I have a few candidates. Goodness I just don't get it. Are people so self-centered and unaware of just how loud and annoying they are being? I guess I was brought up to be aware and respectful of what I was doing and probably, wrongly, expect others to do the same, or at least TRY.
Like right now, Bang on Things All Day and Most of The Night guy. I have no idea what it is he actually does other than bang on metally things with a chain saw and use a LOT of spray paint, A LOT of spray paint, while listening to political radio so loudly I can hear it through my closed window.
The weird thing is, I NEVER actually see any output. I mean, what exactly is he building?? There are no actual signs of anything ever. I have this mental image of him using the adult version of this Playskool carpenter set, just banging mindlessly all day and night.
"I'm a CARPENTER"
Then there are the TB neighbors. Because I am positive they have it. All they do is cough, constantly. With their windows and doors open. And they are like the type of people who start their day at say 10PM and like reality TV shows. They have to turn the sound up to hear over their disgustingly phlegmy coughing. I mean, they sound like they are vomiting internal organs on a daily basis.
I kinda want to yell over to them and see if they need a cough drop or leave a bag on their doorstep. The only thing is, Lady TB has the most evil, mean, scary loud yelling voice ever. She yells at Mr TB all the time and it actually makes me feel sick to my stomach hearing it. So, I don't want that aimed at me over a cough drop, but HOW ARE THEY NOT AWARE of how loud they are??
Or is it that some people just don't care?
Work is so busy lately that my brain is all fizzed out right now. I think I need a weekend of playing with colors and things. Reclaiming my inner child and all that :)
I found this interview with Ai WeiWei last night and really enjoyed it.
You can read it by clicking here.
What I clicked with was what Ai said about art.
"I think art relates to how we look at ourselves and how we, through the practice, find out who we are."
He says a lot more and it is well worth the time to read, but that right that summed art up for me.
Things I will be doing this weekend. Organizing some Tarot decks. I love these velvety bags. They are really well made and hold larger decks too. You can find them here.
JOURNALING! And these stencils are going to be very fun to use!
I am not sure why I stayed away from tarot workbooks until recently. Maybe I didn't want that forced structure? All I know is that the 2 I have are really awesome. And I will be doing a book type review at some point.
Then cleaning which isn't fun but needs to be done.
Getting things ready for Instagram which I am really enjoying the heck out of. I have learned some great things there and it has given me much food for thought.
Dreamwise: I spent most of my dreams trying to find something to unstuff my nose. I am not even sure what the dream content was because I just kept looking for anything to help me breathe. Then I woke up totally unable to breathe LOL Stupid allergies.
It was a very very busy day, but when one gets an email showing NEW and or ON SALE Fiona wear, well... SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY.
I may have bought some stuff.
But then like a the responsible person I am *cough* I went back to work and did A LOT of THINGS.
And now it is Friday night and I am tired but very happy - #teamfiona and I wish you a very happy weekend!
Also, if you wish to peruse the lovely shirts, soft and well fitting, that Cincy Shirts has... clicky here.
Last night I slept badly. Just insomnia kicking my butt again. Anyway, when I finally did get under, I had one of those dreams that makes you feel freaked out while it is happening and then makes you wonder what your sub/super concious might be telling you.
I was sitting in a backyard somewhere in a beautiful garden setting at night. I was looking up through this gorgeous old tree and seeing the stars twinkle, when I saw a shooting star. Then another and another and was very happy that I was getting to see a very active meteor shower! They started going faster and then there was this huge clump of stars that started swirling around, looking kinda like the trail Tinkerbell would leave when she flew.
This swirl of stars got bigger and twinklier and I was just so in awe and happy. Then they started getting lower and lower and lower and my awe turned to freak out as this "star" thing landed in the tree I was under.
Then things started falling on me and pecking me and they were little bird things? Things with beaks. It didn't hurt but was more annoying. The worst was looking down and seeing a small snake curled up in a tight coil, on my stomach - and I was standing, so it was stuck there or defying gravity.
I was pretty much in that silent terror of OMG what do I do now and wondering how to peel this snake off me without getting bit and I could hear/feel those pecking things and then I woke up.
Now bird attacks in dreams can mean being pulled in too many directions. That is kinda true but I didn't think it was a big thing. The shooting stars, self-fulfillment.
Snakes: I hate snakes. HATE snakes. Yet I often dream of them when I am bothered by something I may need to face. In this instance, it was tiny and green - which tells me my fears are unwarranted and whatever is bothering me isn't going to be a huge issue. Well. Ok then.
To add to that is a nice bit of connection. I earlier had a dream about the Strength Tarot card and have been looking at that more closely and today I saw a version of the strength card with a snake on it.
I love it when the Universe sends me things like this. Puzzles puzzles to keep me on my feet LOL I could do without the Universe laughing maniacally at my "plans" for a day off and then watch me regroup and try to stay mindful when it all goes pear shaped! Then I get annoyed at Universe and make surly remarks under my breath at it until it goes and gives me an oracle spread to say, "ok, I messed with your plans but not really, they just weren't meant to happen that way but try to get some rest and maybe read a bit and everything will be ok."
(full translation here)
So, on March 15 of this year I had this same dream. Well, I actually don't remember the dream itself, same as the first time. But again, I woke up frantic to find something around me. I was grasping my blanket and trying to get my Fitbit to light up so I could see better. I did know that whatever I was looking for, I needed to find so I could wake up and go to work on time? I was totally panicked and it was terrible. Finally, I realized I had everything, again, and was able to go back to sleep but OH MY GAWD what is up with these dreams?
I have been doing dream interpretations for years and since this isn't exactly a dream I remember, it's more the waking up mid dream searching, that is driving me nuts.
What, exactly, am I searching for here?
I figured I would post this in case someone meanders in and might have some ideas :)
In the early morning hours of April 15, 1912, The RMS Titanic sunk after colliding with an iceberg.
Shock and outrage - this "unsinkable" ship, sunk.
When I was just a little girl my family visited The Queen Mary and from that point on I was hooked on this big luxury liners of old. My Dad bought me a book about The White Star line and I first learned about the sinking of the Titanic. Ever since, I have been collecting memorabilia and books about this great ship.
I've even been to the Titanic Exhibit a few times and that is one sobering visit. They give you a boarding pass with the name of an actual passenger from the ship. Out of the 5 visits, my passenger only lived once.
The necklace is from one of the exhibits. It is an actual piece of coal from the Titanic. Taken from the sea floor miles away from the wreckage.
The book up there, "On Board, RMS Titanic, Memories of the Maiden Voyage," was so hard to read, yet so full of life as well. The first portion talks about the ship, the second, has letters from the passengers to family and friends back home about how they are doing and the excitement they felt. The last part details who lived and who died and in light of the letters they wrote, is sometimes very hard to take.
I just wanted to share a little of the history on this 106th anniversary of its sinking. Here is a great link for more history as well.
I sat down to blog only to discover I am very tired. So, the pictures will have to speak for themselves while I catch up on some sleep.
Day 4 of Plank Challenge - abs still annoyed but in a good way I guess. I can do a minute without crying LOL
I got a very awesome late bday gift yesterday- my talented coworker made me a Sculpy Simpledonut!
The top photo is the sculpture, the 3 beneath are where Simpledonut comes from. It is a augmented reality sticker on the Pixel 2 phone and I fell in love with it and it's simple blinks and squees that it makes. I mean, just LOOK AT IT.
I couldn't stop giggling when he gave it to me. I kinda just want the Pixel 2 JUST so I can have that sticker.
So, I started this 2 week Plank challenge the other day. I figured I could easily do a 2 minute plank for 14 days, no sweat, right?
My first day I made it 32 seconds on my elbows and another 20ish seconds in full upright plank. I have like the upper body and core strength of an underfed t-rex! Yesterday I managed a full minute. Today my abs are screaming, "WELL YOU CANT DO ANY IF WE DON'T LET YOU SIT UP MUAHAHAHAHAHA"
Now excuse me while I try to get up off the floor. This might be a very long 14 days.
These were taken either in my bedroom, looking into a neighboring roof or my patio. The last two were taken at work from the office window. They are not as crisp as I would have liked them but I was not using a tripod, silly me. But still, I was able to see stuff so close up!
Not vicious or malicious
Just de-lovely and delicious