beat down

I haven't been around lately due to the persistent bug that’s been going around and I’m only now starting to feel like myself again. And thank goodness for that! My cold/flu/Ebola virus didn’t just kick my butt to bed for 5 days and make the past two weeks painfully stuffy and runny; it seemed to have somehow manipulated my whole outlook on my life. And not for the best.


Today is warm and sunny, just the way I wish every fall day could be (but isn’t by any stretch of the imagination). I know I should be in a considerably better mood than I am. But like I said, something seems to have turned my whole world grey and dreary. Maybe it's the not seeing anyone or doing anything fun for the past two weeks.

Consequently, I’m trying very hard to get out of this funk. I haven’t figured out what I can do, other than what I’m already doing. And I know that my restlessness will eventually just go away. However, I prefer to be a little more proactive in such matters.

I realize this might be an anti-climactic post. It ends without solution or epiphany, but I figure posting again might be part of that solution.
 

when we were children

Dream a dream of fairies, elves and all the magical woodland creatures that existed when we were children.

finally

Ask and you will receive.

Following my previous post, here I am with a whole day ahead of me with nothing on the agenda.I love this feeling that I could do pretty whatever I feel like today. That's the beauty of the quiet life, my version of it, anywho. I love all the possibilities that this day has to offer right now.

I could make some hummus, read my book, paint my nails, take a walk or just sit here browsing through all the lovely posts my blogroll has to offer. And to top it all off, the "sun is shining, the weather is sweet".

Even though I did want this day, I still fell like this quote from the very wise philosopher Jagger is still appropriate today.

{music philosophy}

the quest for the quiet life

I don't consider myself a very busy person - the type who's always running here and there with a to do list as long as one's leg - but somehow the days are flying by and all I manage to get done are the "mandatory" things - you know like cooking, cleaning, working, commuting. Blerg!

By the time it's time to relax, I'm out cold in bed.

Wouldn't it be nice if all you had to worry about was keeping your fort standing while sipping tea on a lazy afternoon?

One day, one day soon.

Maybe.

unwind

I've suddenly become utterly obsessed with Muskoka chairs, or Adirondack chairs - whichever you prefer, same thing, anyway.

They remind me of calm beaches, quaint porches and breezy summer nights.
I love the sense of serenity this picture evokes. I'd love to be sitting in one of those chairs with a fruity drink and a good book.

But I'd also settle this lovely house with its equally lovely porch - although, I don't know if I'm sold on the yellow...

The only thing missing here? My chairs, of course.

Just mentally add one picture to the other and you pretty damn close to my dream home. One version of it, anyway.

getting back into the swing of things

It's been quite a while, hasn't it?

It seems I have a hard time sticking to a particular task for a really long time, and that's one thing I'd love to change. So let's give it another go. I might have a short attention span, but I'm no quitter. So after my long and impromptu hiatus, Crazy B is back!

wake up!!!

I really need a pick-me-up, and just looking at this gives me a tiny coffee buzz...

{via flickr}

uninspired

I've been off in the land of worry and anxiety lately, making me consequently unable to concentrate on much of anything other than the woe that is me, and let's face it, no one wants to hear about that. I've lost sight of the little things, the happier, funner things. I have to stop stressing over things like the "future" and try to enjoy life now. Cheesy? Yes, but true nonetheless.
I saw this picture the other day in one of the stores of the Point-Claire Village - so pretty there, by the way - and it made me smile.

I mean, how can life not be good with a cat like this?


and a boyfriend who walks around department stores like this?

...yeah, life is good

it's all in the family...sometimes

I consider myself a city girl, but I have to admit that owning a house with an enormous yard in the suburbs - even in the country - is something I would consider when looking to start that family everyone keeps asking about.

I was at my parent's this weekend and I never truly appreciate how pretty a very green, very flowery yard could be.

But as I sit here looking at this picture of my mom's clamatis and glance over to mine, I realize that a green thumb does not run in the family.

Pathetic, I know. I think it's because it's in a pot that it doesn't get any flowers...or barely any leaves for that matter. The roots don't have enough room to grow. Yeah, that makes sense...it's the pot, not me.