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I’ve been being mindful of my thoughts lately. Trying to think more positively and such…(new therapist’s suggestion). Sometimes I’ll find myself dwelling on what I’m missing rather than what I have. When I catch myself doing this I think of the things I’m thankful for and will even make the occasional list to remind myself.
Other times I find myself dwelling on past events , some of which aren’t all that far in the past just yet (today it happened in the grocery store of all places), and I get to feeling really down. When that happens I do something different. I think about my favorite things…which is a bit different than just things to be thankful for.
And for some reason, it seems less revealing to share my favorite things than it does to reveal the things that I’m thankful for. Weirdness, I know – but here are a few of my favorite things:
- Brightly coloured collections, like looking at pottery or paintchips or brightly coloured vases (scrapbook paper is wonderful that way too…).
- Playing “bike horn” in echoey places with my little girl (this usually occurs in public bathrooms (yes, that was us (hehe))).
- Good wine (I collect the corks too).
- The smell of harness leather (or anything equine).
- Clothespins (especially ones with faces like alligators drawn on them) and the things you hang up with them like: freshly laundred sheets or paintings strung across a window (okay, I might be the only person that does that).
- Kittens and most all baby animals.
- Argentine Tango.
- Chasing dew drops (literal and figurative).
- Seeing beautiful skies.
- Walking on beaches.
- Just “being” with friends who get how to “be”.
- Singing “Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral” to my little girl every night.
And yes…I love brown paper packages tied up with strings (the best things come that way you know).
“Mommy, I didn’t want turkey…” she started.
“Emma darling, you get what you get…” I started to say.
“You don’t throw a fit!” she finished cheerfully.
“Right. But if I gave you anchovies, then you could throw a fit,” I just had to add.
“Anchovies?” she asked.
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Yeah, I knew better but it was fun…. : )
Ony did this to me…
Okay, really…I just couldn’t resist (and that’s odd for me because I’m not a ‘pass the tag around’ kind of girl).
So, here´s how you do it…if you so choose (and if you do it’d be fun for me if you’d share the link to your post here).
Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr search, using only the first page, choose your favorite image, copy and paste each of the URL’s into the mosaic maker (3 columns, 4 rows).
The questions:
1. What is your first name? (Anjolie)
2. What is your favorite food? (Chinese)
3. What high school did you attend? (Lake Quinault)
4. What is your favorite color? (Yellow)
5. Who is your celebrity crush? (Johnny Depp)
6. Favorite drink? (Cosmopolitan)
7. Dream vacation? (Italy)
8. Favorite dessert? (Chocolate Cake)
9. What do you want to be when you grow up? (Artist)
10.What do you love most in life? (The Moments Inbetween)
11. One word to describe you. (Deep)
12. Your Flickr name. (_anjolie_)
Here are the links to the photos in my mosaic above:
1. The Engagement by Anjolie Ela Menon oil on masonite India 2005, 2. for a minute there, i lost myself, 3. Lake Quinault 1, 4. Sun and Signs, 5. Smoking, 6. b.l.u.r., 7. Boat, 8. A Sweet Bite To Eat.., 9. ARTISTE DANS SON ATELIER, 10. moment, 11. When the tears are not enough, 12. Blue Champagne
I’m crossing my fingers that the links work because I had to play with them a bit to get them on here…(grr…they don’t, but I’ll fix them soon).
And I don’t think that’s really Johnny Depp up there…but it was my favorite shot out of the bunch (I only fudged and went to the second page for my first name).
I’m going home soon…and each year I try my best to get to Ruby Beach. I always seem to find something healing there…
It’s generally a solo trip but I think that this time I’m going to take my mom and my little girl and whoever else I can drag along with me.
I’ll be taking my Nikon too. ; )
I’m so excited to be going home again. I’m getting a whole two weeks, which I know will go by way too quickly but what with baby showers and family picnics I’m hoping to condense the visiting so that there’s more ‘down time’ and less ‘running around in the car’ time.
I’ve just got loads to do before I fly out next week and so it feels a bit insane right now. All my big ideas will just have to wait….getting my art submission together is primary but I am worried that I’m not going to get it done before I leave.
Promise to self: “No falling asleep on the couch tonight. Must write bio.”
I have to admit, the “Free DVD Included” sticker made me nervous. After all, it said it was 45 minutes long and I had maybe two hours tops to myself. Was I even going to get it put together?
I did though.
And I haven’t even watched the DVD yet.
Lucky me, they didn’t bother to change something that already worked and I remembered enough from my days of framing with Maggie that I only ruined one mat. :)
Now I just have to get one painting all the way framed (“Don’t forget the glass, Anjolie”).
And then I have to figure out how to part with my bleu horses…
Best we don’t think about that just yet… I can always change my mind.
IF I get accepted to this gallery that is…
So, I am like totally standing in line waiting for my food order at the Sheetz station down the street (actually, it wasn’t my lunch because I’m on a salad lunch regime at the moment but I was standing there regardless) and I tune into what’s playing on the overhead sound system. Now, I have no problem with David Bowie, I happen to think he’s uber-sexy in that really bizzare creepy ‘almost Kevin Bacon but more like Tim Curry’ kind of way so when I say that it was all I could do to not bust out laughing it really had nothing to do with David…it just had to do with my sudden vision of a transformed Sheetz complete with disco ball and dancing food service people on the counters in their red shirts and the older gentleman standing next to me busting out to “put on your red shoes…”.
The woman next to me must have caught wind of my mood (or maybe I chuckled to myself before I realized it) because she started laughing. More likely she figured I was laughing at the amount of people standing in line but maybe she was pyschic or something….I thought to ask her but then thought to just keep my mouth shut. After all, I do represent my workplace during the hourse of 9 to 5…
Don’t tell that to my imagination though.
6 year anniversary cake – 4 year old style, originally uploaded by _anjolie_.
Yep, it was six years yesterday. Hard to believe we’re still here. It’s been a toughie that’s fer sure…..
Hubby went out to round up some Chicken Lo Mein because I’ve had a hankering for it for a couple of weeks now (and of which seems to have given us a mild bout of food poisioning) while baby girl and I played with brightly coloured cookie dough (baby girl was up last night too but didn’t get sick – kudos to her for not eating the lo mein). After cookie number four she was getting tired out and I had a mix of colours (with a good amount of blue) left over. I was getting a bit burned out on the cookie art myself and so we made a tie-dyed six year anniversay cookie for dessert. (It really didn’t taste bad…just not really good.) Hmm, maybe it was the cookie not the lo mein. I’ve never gotten a fever from a cookie before though…and Em surely ate enough of the cookies. She had a whole butterfly to herself!
Bohemian Seasons, originally uploaded by _anjolie_.
“”People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.”"
~Elizabeth Kubler Ross
talks on combining tango and salsa leads to:
universal oneness
center
dancing
i love african music
(did you know that latin rythyms originated out of africa?)
youtube
vistas
nature’s song
elephants
how fast do they go?
do they run?
really?
who knew?
reading mechanical digests
thinking about that chapter in science class that covered the workings of a diesel engine
remembers when diesel was cheaper than unleaded
remembers when unleaded was under a buck a gallon
thinks that with the price of hay being what it is it still might be cheaper to drive
which doesn’t really make me miss my horses any less
but there’s a bleu on on the table…
and tango doesn’t have to include the brass band
especially as the night goes on
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