.
  • The indescribable want of something.
  • For me, I don’t know what that something is.
  • ANYWAY.
  • The music I’ve included down below is to inspire you to go out and conquer the weekend. Or world, whatever.

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Thoughts on a Friday

  • Yee gads it’s national dessert day.
  • Probably my favourite day next to Christmas.
  • When I think of dessert, I thinking of something really rich and decadent.
  • Namely, pudding.
  • Topped with whipped cream?
  • Or ice cream.
  • Still topped with whipped cream.
  • Or custard cake.
  • Maybe not topped with whipped cream.
  • But made with whipping cream.
  • That’s better.
  • I better stop looking at the hashtag on Twitter, it’s making me hungry.
  • Sometimes I wonder how different my life would be if I were alive 100 years ago instead of today.
  • I would be alive during WW1, for one thing.
  • The Titanic would have been sunk four years, already.
  • And I don’t know what else.
  • But I’d rather be alive in today’s age, thanks very much.
  • Even with a stinky election coming up.
  • My god, will the madness ever end.
  • Wow, that was a drastic turn from thinking about dessert.
  • I think I’m due for a haircut.
  • It’s getting impossible to deal with these days.
  • Curly haired people, you get my drift.
  • The leaves are so pretty this time of year.
  • If I could drag out this reality for months on end, I would.
  • But alas, seasons don’t work that way.
  • Only from the heart can you touch the sky.
  • Quoted by Rumi, and sadly not by me.

Thoughts on a Friday

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  • Thank goodness for fall.
  • And for Libra season.
  • My birthday is around the corner, and I swear I feel like I’m still 26 going on seventeen.
  • Kidding.
  • I know more now of life than I did at seventeen.
  • What does anyone know about life at that age?
  • Maybe some, but certainly not I.
  • It makes me feel good to know that I’m a classier version of age seventeen now.
  • This just in, I made banana crumb muffins.
  • Now the kitchen smells delightful.
  • Haven’t made these since the spring. Or winter, I’m not sure.
  • Either way, they’re good for when it’s a cool and rainy day.
  • Which it is.
  • I don’t eat bananas much anymore, but if they disappear off the face of the earth (which is not an unlikely scenario) I would definitely miss making muffins out of them.
  • There’s nothing like being able to sleep through the night without a plugged nose.
  • If there’s one yearly ritual I can always rely on, it’s catching a cold every September.
  • Must pull myself away from distractions.
  • But tea, first.
  • Oh my god it’s almost Halloween.
  • What was I saying about colds?
  • Oh yes. Catching one every September.
  • Colds felt worse back then.
  • Now they’re a piece of cake.
  • Lies.
  • I recently started drinking mint tea, probably my best decision of this past week.
  • Makes me feel so much more relaxed than when I drink… Dare I say it… Regular tea?
  • And no wonder.
  • When I click on certain web pages, it makes me feel like I’ve had enough of the internet for the day.
  • Mostly because of the content, which is about petty crap.
  • Take for instance, Kylie Jenner, doing a photo shoot pretending she’s a ballet dancer.
  • Surprise! People were offended. And I’m irritated.
  • I’ll have some of that mint tea now.
  • This week I find myself in that strange predicament of missing someone I didn’t  know well.
  • A nice older neighbour on my street passed away, and I can’t help but feel sad that I won’t see him anymore.
  • I saw him every so often and waved hello, and stopped to chat with him at one point a few years ago.
  • Maybe it’s that neighbourly familiarity I’m craving, or the nostalgia for having an older generation around.
  •  I’ve seen quite a few older residents move out from the street I’m living on, and new families take their place. Ones that I don’t know well, or at all.
  • It’s always sad to see them go.
  • But move on they must, as we all have to do sooner or later.
  • And that is the note on which I will take my leave.
  • Till next time…

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