Did someone say 'Bliss'? Pffft!

Thank you for bearing with me through my move and offering wonderful comments and wishes for our new place.

It has been stressful… actually I wish I could think of a stronger word for that… Stressful. It seems to just slip of the tongue like “Ah It was just… ice-cream” Hmm. Let me think… Alright, try this one. “It was REALLY FREAKING stressful!’ Followed by a small scream. Yes I think that does it.

Oh yes, in my last posting I mentioned I was getting an office, my own space, my space of bliss. This turned into my husband’s space with his computer, his chair and yes let’s not forget… His guitars. One, two, three and breathe deep! Ahh… Let me just check if I feel better or even remotely good about this this for one moment. No! No! I don’t. (Scream, no in fact once again, screeeaaammmm!) Ah better! Well actually he did get a little upset with me today as I dragged his favorite desk out of his office and into our bedroom away from noise. Now I can fall asleep at night smiling happily at my friend, my laptop. Do you think I’m losing it yet? lol

My yummy green

On a much brighter note I have inherited quite a nice little garden. I have green peppers growing which made excellent Italian Sausage and peppers dish with freshly grown basil. I have little cherry tomatoes falling each day like small red jewels singing “Eat me” if only I was called Alice instead!

My little herb garden

To top it off we have purple flowers, which seem absolutely appropriate for this months National Domestic Violence Awareness Month.

Purple flowers for October ;-D

In amongst all of this I have been invited to a cocktail party this Thursday for Breast Cancer Awareness and I’ve asked if I could donate a copy of my book in the giveaways. This seemed a ray of glistening sunlight amidst such a hectic week until I realized I have a dress to wear, just not the shoes. I spoke with my friend and we both agreed that biker boots are really not quite the right attire to go with a little black dress. The next day I went on the hunt! I have found the ugliest cutest shoes. Do you like the oxymoron there?

You know when you find a pair of shoes and say “Those are the ugliest things I have ever seen! I need them!” Or maybe you don’t, maybe it’s just me… maybe because I know no-one else will have the guts to wear them, therefore I have no fear of accidentally matching someone’s shoes and saying “Snap!”

Furry, Shiny Cocktail shoes!

Sorry? What did you say? “Are they furry?” “Why, yes they are! How very astute of you to notice!” I am indeed going to a cocktail party next Thursday in ugly, furry cocktail shoes! Bet you can’t beat that?  huh?

I hope you have had a wonderful week with no stress at at all, if not don’t worry. You can tell me… I promise to keep it secret! … Or I could always lend you a pair of furry cocktail shoes! Huh? There’s something not so lightly to be passed up on!