Happy Monday.

This made me laugh:

Beartato: Last Autumn Leaf

This necklace is pretty and from Trophies on Etsy:

This is a good picture:

Image originally from Jill Willcott on Flikr

I like cake:

Image originally from Cinammon on Flikr.

Image originally from Little Doodles on Flikr.

Happy Monday!

Hope you had a gooood weekend

x

I Love...

... this movie.

I by chance stumbled across one of the songs featured in the movie on Youtube this morning and have subsequently spent all day listening to the brilliant soundtrack, listing as follows:

1. A Story Of Boy Meets Girl - 500 Days Of Summer

2. Us (Remastered) - Regina Spektor

3. There Is A Light That Never Goes Out - The Smiths*

4. Bad Kids - The Black Lip

5. Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want - The Smiths

6. There Goes The Fear - Doves

7. You Make My Dreams - Hall & Oates

8. Sweet Disposition - The Temper Trap

9. Quelqu’un M’a Dit - Carla Bruni

10. Mushaboom - Feist

11. Hero - Regina Spektor

12. Bookends - Simon And Garfunkel

13. Vagabond - Wolfmother

14. She’s Got You High - Mumm-ra

15. Here Comes Your Man - Meaghan Smith

16. Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want - She & Him

(500) Days of Summer is super duper and I love it and if you havn't seen it I Command you to watch it (cue evil laugh) for the following reasons:

1. Zooey Deschanel is ridiculously pretty,
2. and her clothes are fab (total Girl Crush),
3. Joseph-Gordon Levitt is a dish,
4. the music is awesome,
5. and the storyline excellent,
6. j'adore!
7. Because what I say goes (just kidding obv!)**

So yeah, pretty ace all round.

Well, have a good weekend everyone, I'm going to sleep tomorrow and see New Moon on Sunday and see you Monday!

x

* Cue bad impression of Smiths from me "if a double decker buuus crashes into us...to die by your side is such a heavenly way to dieeee"

** As you can see, I quite like lists.

Images via here and here and here and here

November!

November!

by Thomas Hood

No sun--no moon!

No morn--no noon!

No dawn--no dusk--no proper time of day--

No sky--no earthly view--

No distance looking blue--

No road--no street--no "t'other side this way"--

No end to any Row--

No indications where the Crescents go--

No top to any steeple--

No recognitions of familiar people--

No courtesies for showing 'em--

No knowing 'em!

No traveling at all--no locomotion--

No inkling of the way--no notion--

"No go" by land or ocean--

No mail--no post--

No news from any foreign coast--

No Park, no Ring, no afternoon gentility--

No company--no nobility--

No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,

No comfortable feel in any member--

No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,

No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds--

November!

Hope you enjoy!

x

Images via Wili Hybrid on Flikr via the blue hour via AudreyHepburn Complex

Another Wednesday marks the middle of another week. I was supposed to be at this job for one month (beginning of September until the end) but I have now been here for 11 weeks. However, the end of the project is in sight and I am now once again staring down the black hole of unemployment.

I got the offer of an interview next week.

Part of me thinks I should feel happy to be offered anything in the current economic climate, but the other part of me, my gut instinct if you will, says this isn't really what I'm looking for and that I should hold out for something better.

Also that the first interview is in a Holiday Inn rather than their offices does seem a leeeetle weird, right? Like I should be delivering a brown paper package or drinking champagne (maybe only fizzy white wine at a Holiday Inn come to think of it) with a wealthy businessman!

Just feels wrong to turn down an interview is all.

I'm sure you will be hearing a lot more about how things progress on here in the coming weeks.

And now onto something completely different

this picture totally captured my heart. So sweet and clever I love it.

Have a good afternoon and evening dear readers.

Back tomorrow with Poetry Thursday.

x

Images via Red Lips & Ice Cream and Marnie Pill on Flickr respectively.

Rain Rain Go Away?

Picture this, if you will.

I wake up to my radio alarm which is playing a pop song much to cheery for 6:30am.

It is dark and raining.

It does not get light before I leave the house as it normally does but continues to stay the gloomy darkness of late twilight despite the earliness of the hour. The rain patters slowly but firmly on the windows as I get ready to leave the house. I pull on my knee high flat boots (no loafers today of course), my wintery coat and a very stripy umbrella.

As I step out of my front door, across the porch and half way down the drive so begins a downpouring of torrential proportions. End Of The World type rain with drops so big they hurt when they hit your skin and so heavy cars have to slow almost to a halt as the drivers can't see out of their windscreens. The umbrella whips around in the wind yet keeps my face and most of my hair dry but the rain is now coming down at a 45 degree angle, soaking the few inches of my skirt which peep below my coat and my tights above my boots so they cling to my legs (boots which it turns out do not stand up to puddles the size of ponds oddly enough) .

I swear to myself repeatedly as I walk along (as though this mantra of curses will somehow keep me dry) and fear I am unfortunately overheard by my nextdoor neighbour as he cycles slowly by in a very luminous jacket.

The bus seems to take an age to arrive and by the time it does the elements of me exposed to the weather are thoroughly soaked. I miss my normal train as the traffic is so bad and have to get a later one which is not direct to London so adds another 15 minutes to my journey. I sit down next to the window, peel off my damp layers, lay out my dripping umbrella under my seat, put on my Mp3 player and close my eyes. I manage to doze for most of the journey but wake up about 10 minutes from London at which point an Elbow song from their album Seldom Seen Kid starts to play and just at that moment, the sun emerges from behind the heavy charcoal grey clouds, and reveals to me that behind this curtain of dark there are huge white clouds and bright blue skies. All this I see only for a moment before the curtain is back, the sun disappears and spots of rain reappear, running down in tracks on the window.

Like a character in some corny movie I feel any annoyance at the dreadful weather, the traffic, the still being rather damp and the being later into work than I like, slip quietly away.

Such big weather and such natural beauty made me feel quite small in a way I rather like and Elbow's song made me breathe a breath of calm as it always does. As soon as I step off the train, the hustle and bustle shake me from my pleasing reverie but I am still left with a small bright bubble of happiness inside.

Funny what music can do.

Funny what the beauty of nature can do.

Just Say...

OK,

Good things which have happened to me today:

+ Got a seat on the train this morning

+ Got a free Gingerbread Latte from Starbucks

+ Ate a yummy cheese, ham and tomato croissant from Pret a Manger

+ Finally got round to ordering a new camera off Ebuyer

+ My plum coloured corduroy trousers (that's right, plum corduroy) from Uniqlo have been dispatched

+ I got paid

+ Was sold some delicious carrot cake by a man dressed as Robin Hood

+ Have a really good weekend planned involving shopping with my sister, lunch with one of my dearest friends and new episode of Doctor Who on Sunday evening.

Bad things that have happened to me today:

- Supposed to be going to something this evening which I don't want to but am too much of a wimp to get out of.

It seems ridiculous to me that all the positives can be cancelled out by One Negative (which I should have said no too when it first came up but didn't because I was a WIMP. Do you see a pattern emerging here?)

Silly silly silly silly me.

I make myself so mad sometimes because I can't say no to people. I just care too much what they think of me, even if I don't like them.

Does this A) make me a good person because I don't want to create disputes or offend others?

Or

Does this B) make me an idiot for not thinking about what I want?

Will I ever learn? Is this something that comes with age?

I jolly well hope so.

I shall let you know how it goes.

Have a stupendous weekend readers of mine.

x

Picture via WeHeartIt

~Read Me~

LIFE IS BUT A DREAM
by: Lewis Carroll (1832-1898)

BOAT, beneath a sunny sky
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July--

Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear--

Long has paled that sunny sky;
Echoes fade and memories die;
Autumn frosts have slain July.

Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.

Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.

In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die;

Ever drifting down the stream--
Lingering in the golden gleam--
Life, what is it but a dream?

For you, my dears.

Hope you are having a nice week.

x