And boy does it ever!! My old sweeping brush collapsed before Christmas and had to be replaced. There's something about this new one. Ever since it arrived it seems to have cast a spell over me - a good spell! It's not just the floor...I've been going insane cleaning out cupboards, presses, drawers, cabinets - everything that once housed clutter is no longer safe with Polly and her new sweeping brush! Three giant refuse bags are now full in the garage, awaiting our next trip to the dump.
I'm blaming this manic de-cluttering on two things - a mice infestation we had recently (Kevin caught 2 dozen) - yuck yuck!! They came in via the garage, and decided to stay, thanks to the dog food housed there. The other reason is it's good Feng Shui to de-clutter your home before welcoming in the new year. It brings good luck - out with the old - in with the new. So get cracking!!
I've just one day left to finish it all - will I? I like deadlines...I also like the idea of starting the new year with a squeaky clean home, minus mice, clutter, plastic bags full of papers, and the luxury of being able to find things! If I don't get it all finished in the next day, I still have the Chinese New Year to aim for...So do you!
Let's do it together...
Clean out all kitchen cupboards - throw away expired food items. Clean out fridge.
Clean out your wardrobes. Organise outfits.
Make your wish list for the year a.k.a. bucket list.
DO NOT weigh yourself. Just gently change your eating habits if you've been over-indulging! I have no intention of weighing myself. It would only depress me and Pollyanna is all about positive ideation - right? Just let your waistbands guide you!
On New Year's Day make sure to get a good old walk in! Fresh Air = Fresh start!
NO STINKIN' THINKIN' in 2013! Keep moving forward...
Start a Gratitude Journal - It's the best thing you can do for yourself.
Feed your spiritual side. Soul food is actually quite delicious hmmm...Taste the following books 'Anam Cara' and 'Benedictus' both by John O'Donohue and 'The Age of Miracles' by Marianne Williamson. These are great books to keep in your bedside locker. Wonderful to dip in at any page, and will help you have a peaceful sleep.
Write a list of all the things that bug you about your life. Set them aflame with a match and watch them disappear!
Fill balloons with your wishes for 2013. Let them fly up to heaven, and ask the Angels to help you achieve them! C'mon it's worth a shot. Insane - so what!
Plan at least ONE fun trip in the year ahead. Give yourself something to look forward to - something to aim for...
Last, but not least - be kind to yourself! That way you can be kind to others, Right?
Choo Choo for now!
HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Patricia xxx
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Thursday, December 27, 2012
CHRISTMAS YOU'RE A LADY!
Don't you love Christmas? If you had to give it a gender it would surely be female. All that fussing, feasting, glamour, glitz, decorating, furry bits, shiny bits, frantic bits, friendly bits, family bits, and shopping...did I mention the shopping? And spiritual, yes. That's the light that keeps the heart aflame through all the emotions Christmas ignites within.
CHRISTMAS DAY CHEZ MOI - The reindeer were so well behaved!
OH CHRISTMAS TREE HOW I LOVE YOUR TWINKLING MERRIMENT!
THREE BEAUTIFUL ANGELS AROUND MY CHRISTMAS TREE...
Left to right - Victoria, Claudia and Alexandra. They are responsible for the beauty, joy and happiness that fills my heart today, and every day. Thank you girls for the glorious pressies put under my tree this year. But, as you know - your presence in my life are my very favourite presents!
Christmas was different this year - for obvious reasons. Dad's funeral on the 13th of December was a sad day. Yet, I felt in my heart that he did not want us to be sad. Rather he wants us to be happy for him. I know he is in a joyful place and that his spirit is free and at peace. That knowledge in itself helped make the season bright.
There is a deep black well of sadness I could have allowed myself fall into. If I did, I would have made Christmas miserable for everybody, including myself, but I chose not to. I made the decision to enjoy Christmas - and by golly we did!! Yee Haw! Pollyanna's glad game sure made the season merry.
I enjoyed carol singing with friends on the grounds of Government House a few days before Christmas. They supplied complimentary hot apple cider and cookies specially baked by the Chef in residence. Delish! Later we walked back to my place and had something to eat, and a good old gal chat.
On the 22nd, we had our annual 'Office Party' - Just Kevin, Alexandra, Victoria, Claudia and I! We went out for dinner to our fav. restaurant. Prior to that we visited the Bay department store where we each picked out a gift of our choice to put under the tree. Then we headed down to the Empress Hotel to check out all the christmas trees. They were particularly lovely this year. The selection seemed larger and more colourful than usual.
Christmas Eve. we did our usual spin around town looking at all the gorgeous lights. Victoria has to be the most Christmassy city in Canada - in the world! It is always so thrilling to enjoy the efforts made by folk. There was one house in particular that stood out from the rest and defies belief. The owner spends all year planning and preparing his home and garden for Christmas. He has been doing this for near 20 years now. He begins putting up the lights the September Labour weekend. His electricity bill for the month of December is $1,000! Nuff said!! His garden shed is converted to a living village of miniature houses, trains, etc. Apparently people have donated antique family ornaments to him over the years. "The smile on people's faces makes it worth the effort" he said. What a generous man!
That is why I just LOVE LOVE LOVE Christmas xxx
Last but not least - THE FOOD!! This year was my best effort - EVER. When I returned from Ireland, I felt a strong urge to shower my family with love and food - in no particular order!
Christmas Menu
Prawn Cocktail (for Kevin and I)
Caprese Salad (for the girls)
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Delicious Turkey and Emperor Ham, with yum yum stuffing and gravy
Vegetarian Cannelloni (for Victoria who does not eat meat)
Garlic cheese potatoes
roast potatoes
Brussel sprouts cooked with red onion
Carrots (cut lengthwise) steamed with sugar and butter (Martha Stewart recipe)
Turnip cubes
Broccoli in cheese sauce
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Chocolate Mousse Cake
Fruit Torte
Ice cream log
Fresh fruit
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Tea/Coffee
Gallaghers Irish chocolates brought from Ireland
After dinner mints
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Oops nearly forgot the music...Michael Buble did the honours at our home this Christmas, helped by Rod Stewart, Andy Williams, Daniel O'Donnell, and the old reliable Brenda Lee. Kevin sacked Daniel from his man cave and gave him to me. I accepted him with open arms. What girl doesn't love Daniel?
That's about the size of it from our home to yours this Christmas.
Keep Christ in Christmas, and everything else is the icing on the cake!
Love you and Happy Christmas!
Choo Choo for now...
Patricia xxx
Thank God for Christmas...
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
FAREWELL PAPA BEAR!
A month has gone by since last I wrote. Dad passed away peacefully on Sunday
the 9th of December at 10.20 p.m. He died in mother's arms, in a candle lit room, surrounded by all his loved ones. The music of angels filled the air as he began his journey to the afterlife. It was the sort of death he deserved - beautiful! He will be dreadfully missed as he was a blessing in all our lives. A kind, gentle and loving man.
As predicted in my last blog, I feel Dad's spirit is very very close. So much so, I often talk aloud to him. O.K. if this is krazeeee I like crazy. It helps with the grieving process.
Two days after he passed I was sleeping on his side of the bed, to keep Mama company. I could feel his presence SO strongly I had to ask him 'Are you happy now daddy?' I tore up two pieces of paper and wrote the word 'Yes' on one, and 'No' on the other. I got mother to pick one and read it aloud 'Yes' was the answer she picked. If this is krazeeeee, I like crazy. Great to know he is happy and at peace. Right?
Another unusual experience happened a few days ago when I was at the Mall with Claudia. We were having something to eat at the food court. Suddenly, I looked down and found a $50 dollar bill on the ground. I mean what are the odds of finding a $50 dollar bill? 'That's Kenny's Christmas present to you from heaven mama' she said. Daddy got a great kick out of my habit of picking up coins from the street. 'How much did you collect today?' he would ask with a smile. At the end of my stay we'd count up all the coins I had found. Later I'd drop them off in the candle box at the church and make a wish before leaving. So this $50 I found recently was a message from heaven. If this is krazeeeee, I like crazy.
I feel like I have another angel working for me from heaven. It sure is a comforting thought. Though daddy is gone from the physical world, his spirit lives on. I'll end on some words of wisdom - 'We are all spiritual beings having a human experience'.
On that happy note, Pollyanna is back on track!
Choo Choo for now!
Patricia xxx
Friday, November 23, 2012
AU REVOIR FOR A FEW WEEKS...
Hi Polly Pals,
The journey has taken a new twist. My dad has declined rapidly since I saw him in September. I'm now praying he will stay with us until I get to Ireland on Wednesday next. Prayers and good wishes will not go to waste! To be honest, I was expecting this, and the way the planets were playing out, I was braced for sudden upheaval. Yesterday I was planning our christmas party, and today planning for dad's funeral. A bit surreal, and I know it will not hit me until I get to Ireland. On the positive side, I will have Claudia travel with me, and Ali and Victoria will look after Kevin and the animal kids until we return d.v.
Keeping with the positive train of thought, I had a great visit with dad in September. He looked at me and said "I know who you are. I love you". We had a lovely visit and I feel so grateful for that. We can always fool ourselves here in Canada and think he is still well, and busy gardening over in Ireland, and we'll be none the wiser! Right? Like most men, dad didn't really like talking on the phone. We'd chat for a few minutes and then he'd say "I'll put you on to your mother now, and you can tell her all the news and she'll tell me...God bless...when will we see you again?"
You'd never know...it's all in God's hands now. Dad could rally round, and it's not beyond a miracle! It's at times like this I find my faith in God comes in really handy, and my firm belief that our loved ones never leave us... In fact, I'll probably feel his spirit even closer.
Have a great Christmas, and we'll touch base before too long again!
Patricia xxx
The journey has taken a new twist. My dad has declined rapidly since I saw him in September. I'm now praying he will stay with us until I get to Ireland on Wednesday next. Prayers and good wishes will not go to waste! To be honest, I was expecting this, and the way the planets were playing out, I was braced for sudden upheaval. Yesterday I was planning our christmas party, and today planning for dad's funeral. A bit surreal, and I know it will not hit me until I get to Ireland. On the positive side, I will have Claudia travel with me, and Ali and Victoria will look after Kevin and the animal kids until we return d.v.
Keeping with the positive train of thought, I had a great visit with dad in September. He looked at me and said "I know who you are. I love you". We had a lovely visit and I feel so grateful for that. We can always fool ourselves here in Canada and think he is still well, and busy gardening over in Ireland, and we'll be none the wiser! Right? Like most men, dad didn't really like talking on the phone. We'd chat for a few minutes and then he'd say "I'll put you on to your mother now, and you can tell her all the news and she'll tell me...God bless...when will we see you again?"
You'd never know...it's all in God's hands now. Dad could rally round, and it's not beyond a miracle! It's at times like this I find my faith in God comes in really handy, and my firm belief that our loved ones never leave us... In fact, I'll probably feel his spirit even closer.
Have a great Christmas, and we'll touch base before too long again!
Patricia xxx
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
PLANETARY PAIN
Last week was one wacky and wickedly weird week. It was truly nasty, but hey! I'm still standing - just about...I think?
Monday 11th - Fell on newly cleaned wooden floor in my boudoir - OUCH!
I banged my head off the floor, hurt my back, sides, but especially my poor head!
Tuesday 12th - Rushing to an appointment, I caught my hand in the office door.
The pain was worse than childbirth - and I didn't need to rush because the doc. was late!
Wednesday 13th - Reaching for a pen that fell from my hand, and trying to stop a glass of water from spilling, I landed awkwardly and ended up with a purple bruise on my thigh, the size of a beetroot.
Thursday 14th - Slipped on the stairs (happens when backless slipper falls off!!) Now my middle finger is out of action - I wouldn't mind but it's my busiest finger haha!! I was rushing for more pain - MAMMOGRAM - the mother and father of all pain!! The nurse doing the x-rays was telling me about her really annoying neighbour who lived in the condo above her, and how since they changed from carpet to wooden floor, the noise was unbearable and then suddenly the way she worked that machine, I felt like reminding her I was not her neighbour! I roared. "Take a deep breath it's only 40 seconds" she laughed - 40 seconds that felt like 40 minutes!
Friday 15th - I caught my trouser leg in the number plate of Kevin's car - weird.
There was a big rrrippppppp - just the trousers, and not my leg - thankfully!
It's really not like me to be SO accident-prone. I decided to have a pow-wow with the planetary gods to see what the dickens they were up. Sure enough, I had my 'aha' moment. Saturn the 'pain planet' (internal and external) was having a major head-on with Uranus (the planet of sudden unexpected happenings) in the sign of Aries, a very accident-prone sign, which rules the 'head' area of the body. Astrologically speaking, that sure explained things for me. In the circumstances, it kinda made sense, even if I didn't like it. If this was happening to a client, I would have advised "Pay attention this week and SLOW down".
If I knew that in advance of the pain, could I have done something to eliminate it? Now that's the BIG question. I deffo heffo need to listen to the celestial sages. No rushin' - especially when the titans are clashing! Everything is a question of timing, and being in the moment - that is for sure! I think the BIG lesson for me last week was to live in the NOW - and to pay attention!
No Pain No Gain - right?
Choo Choo for now!
Patricia xxx
Monday 11th - Fell on newly cleaned wooden floor in my boudoir - OUCH!
I banged my head off the floor, hurt my back, sides, but especially my poor head!
Tuesday 12th - Rushing to an appointment, I caught my hand in the office door.
The pain was worse than childbirth - and I didn't need to rush because the doc. was late!
Wednesday 13th - Reaching for a pen that fell from my hand, and trying to stop a glass of water from spilling, I landed awkwardly and ended up with a purple bruise on my thigh, the size of a beetroot.
Thursday 14th - Slipped on the stairs (happens when backless slipper falls off!!) Now my middle finger is out of action - I wouldn't mind but it's my busiest finger haha!! I was rushing for more pain - MAMMOGRAM - the mother and father of all pain!! The nurse doing the x-rays was telling me about her really annoying neighbour who lived in the condo above her, and how since they changed from carpet to wooden floor, the noise was unbearable and then suddenly the way she worked that machine, I felt like reminding her I was not her neighbour! I roared. "Take a deep breath it's only 40 seconds" she laughed - 40 seconds that felt like 40 minutes!
Friday 15th - I caught my trouser leg in the number plate of Kevin's car - weird.
There was a big rrrippppppp - just the trousers, and not my leg - thankfully!
It's really not like me to be SO accident-prone. I decided to have a pow-wow with the planetary gods to see what the dickens they were up. Sure enough, I had my 'aha' moment. Saturn the 'pain planet' (internal and external) was having a major head-on with Uranus (the planet of sudden unexpected happenings) in the sign of Aries, a very accident-prone sign, which rules the 'head' area of the body. Astrologically speaking, that sure explained things for me. In the circumstances, it kinda made sense, even if I didn't like it. If this was happening to a client, I would have advised "Pay attention this week and SLOW down".
If I knew that in advance of the pain, could I have done something to eliminate it? Now that's the BIG question. I deffo heffo need to listen to the celestial sages. No rushin' - especially when the titans are clashing! Everything is a question of timing, and being in the moment - that is for sure! I think the BIG lesson for me last week was to live in the NOW - and to pay attention!
No Pain No Gain - right?
Choo Choo for now!
Patricia xxx
Monday, November 19, 2012
MONDAY MUSINGS
Life is much more fun when you tune into the 'Happy' station. Let's face it, there are a ton of things out there eminently capable of bringing you down - if you let them! I don't - enooo! I don't want to hear about wars, violence, cruelty, starvation, tsunamis, earthquakes, worries, etc. There is nothing I can do about them. I do give to charity, and the rest is up to God.
Worries beyond my control go in one ear, and OUT the other. I don't give them a chance to take a seat and feel comfortable in my headspace. I'm very unsociable, especially when it comes to entertaining negativity - Which is why I was really disappointed at the last two big box movies - Batman and James Bond - what's gone wrong with the world of escapism? Batman and Bond have gone bats - if you'll excuse the pun. Did you see them? Miserable they were.
We eventually got to see the new Bond movie yesterday. We were half an hour early, yet the cinema was almost full. People were clearly excited to see it, but unfortunately, I found it dark and depressing. Sure, there was all the characteristic violence, horror, murder and mayhem. Bond always had a bit of that, but it was usually balanced with a generous helping of charm, glamour, romance, fashion, and gorgeous women to offset the boystuff.
I didn't like the setting of either movie. Instead of Monte Carlo or Paris, they gave us rat-infested gutters, smelly tunnels, and bombed out derelict buildings. Moody stuff. What's fun about that? I ended up exhausted from all the fighting and car chases. I'm a terrible back seat driver. Movies are supposed to 'move us'. We need our escapism, fantasy, beautiful scenery, luxurious destinations, fabulous fashion, and happy foot-tapping music - right? When you leave the cinema, the least we deserve is a warm fuzzy feeling inside. Sorry Mr. Bond - you left me shaken and stirred - but not happily so.
Since we're on a happiness train-of-thought, we need to surround ourselves with positive people, and be aware of any person, or situation that threatens our peace of mind - right? I prefer feeling happy, joyful and optimistic. The more I behave, and think in a positive manner, it becomes like a habit - a good habit. Pollyanna is never far away, and I'm so glad I began this project. My very favourite quotation is from Dr. Seuss. Whenever I want to do something I have never done before, I remember his words...
'Those who mind don't matter...and those who matter don't mind'. Which translates to - your friends are going to love you no matter what!
On that positive note Choo Choo for now!
Patricia xxx
Worries beyond my control go in one ear, and OUT the other. I don't give them a chance to take a seat and feel comfortable in my headspace. I'm very unsociable, especially when it comes to entertaining negativity - Which is why I was really disappointed at the last two big box movies - Batman and James Bond - what's gone wrong with the world of escapism? Batman and Bond have gone bats - if you'll excuse the pun. Did you see them? Miserable they were.
We eventually got to see the new Bond movie yesterday. We were half an hour early, yet the cinema was almost full. People were clearly excited to see it, but unfortunately, I found it dark and depressing. Sure, there was all the characteristic violence, horror, murder and mayhem. Bond always had a bit of that, but it was usually balanced with a generous helping of charm, glamour, romance, fashion, and gorgeous women to offset the boystuff.
I didn't like the setting of either movie. Instead of Monte Carlo or Paris, they gave us rat-infested gutters, smelly tunnels, and bombed out derelict buildings. Moody stuff. What's fun about that? I ended up exhausted from all the fighting and car chases. I'm a terrible back seat driver. Movies are supposed to 'move us'. We need our escapism, fantasy, beautiful scenery, luxurious destinations, fabulous fashion, and happy foot-tapping music - right? When you leave the cinema, the least we deserve is a warm fuzzy feeling inside. Sorry Mr. Bond - you left me shaken and stirred - but not happily so.
Since we're on a happiness train-of-thought, we need to surround ourselves with positive people, and be aware of any person, or situation that threatens our peace of mind - right? I prefer feeling happy, joyful and optimistic. The more I behave, and think in a positive manner, it becomes like a habit - a good habit. Pollyanna is never far away, and I'm so glad I began this project. My very favourite quotation is from Dr. Seuss. Whenever I want to do something I have never done before, I remember his words...
'Those who mind don't matter...and those who matter don't mind'. Which translates to - your friends are going to love you no matter what!
On that positive note Choo Choo for now!
Patricia xxx
Sunday, November 18, 2012
GOOD OLD MICKEY D'S!
A.K.A. McDonald's...what a sweet surprise Kevin and I had today. After mass we decided to go for a muffin and a cappuccino. The McDonald's near St. Andrew's has been newly renovated, so we decided to check it out. Was I ever surprised! Best cappuccino I've had in ages! It was supposed to be a medium size, but more like a grande I would say. It was surprisingly delicious, and I'm a fuss pot when it comes to my cappuccino - just like a man and his guinness - the best or nothing! Right? So for the princely sum of $5.56 we got 2 delicious muffins - carrot and blueberry - an americano and a cappuccino. Best deal in town I would say! The decor is now all swish and modern, with bright red seats and shiny stainless steel surrounds - perhaps not as cosy as Starbucks - but hey! not bad, and you can get it to go.
Actually, there is another great deal I have to tell you about...You know when you go to the foodcourt - you're hungry - but not THAT hungry. Guess what? Go to Tacotime. Order the kid's meal, and if you're watching your weight, you'll not feel guilty either. On Friday I ordered the kid's meal and got the same portion of mexican potatoes as an adult would, in addition to a small vegetarian burrito, and a small diet coke - all for $5.34 - can't beat that! It was delicious and I certainly felt satisfied after it, just like I did at McDonald's today.
Next two recommendations to make your day rock!
One - take a CAT-NAP each day for 10-20 mins. Seriously, best thing you can do! It doubles your daily production levels. Do it when you feel the eyelids drooping...
Two - take time to have a QUIET CUP of tea or coffee daily. Turn off the world and the phone! Just takes 10 minutes, and you'll be right as rain!
Choo Choo for now! and remember...TAKE TIME FOR YOU!
Hopefully, one of the above suggestions will make you happy.
Love you!
Patricia xxx
Actually, there is another great deal I have to tell you about...You know when you go to the foodcourt - you're hungry - but not THAT hungry. Guess what? Go to Tacotime. Order the kid's meal, and if you're watching your weight, you'll not feel guilty either. On Friday I ordered the kid's meal and got the same portion of mexican potatoes as an adult would, in addition to a small vegetarian burrito, and a small diet coke - all for $5.34 - can't beat that! It was delicious and I certainly felt satisfied after it, just like I did at McDonald's today.
Next two recommendations to make your day rock!
One - take a CAT-NAP each day for 10-20 mins. Seriously, best thing you can do! It doubles your daily production levels. Do it when you feel the eyelids drooping...
Two - take time to have a QUIET CUP of tea or coffee daily. Turn off the world and the phone! Just takes 10 minutes, and you'll be right as rain!
Choo Choo for now! and remember...TAKE TIME FOR YOU!
Hopefully, one of the above suggestions will make you happy.
Love you!
Patricia xxx
Thursday, November 15, 2012
TWENTY YEARS AGO TO THE DAY!
Yes, exactly twenty years ago TODAY, Kevin, Alexandra, Victoria and I landed on Canadian soil - a little family with big dreams - and what a sad welcome... I can remember very clearly the desolation I felt in my heart. It was dark, freezing cold, and there was nobody there to greet us at the airport, just an envelope with a key to the hospital house, and directions on how to get there.
Where were all those friendly doctors, and their wives, who lured us to Fort McMurray? The lavish dinner parties we attended before we decided to emigrate...Where were they all now? I wondered in disappointment. Nobody - No milk in the fridge, or sugar, or bread. We were starving. Poor Kevin dropped us off at the empty house, and then went in search of a shop. The loneliness, and sense of isolation was FIERCE. My survival instinct kicked in with a vengeance. I wanted to get my family all cozy, food in the fridge, and into our warm snug beds, and hot chocolate... I knew we would be fine. See, the Pollyanna glad game began all those years ago! And there was lots to be glad about.
In 1992, Fort McMurray was desperate for a Psychiatrist, and when Kevin accepted the position, he was the only Pyschiatrist for 36,000 people - and disturbed ones at that! I wont lie, those first few months were pretty brutal. I was so lonely I kept my old shampoo bottle with the Dunnes Stores price tag on it - to help me feel at home!!
No Spring... no daffodils...no grass...no green...no colour. White outside, and beige inside. Cabin fever that Tylennol could never cure...painfully dry skin...nose bleeds...electricity shocks... forever snow...faceless people who hid away in their homes, and never walked on streets... drive-in garages that eliminated any human contact. No wonder people needed a Psychiatrist!!
Poor Kevin worked like a dog. I stayed inside all day long with my little babies. It was way too cold to go outside, and besides, we were snowed in! We would have to dig our way out! Victoria was only 8 weeks old, and I was petrified she would get frost bite. When we did go out, it took nearly an hour to get us all dressed. I had to bury my vanity and don a balaclava! I looked like a robber. Every part of us was covered. The temperature that first Christmas was minus 60 degrees below with the wind chill - I kid you not! A can of coke left in the car, parked in the garage - froze to death in minutes!
So yes, we plunged in at the deep end...got the hard stuff done first. I appreciated the words on a coffee coaster Kevin gave me "Things are difficult before they become easy" - How true!!
In those early bleak days, television became my friend, as well as the Sears catalogue. It didn't take me long to discover the joy of shopping by catalogue, and the excitement of waiting for it to arrive. We shopped and boy did we shop!! Well we had nothing. The girls and I would watch all the kid shows together - 'Lamb Chops' being a favourite, and Mr. Rogers - we just loved him! We would read lots of story books, listen to music, and paint pictures together. The girls were happy as Larry. Their needs were simple. They had my un-divided attention - and I fully immersed myself in the joy of motherhood - that was surely the platinum lining!
Our little family has come a LONG way in 20 years. If I knew then, what I know now - would I do it again? Hmm not so sure...I surely would have done some things differently. How did I keep sane without internet or cheap telephone calls and brutal weather? The answer in 4 words - FAITH - FAMILY - FINANCIAL COMFORT.
Tonight we celebrated our 20th anniversary by ordering in some Thai food, and watching Top of the Pops from 1977! It's the little things that keep us glad, isn't it?
Choo Choo Pollyanna Pals! and remember...
'THINGS ARE DIFFICULT BEFORE THEY BECOME EASY".
Patricia xxx
Where were all those friendly doctors, and their wives, who lured us to Fort McMurray? The lavish dinner parties we attended before we decided to emigrate...Where were they all now? I wondered in disappointment. Nobody - No milk in the fridge, or sugar, or bread. We were starving. Poor Kevin dropped us off at the empty house, and then went in search of a shop. The loneliness, and sense of isolation was FIERCE. My survival instinct kicked in with a vengeance. I wanted to get my family all cozy, food in the fridge, and into our warm snug beds, and hot chocolate... I knew we would be fine. See, the Pollyanna glad game began all those years ago! And there was lots to be glad about.
In 1992, Fort McMurray was desperate for a Psychiatrist, and when Kevin accepted the position, he was the only Pyschiatrist for 36,000 people - and disturbed ones at that! I wont lie, those first few months were pretty brutal. I was so lonely I kept my old shampoo bottle with the Dunnes Stores price tag on it - to help me feel at home!!
No Spring... no daffodils...no grass...no green...no colour. White outside, and beige inside. Cabin fever that Tylennol could never cure...painfully dry skin...nose bleeds...electricity shocks... forever snow...faceless people who hid away in their homes, and never walked on streets... drive-in garages that eliminated any human contact. No wonder people needed a Psychiatrist!!
Poor Kevin worked like a dog. I stayed inside all day long with my little babies. It was way too cold to go outside, and besides, we were snowed in! We would have to dig our way out! Victoria was only 8 weeks old, and I was petrified she would get frost bite. When we did go out, it took nearly an hour to get us all dressed. I had to bury my vanity and don a balaclava! I looked like a robber. Every part of us was covered. The temperature that first Christmas was minus 60 degrees below with the wind chill - I kid you not! A can of coke left in the car, parked in the garage - froze to death in minutes!
So yes, we plunged in at the deep end...got the hard stuff done first. I appreciated the words on a coffee coaster Kevin gave me "Things are difficult before they become easy" - How true!!
In those early bleak days, television became my friend, as well as the Sears catalogue. It didn't take me long to discover the joy of shopping by catalogue, and the excitement of waiting for it to arrive. We shopped and boy did we shop!! Well we had nothing. The girls and I would watch all the kid shows together - 'Lamb Chops' being a favourite, and Mr. Rogers - we just loved him! We would read lots of story books, listen to music, and paint pictures together. The girls were happy as Larry. Their needs were simple. They had my un-divided attention - and I fully immersed myself in the joy of motherhood - that was surely the platinum lining!
Our little family has come a LONG way in 20 years. If I knew then, what I know now - would I do it again? Hmm not so sure...I surely would have done some things differently. How did I keep sane without internet or cheap telephone calls and brutal weather? The answer in 4 words - FAITH - FAMILY - FINANCIAL COMFORT.
Tonight we celebrated our 20th anniversary by ordering in some Thai food, and watching Top of the Pops from 1977! It's the little things that keep us glad, isn't it?
Choo Choo Pollyanna Pals! and remember...
'THINGS ARE DIFFICULT BEFORE THEY BECOME EASY".
Patricia xxx
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
RUSHIN'...
I remember years ago as a Catholic growing up in Ireland, we would pray for Russia - Russia? I know it sounds insane now, and I would wonder to myself 'Why Russia?'. Why not Africa where people were starving? or countries where cows had more status than women? I felt there were more deserving causes than Russia. I still have those old prayers where we would pray 'for Russia' with love.
Today, I had 40 minutes to kill, while Alexandra completed her eye exam. Rather than sit in a crowded waiting room, reading ancient, smelly magazines, I decided to cross the street to Starbucks and enjoy a nice creamy cappuccino -why not? It was there I had the light bulb moment about Russia. I believe somewhere along the prayerway to heaven, there was a typo. I think what they meant us to pray for was 'RUSHIN'. You see every time I find myself 'rushin', I do myself an injury.
Take last Monday when I was Rushin' to get to see the new Bond movie, I wasn't paying enough attention to the moment, and I fell - a whopper of a fall! - on my back, and banged my head off the ground...ooh!! the pain of it, which still lingers today. The first thing I did was a wordsearch, to check if my brain was still intact. I even searched the ground to see if there were any loose parts from me - it was that bad!
Then today again, I was rushin' to get Ali to her appointment on time...and in my haste, I closed the office door on my hand...aagh the PAIN of it was insane! What was even more insane is the fact we were waiting...and waiting...and waiting - at least 35 mins. for the eye doctor! So I really didn't need to rush after all, did I?
What I say makes sense, and since we 'Pollyanna Pals' are on this happiness journey together, we need to STOP RUSHIN' - Right? That way there will be no more fender-benders, high blood pressure, painful falls, broken ankles, etc. etc. and the list goes on.
I'm feeling sorry for myself, and next time I find myself praying for Russia, I'll take the time to correct myself!
Choo Choo Pollyanna Pals - NO RUSHIN'
Patricia xxx
Today, I had 40 minutes to kill, while Alexandra completed her eye exam. Rather than sit in a crowded waiting room, reading ancient, smelly magazines, I decided to cross the street to Starbucks and enjoy a nice creamy cappuccino -why not? It was there I had the light bulb moment about Russia. I believe somewhere along the prayerway to heaven, there was a typo. I think what they meant us to pray for was 'RUSHIN'. You see every time I find myself 'rushin', I do myself an injury.
Take last Monday when I was Rushin' to get to see the new Bond movie, I wasn't paying enough attention to the moment, and I fell - a whopper of a fall! - on my back, and banged my head off the ground...ooh!! the pain of it, which still lingers today. The first thing I did was a wordsearch, to check if my brain was still intact. I even searched the ground to see if there were any loose parts from me - it was that bad!
Then today again, I was rushin' to get Ali to her appointment on time...and in my haste, I closed the office door on my hand...aagh the PAIN of it was insane! What was even more insane is the fact we were waiting...and waiting...and waiting - at least 35 mins. for the eye doctor! So I really didn't need to rush after all, did I?
What I say makes sense, and since we 'Pollyanna Pals' are on this happiness journey together, we need to STOP RUSHIN' - Right? That way there will be no more fender-benders, high blood pressure, painful falls, broken ankles, etc. etc. and the list goes on.
I'm feeling sorry for myself, and next time I find myself praying for Russia, I'll take the time to correct myself!
Choo Choo Pollyanna Pals - NO RUSHIN'
Patricia xxx
Monday, November 12, 2012
THE GIRL IS BACK!
My home is now alive with the sound of music, laughter and stories...adventures in OZ and NZ ...suitcases full of presents...discarded wrapping paper...excited puppies...new amazing beauty products that were purchased 'over there'...goodbye cards 'to Claudia' with beautiful words from teachers and students...colourful coffee table books bringing New Zealand into our home - "just like being there" Kevin said in sheer delight as he turned the glossy pages...photos...memories...fashion from afar...gratitude in my heart...and
BOY am I glad to have her home SAFELY!!
When I saw her standing there at the airport, my first reaction was 'Lord thank you for bringing her back safely to me'. I just could not stop saying it over and over again to myself. I guess I must have been worried! Most mothers are, when their loved one is far away. The news of that lovely Irish girl murdered in Australia a few weeks ago, and another Irish girl living in Victoria, who died in a tragic accident in Auckland NZ recently, didn't help ease my concern... Right to the last minute, I'd ask Vicky 'Have you heard from Claudia? Did she get on the plane? I know it sounds INSANE...but my biggest concern was that she would get into the taxi of a 'weirdo' and he would...enuff Mrs.!!
It goes back to the time I stepped into a taxi in Dublin years ago, and the taxi driver put his hand on my thigh!! That was the first and LAST time I was foolish enough to get into the front seat of a taxi!!
When I think of all the adventures I got up to in my lifetime, I can now totally understand what my own mother went through - God love her! The adventures of my girls are totally tame in comparison to what mine were like - seriously! Whot was I thinking? Hitchhiking all around Europe...travelling on 4th class trains around Northern Africa...working on a Kibbutz on the Lebanese border with the smell of gunfire in the air...cycling alone in the middle of nowhere in Israel...passing truckloads of hissing Arab men...living in battlethick Northern Ireland, having Orangemen (who hate Catholics) as my 'not so friendly' neighbours...If I knew then what I know now - Would I do it all again? YES YES YES - I'm frickin' Insane for adventure...And trust me - God willing, I've lots more adventuring years ahead of me d.v.
Talk about adventure, we're all heading off to see the new James Bond movie today. Adele sings the theme song, and it's fantastic! Love it. Check it out sometime...
Choo Choo for now, and PLEASE make yourself happy today - ANYTHING!
Go for a Starbucks, chat up a charming Veteran and MAKE HIS DAY!!
Love you!
Patricia xxx
BOY am I glad to have her home SAFELY!!
When I saw her standing there at the airport, my first reaction was 'Lord thank you for bringing her back safely to me'. I just could not stop saying it over and over again to myself. I guess I must have been worried! Most mothers are, when their loved one is far away. The news of that lovely Irish girl murdered in Australia a few weeks ago, and another Irish girl living in Victoria, who died in a tragic accident in Auckland NZ recently, didn't help ease my concern... Right to the last minute, I'd ask Vicky 'Have you heard from Claudia? Did she get on the plane? I know it sounds INSANE...but my biggest concern was that she would get into the taxi of a 'weirdo' and he would...enuff Mrs.!!
It goes back to the time I stepped into a taxi in Dublin years ago, and the taxi driver put his hand on my thigh!! That was the first and LAST time I was foolish enough to get into the front seat of a taxi!!
When I think of all the adventures I got up to in my lifetime, I can now totally understand what my own mother went through - God love her! The adventures of my girls are totally tame in comparison to what mine were like - seriously! Whot was I thinking? Hitchhiking all around Europe...travelling on 4th class trains around Northern Africa...working on a Kibbutz on the Lebanese border with the smell of gunfire in the air...cycling alone in the middle of nowhere in Israel...passing truckloads of hissing Arab men...living in battlethick Northern Ireland, having Orangemen (who hate Catholics) as my 'not so friendly' neighbours...If I knew then what I know now - Would I do it all again? YES YES YES - I'm frickin' Insane for adventure...And trust me - God willing, I've lots more adventuring years ahead of me d.v.
Talk about adventure, we're all heading off to see the new James Bond movie today. Adele sings the theme song, and it's fantastic! Love it. Check it out sometime...
Choo Choo for now, and PLEASE make yourself happy today - ANYTHING!
Go for a Starbucks, chat up a charming Veteran and MAKE HIS DAY!!
Love you!
Patricia xxx
Sunday, November 11, 2012
LEST WE FORGET...
It's Remembrance Day long weekend here in Canada. Poppies are everywhere to be seen. Some people flash them smartly on hats and bags, others on scarves, and then on lapels, the most popular place to house them. Canada does a really good job remembering the Veterans of both world wars. It is a major event over here, and one I have come to really appreciate over the years. Veterans proudly displaying their war medals sell the poppies, and a little story or two... Streets are littered with them, as they fall off easily, unless you safety pin them on. Every time I see them on the ground, covered in dirt, it reminds me of the poor soldiers who too fell to their death.
Televisions and radios keep blasting out the "Last Post" - the saddest, most haunting of bugle sounds. Just listen to it...for me, it symbolises death, sadness and loss. But to the soldiers it symbolised the end of the day, and to those still out fighting and not accounted for, it was a call to find safety and rest.
I have a special Remembrance Day outfit. Each year I take it out and wear it, specially for the occasion. It is a black and white houndstooth patterned jacket. It is German made, so it is very well constructed. I wear it with a long black dress, and then a contrasting patterned black and white silk scarf with red trim. It makes the red poppy Pop! I guess you could say I look like a newspaper - black and white, and read all over haha!! I should be more sombre - but I hate WARS!! such a waste of talent, money and lives. Such a waste...
Newspapers around this time have wonderful stories of heroes and heroines from the wars, which I always enjoy reading, and photos taken from the archives of handsome young men, sadly taken, before their lives were properly lived. It is a sad time. My favourite story this year was about a French girl called Giselle. A local Pharmacist found her photo amongst his late father's belongings, and decided to delve deeper. His father was an airforce pilot in WW2. Apparently his plane was shot down in France. The survivors, one of whom was his father, were rescued by a French farming family.
Giselle the 17 year old daughter of the farmer was very kind to the men. Reading between the lines, it would appear, there was an unrequited love story between Giselle, and the writer's father. He traced her all the way to France. Giselle was now a tiny, sprite little woman in her 80's, and a retired teacher. It didn't say whether she had married, but it would appear not. The writer of the article found it bizarre that Giselle had a photo of him, taken when he was a baby! What a great love story this could have been...
Every year on Remembrance Day, a new love story is unfolded...The message this year, which I heard loud and clear, was to start talking to veterans, listen to their story - before it is too late to be heard. The number of veterans is dwindling each year, until soon, there will be nobody left to tell their story.
I cannot say 'Happy Remembrance Day', because it would sound like an oxymoron, and wars are not something to be happy about... But in true Pollyanna style, I have to find something to be glad about. I am glad we get the day off!! and that in 2 hours time d.v. we will be at the airport welcoming our darling Claudia back from 'Down Under'.
Yeah! So without further ado, I'd better go and get ready...
Choo Choo for now!
Patricia xxx
Televisions and radios keep blasting out the "Last Post" - the saddest, most haunting of bugle sounds. Just listen to it...for me, it symbolises death, sadness and loss. But to the soldiers it symbolised the end of the day, and to those still out fighting and not accounted for, it was a call to find safety and rest.
I have a special Remembrance Day outfit. Each year I take it out and wear it, specially for the occasion. It is a black and white houndstooth patterned jacket. It is German made, so it is very well constructed. I wear it with a long black dress, and then a contrasting patterned black and white silk scarf with red trim. It makes the red poppy Pop! I guess you could say I look like a newspaper - black and white, and read all over haha!! I should be more sombre - but I hate WARS!! such a waste of talent, money and lives. Such a waste...
Newspapers around this time have wonderful stories of heroes and heroines from the wars, which I always enjoy reading, and photos taken from the archives of handsome young men, sadly taken, before their lives were properly lived. It is a sad time. My favourite story this year was about a French girl called Giselle. A local Pharmacist found her photo amongst his late father's belongings, and decided to delve deeper. His father was an airforce pilot in WW2. Apparently his plane was shot down in France. The survivors, one of whom was his father, were rescued by a French farming family.
Giselle the 17 year old daughter of the farmer was very kind to the men. Reading between the lines, it would appear, there was an unrequited love story between Giselle, and the writer's father. He traced her all the way to France. Giselle was now a tiny, sprite little woman in her 80's, and a retired teacher. It didn't say whether she had married, but it would appear not. The writer of the article found it bizarre that Giselle had a photo of him, taken when he was a baby! What a great love story this could have been...
Every year on Remembrance Day, a new love story is unfolded...The message this year, which I heard loud and clear, was to start talking to veterans, listen to their story - before it is too late to be heard. The number of veterans is dwindling each year, until soon, there will be nobody left to tell their story.
I cannot say 'Happy Remembrance Day', because it would sound like an oxymoron, and wars are not something to be happy about... But in true Pollyanna style, I have to find something to be glad about. I am glad we get the day off!! and that in 2 hours time d.v. we will be at the airport welcoming our darling Claudia back from 'Down Under'.
Yeah! So without further ado, I'd better go and get ready...
Choo Choo for now!
Patricia xxx
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
SO SORRY MITT!!
I am in mourning for my darling Mitt. So I needed a BIG laugh today. Ali & Vics superlative blog provided me with a much-needed chuckle. I'm sharing their jokes below. Maybe like me, you need something to lift you haha!!
O.K. all you Obama lovers...you won!! It would appear the astrological predictions all those months ago were correct - who am I to fight fate? It was written in the stars. I knew it, but I still hoped for once the planets would get it wrong!! Darn they can be so annoying, especially when you want them to deliver different news...
Wonder if I could have told Mitt in good time, would he have listened to me, and saved himself all that trouble for nothing? The millions spent on the campaign could have gone to charity instead. The big mistake he made was his choice of VP. Political sages said this was his 'Waterloo', and that he should have gone with the Latino candidate. Had he done this, then he could have won the election. But then the planets would have been wrong. There is such a thing as fate, and one cannot fault Mitt on the effort he put in.
Anyway, 'twas not meant to be...The only consolation for me in all of this is that I do prefer Michelle Obama to Ann Romney. She has a natural down-to-earth warmth about her. Barack is cold and distant, Michelle is warm and natural. Mitt is warm, Ann is cold. Bill Clinton is warm, Hillary is cold. I guess it's a case of opposites attract. Certainly that was the case in the love story between the late Robert Kennedy and his wife Ethel. I watched the documentary on t.v. tonight and it was truly fascinating. Ethel was left a young widow. The youngest of her 11 children was born a few months after Bobby was shot. They were clearly madly in love. She was the consummate extrovert, while he was the introvert, helped greatly by her more outgoing manner.
People marvelled at Ethel's ability to bounce back from adversity, time after time. Her son David died from a drug overdose in his 20's, and another son died in a skiing accident in his 30's. Throughout all this tragedy, she has remained poised, and in control. Her secret? Apparently it is her strong devotion to God that has helped her battle life's adversities, so her children said. She is never without a rosary beads in her hands. Am I surprised? No. Ethel Kennedy's life story is as inspiring as the lady herself.
Tomorrow I am helping out with a Rememberance Day function at St. Andrew's Cathedral. I decided to offer my services. They were looking for volunteers to help with the food and party preparation. My friend Colleen is going to help me. It was the perfect volunteer position for me. I love preparing and serving food, and it is always fun meeting the other parishioneers in our church. We will do 1-2 functions per month. It is only 2-3 hours twice a month. Volunteering was on my bucket list for the Pollyanna Project. The next event will be on the 30th November. Wish me luck!!
Choo Choo for now!
Patricia xxx
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
THE LAST ROSE OF SUMMER
Yesterday, the dogs and I tiptoed and crunched our way through yards upon yards of God's golden carpet; thousands of decayed leaves, beautifully interwoven, with the delicacy and dedication of a silk worm. It was as much fun as walking on bubble wrap, but less noisy. We kicked up the leaves to our heart's content, knowing we weren't making a mess - since the mess was already made for us! What a huge change in scenery from the summer, when the gardens were in full bloom, fragrant and vibrant with colour. And what a metaphor for life.
Suddenly, in the midst of all the dirt brown decay, I noticed a solitary pink rose still blooming on a bush. As I touched it, a perfumed petal fell on my hand, and I savoured summer's last hurrah. It brought to mind that lovely song 'The Last Rose of Summer' written by the Irish poet Thomas Moore in 1805. I began to sing it aloud - fortunately, there was nobody around to say I was nutz, but the dogs, (they know it already!), and the ducks were too busy avoiding the floating dead leaves, to pay much attention.
That last little fragrant rose blooming yesterday was a symbol of hope and persistence, and the realization that all things are passing. Nothing, or nobody lasts forever...
The first verse is below, and if you tip toe over to 'Polly's Playlist', you will hear the haunting lyrics sung by the alluringly beautiful 'Celtic Women'. Enjoy!
THE LAST ROSE OF SUMMER
'Tis the last rose of summer left blooming alone, All her lovely companions are faded and gone. No flower of her kindred, no rosebud is nigh. To reflect back her blushes, or give sigh for sigh.
Check our the 'Celtic Women' on Polly's Playlist.
Choo Choo for now!
Patricia xxx
Suddenly, in the midst of all the dirt brown decay, I noticed a solitary pink rose still blooming on a bush. As I touched it, a perfumed petal fell on my hand, and I savoured summer's last hurrah. It brought to mind that lovely song 'The Last Rose of Summer' written by the Irish poet Thomas Moore in 1805. I began to sing it aloud - fortunately, there was nobody around to say I was nutz, but the dogs, (they know it already!), and the ducks were too busy avoiding the floating dead leaves, to pay much attention.
That last little fragrant rose blooming yesterday was a symbol of hope and persistence, and the realization that all things are passing. Nothing, or nobody lasts forever...
The first verse is below, and if you tip toe over to 'Polly's Playlist', you will hear the haunting lyrics sung by the alluringly beautiful 'Celtic Women'. Enjoy!
THE LAST ROSE OF SUMMER
'Tis the last rose of summer left blooming alone, All her lovely companions are faded and gone. No flower of her kindred, no rosebud is nigh. To reflect back her blushes, or give sigh for sigh.
Check our the 'Celtic Women' on Polly's Playlist.
Choo Choo for now!
Patricia xxx
Saturday, November 3, 2012
SUNDAY SONG
Hey all you beautiful sleepy heads!
It's Sunday, and I've a new catchy tune which I love, and cannot stop singing. It's the song of the moment. Maybe it's because I've been overdosing on candy since Halloween...!! The girls don't share my enthusiasm. Let your fingers walk over to Polly's Playlist, and give it a whirl. It's called 'Candy Store'. You have to sing along with me...Imagine yourself floating on a sea of candy and singing this song - Heaven!!
Hope you enjoy it, and that it brings a smile to your face, and makes you happy!
Choo Choo!
Patricia xxx
It's Sunday, and I've a new catchy tune which I love, and cannot stop singing. It's the song of the moment. Maybe it's because I've been overdosing on candy since Halloween...!! The girls don't share my enthusiasm. Let your fingers walk over to Polly's Playlist, and give it a whirl. It's called 'Candy Store'. You have to sing along with me...Imagine yourself floating on a sea of candy and singing this song - Heaven!!
Hope you enjoy it, and that it brings a smile to your face, and makes you happy!
Choo Choo!
Patricia xxx
Friday, November 2, 2012
BEST EVER HALLOWEEN!!!!!
This Halloween was by far one of my favourite. I was well prepared, and took my time putting up the lights and decorations, piece by delightful piece. Alexandra and Victoria helped me make up the goodie bags the night before. See below. Our aim was to bring joy and happiness to the little trick 'n treaters knocking on our door - Pollyanna style! We had about 50 visitors, which was 10 up on last year. Our visitors were adorable.
My favourite costume was that of a little girl around 8, who was dressed as Scarlett O'Hara, so her proud dad told me! Parents and kids were all very appreciative of our efforts. One little fellow looked at me as I told him to pick a bag from the basket and said "you are so generous". He sounded like a very wise old man! The kids told me my costume was "amazing" and 'Hey miss your house is the best we've been to all night!" It was one great big street party and the lights shining from Craigdarroch Castle added to the ambience. I got an invitation to Cuba from a very nice man visiting his family in Victoria. Six of them arrived at the door - two little boys, their parents, grandmother and this friend from Cuba. He gave me his business card to contact him in Havana!! He was a professor of pediatrics in the faculty of medicine, university of Havana. Who knows? I may take Roberto up on his kind offer!!
Greeting the trick and treaters at the door!
Taking a break from activity!!
My lovely new console table has a coat of many colours specially for Halloween!
We ordered in a Chinese takeaway for the evening before our visitors arrived. Kevin opened up a bottle of white wine, and turned on the Halloween music...Just as we were enjoying our festive cup cakes from Ooh La La bakery (delicious!), the door bell began to ring, and did not stop for several hours. By 10.00 p.m. all was quiet..The little tricksters had gone to bed - exhausted but happy!
I guess you could say I'm into Halloween!! haha
'Witchy Poo' was one of the first Halloween toys the girls got, so she is now part of the family for the past 19 years! When you press a button, she sings a scary tune...I turn her on for the kids at the door. My first Halloween in Canada was a shock! Who was to know it was SO big over here? A neighbour kindly gave me a big bag of candy as I ran short of supplies very early on. That was the first and last time it happened!!
This scary devil is actually only the size of an egg and hangs from our Halloween tree.
Our green gremlin - Halloween Harry - has also been in the family for several years. He is our door bell. He is sensor controlled. When you pass him, his eyes open and he begins to sing 'Wild thing you make me feel good...you make everything GROOOOOVY!' I love my groovy Harry, and what a fine voice he has!
Getting some atmosphere going with the lights...This tree is just outside our dining room window, and to the right of the front door. I love it! In the summer it is a lotus tree with beautiful vibrant pink leaves that fall like velvet kisses...
This was our Halloween adventure...Hope you enjoyed it!
Choo Choo for now and have a great weekend!
Patricia xxx
Monday, October 29, 2012
HIGH FIVES
Yeah! Halloweeeeeeen is on its way. Lulu was busy trying on her costumes. She didn't like the hat part and told me "Ma get that stupid hat off me, it's hurting my ear!"
As you can tell from Chicchi, she just loooves her outfit. She likes being a ladybird and wants to wear her costume all the time. She loves the attention and likes looking like Cher!!
I've been very happy putting up my halloween decorations over the past few days. These are new lights we got at Walmart, and they are truly MAGIC. Brilliant in fact. They are operated by remote control from inside. Orange and purple lights for Halloween, and then you press a button on the remote and they change to red and green for Christmas! How neat is that. You don't even have to put up Christmas lights. They are also the economical led lights. Win Win!
I got this bag of peeled garlic in Chinatown the other day and I cannot begin to tell you HOW convenient it is. I love garlic and use it every day, and in everything, except dessert! It keeps the vampires away haha!
HIP HIP HURRAH! At last we found a dog food that has helped Chichi lose the weight - and she has! Did you notice how happy she looks now. She has lost a little weight and this food has helped her do it. Mind you, it is expensive ($45 for the bag) from the vets, but it lasts a long time, and She's worth it!!
Ladies...this is the lipstick to end all lipsticks! I have fallen in love with this baby. Why Buxom? Apart from its charming name, it plumps up my lips, and makes them look like Julia Robert's smackers...o.k. I exaggerate a little. But you get the drift. Much cheaper than injections and it's a dream to apply, and lasts forever! Also, the colours have names of different cities. The one below is called 'Barcelona' and is a lovely warm red colour. In the summer I like to wear Athens. It sounds exotic! Oh yes, I got it at Sephora ($23).
BELLY DANCING ON SATURDAY NIGHT!
Not me! (but it's on my bucket list). My friend Bobbi treated me to a wonderful evening on Saturday. We went to Asmira's 25th anniversary party, and it was BRILLIANT! It superceded our expectations. The Indian butter chicken they served was Delish! The costumes were out-of-this-world, and the dancing...Magnifico!! Bravo Ladies!
This face cloth from Aveda is a must-have in any gal's bathroom! All I can say is try it, and you'll see what I mean. I've been using one for years, and have now introduced the girls to it. Just rinse out after each use. It dries hard, but softens when wet. Way better than sponges.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
TASTY TUESDAY YUM YUMS
O.K. you're right! This is Wednesday. Don't know what happened to Tuesday. Divine mystery, just like chicken cacciatore was for me. Years ago when I broke my leg skiing, a kind neighbour in Calgary dropped off a most delicious chicken dish for the family, complete with pasta. I have tried for years and years to re-create her masterpiece, but without luck...that was until last Friday - success at last!
There are several recipes out there in internet land. I tried the following, and like all recipes, changed it slightly to fit in with the contents of my cupboard and fridge. I cooked mine in the slow cooker, which is my kitchen BFF. You can throw anything into the pot, first thing in the morning for dinner that evening, or last thing at night, for the following day. Before a party, I always make my butter chicken in the slow cooker, and then know if everything else is a disaster, I've that to rely on. I call it my culinary 'safety net'. The following recipe says prep time 5 mins. - I'd say nearer 10-15, by the time you assemble your ingredients and chop up the chicken, pepper and onion, and get out your herbs and spices.
CHICKEN CACCIATORE
http://recipeforchicken.org/chicken-breast-recipes/italian-chicken-cacciatore-recipes/attachment/chicken-cacciatore/
3 lbs. lean chicken breasts cut in generous bite size pieces
I large onion diced
2 cans tomato paste *
6 ozs sliced mushrooms
1 green pepper chopped
2-4 garlic cloves minced (I used 4 large as I love garlic)
2 tsp. oregano
1 tsp. dried basil
half tsp. celery powder
1 tsp. salt
half cup dry white wine
3 tbs. olive oil
1 tsp. crushed red pepper flakes (optional - I didn't use)
1 tbs. Italian seasoning
*I didn't have tomato paste, so just put in 1 can chopped tomatoes
and half jar spaghetti sauce - tomato/basil flavour. Some recipes say one jar of spaghetti sauce. So you could use either. Also I added Italian seasoning as I love it. I did not have celery salt, so I substituted with 2-3 stalks of fresh celery chopped. Likewise, I did not have dried basil, but as luck would have it, I had fresh basil in the fridge, so I chopped up a few sprigs.
METHOD:
Turn on slow cooker, or regular saucepan. Add olive oil and chopped onion. On top of the onion place the chicken. Next sprinkle the chicken with the Italian seasoning, followed by the mushrooms and the peppers. Lastly, mix all the remaining ingredients together and pour over the chicken and veggies. Let it cook for 3-4 hours on high or 7-9 on high if you are using a slow cooker, otherwise, just keep checking it yourself. As soon as the aroma coming from the kitchen drives you insane with hunger...you know it's ready! I served it with penne the first night but found it too slippery. We tried fusilli (twirly pasta) the second night and preferred it. You can also serve this dish on rice. It's also low calorie, so ENJOY!
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VEGETARIAN SHEPHERD'S PIE
There are several recipes out there in internet land. I tried the following, and like all recipes, changed it slightly to fit in with the contents of my cupboard and fridge. I cooked mine in the slow cooker, which is my kitchen BFF. You can throw anything into the pot, first thing in the morning for dinner that evening, or last thing at night, for the following day. Before a party, I always make my butter chicken in the slow cooker, and then know if everything else is a disaster, I've that to rely on. I call it my culinary 'safety net'. The following recipe says prep time 5 mins. - I'd say nearer 10-15, by the time you assemble your ingredients and chop up the chicken, pepper and onion, and get out your herbs and spices.
CHICKEN CACCIATORE
http://recipeforchicken.org/chicken-breast-recipes/italian-chicken-cacciatore-recipes/attachment/chicken-cacciatore/
3 lbs. lean chicken breasts cut in generous bite size pieces
I large onion diced
2 cans tomato paste *
6 ozs sliced mushrooms
1 green pepper chopped
2-4 garlic cloves minced (I used 4 large as I love garlic)
2 tsp. oregano
1 tsp. dried basil
half tsp. celery powder
1 tsp. salt
half cup dry white wine
3 tbs. olive oil
1 tsp. crushed red pepper flakes (optional - I didn't use)
1 tbs. Italian seasoning
*I didn't have tomato paste, so just put in 1 can chopped tomatoes
and half jar spaghetti sauce - tomato/basil flavour. Some recipes say one jar of spaghetti sauce. So you could use either. Also I added Italian seasoning as I love it. I did not have celery salt, so I substituted with 2-3 stalks of fresh celery chopped. Likewise, I did not have dried basil, but as luck would have it, I had fresh basil in the fridge, so I chopped up a few sprigs.
METHOD:
Turn on slow cooker, or regular saucepan. Add olive oil and chopped onion. On top of the onion place the chicken. Next sprinkle the chicken with the Italian seasoning, followed by the mushrooms and the peppers. Lastly, mix all the remaining ingredients together and pour over the chicken and veggies. Let it cook for 3-4 hours on high or 7-9 on high if you are using a slow cooker, otherwise, just keep checking it yourself. As soon as the aroma coming from the kitchen drives you insane with hunger...you know it's ready! I served it with penne the first night but found it too slippery. We tried fusilli (twirly pasta) the second night and preferred it. You can also serve this dish on rice. It's also low calorie, so ENJOY!
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VEGETARIAN SHEPHERD'S PIE
This recipe is SO easy, you could do it in your sleep! and sinfully low calorie into the bargain - and inexpensive! - a WIN WIN situation!
INGREDIENTS:
2 packs of Yves veggie ground or any veggie ground.
1 large onion diced
3 carrots diced
4 ozs. frozen peas
2 packs of shepherd's pie flavour mix
4-5 cloves garlic minced
2 tbs. olive oil
6-7 potatoes
butter and milk for potatoes
Grated cheese for top of pie
salt and pepper
METHOD:
Heat olive oil in saucepan, and fry onions until see through. Add two packs of veggie ground. Mush it with a potato masher, until it is broken up. Add some water, cautiously, a few drops, so the mix does not burn. Next pour in the flavour mix (follow instructions on packet first). Add carrots, peas and garlic. Let it simmer away gently and if mixture is too thick, add a little more water. Be cautious with the water, and just add it gradually as you don't want it too watery!
Once the shepherd is happily playing in the saucepan, make up the potatoes. Peel and cook the potatoes (I do it for speed in the microwave). When the potatoes are cooked, place in bowl, flavour with salt and pepper. Add some butter or cream (tastes better) but low fat milk will do the job too! Mash until they are fairly liquidity, or easy to spread.
Lastly, get your casserole dish, spray with PAM so things don't stick. Add veggie mix. Cover with potato mix. Use a fork to flatten it. Lastly, pour some grated cheese on top
Pop into oven (I do 375 degrees). It takes about half an hour. As soon as it starts to bubble, and the cheese is melted, it is ready.
ENJOY! Serve with side salad, or more veggies.
Choo Choo and happy cooking!
Polly Hugs,
Patricia xxx
Monday, October 22, 2012
MARVELLOUS MONDAY!
Yesterday was so busy I didn't get a chance to tell you about Saturday, and the dream that came true for me. For years I've been a BIG fan of Raffi, the children's advocate and entertainer. Check him out at http://www.raffinews.com/. He has opened up a big centre for honouring children on Salt Spring Island, which is just a ferry journey away from Victoria. This Saturday I got a VIP ticket to his show, and had the pleasure of meeting him in person! Yeah! The concert was so much fun and we were all bopping and hopping and clapping our hands, and making lots of happy noise. Later I got chatting with Raffi, and he gave me a huge hug (he's sooooo sweet!). I gave him a copy of my child honouring book, 'Children of the Stars' and he was thrilled to bits. Yeps! that was something I had wanted to do since I published my book in 2008, and Saturday it happened. And it was as goose bumping good as I had hoped it would be!
I came home on a high, and cooked the most delicious vegetarian shepherd's pie for the family. It was so yummy. It was the second of two new recipes I tried out this weekend. The other was a slow cooker meal - Chicken Cacciatore. I'll share those two recipes with you tomorrow - Tasty Tuesday!
Today was marvellous because I saved the life of a little puppy. When I was coming home from my walk, a tiny little black puppy caught my eye. He looked lost, and could easily be knocked down. I stopped the car and when I opened the door, he literally jumped into my arms, shaking and frightened. He was sooooo cute! He had no collar on him, and looked like a very young stray. My instinct was to bring him home with me, until reality pinched me. He would drive Lulu and Chichi insane with jealousy. And besides, this little puppy may belong to somebody. So, there I was, holding this cute little puppy who is licking my face, and not knowing what to do with him.
I looked at all the houses around me. He could belong anywhere. I was drawn to a house with several cars around it. Puppy and I rang the bell, paws crossed!! A pleasant young girl opened the door, and thanked me profusely "He belongs to the folks downstairs" she said, and I could see she loved this little fellow as she gently took him from me. I knew puppy was in safe hands.
I drove home, delighted I had knocked on the right door! The rest of the day was marvellous (It is Monday after all!) and now as I write, I'm listening to the 3rd, and final debate between Romney and Obama, and I am hoping...that 'my guy' wins!! We'll know soon...?? It will be exciting!! Now my cup runneth over...Dancing with the Stars is about to begin...LOVE that show! Gotta go!
Choo Choo 'til tasty Tuesday!!
Patricia xxx
I came home on a high, and cooked the most delicious vegetarian shepherd's pie for the family. It was so yummy. It was the second of two new recipes I tried out this weekend. The other was a slow cooker meal - Chicken Cacciatore. I'll share those two recipes with you tomorrow - Tasty Tuesday!
Today was marvellous because I saved the life of a little puppy. When I was coming home from my walk, a tiny little black puppy caught my eye. He looked lost, and could easily be knocked down. I stopped the car and when I opened the door, he literally jumped into my arms, shaking and frightened. He was sooooo cute! He had no collar on him, and looked like a very young stray. My instinct was to bring him home with me, until reality pinched me. He would drive Lulu and Chichi insane with jealousy. And besides, this little puppy may belong to somebody. So, there I was, holding this cute little puppy who is licking my face, and not knowing what to do with him.
I looked at all the houses around me. He could belong anywhere. I was drawn to a house with several cars around it. Puppy and I rang the bell, paws crossed!! A pleasant young girl opened the door, and thanked me profusely "He belongs to the folks downstairs" she said, and I could see she loved this little fellow as she gently took him from me. I knew puppy was in safe hands.
I drove home, delighted I had knocked on the right door! The rest of the day was marvellous (It is Monday after all!) and now as I write, I'm listening to the 3rd, and final debate between Romney and Obama, and I am hoping...that 'my guy' wins!! We'll know soon...?? It will be exciting!! Now my cup runneth over...Dancing with the Stars is about to begin...LOVE that show! Gotta go!
Choo Choo 'til tasty Tuesday!!
Patricia xxx
Saturday, October 20, 2012
FABULOSA FALL!
I just LOVE LOVE LOVE Autumn, or Fall as they call it here in Canada. Yesterday when I was out doing my power walk on the chip trail, and later walking the dogs in Government House, I found this assortment of leaves, - I kid you not - they are all real!! I know hard to believe, isn't it? Just look at the colours and variety of leaves. No two are the same. Armed with this visual stimulation, I used it to pull out similar colours from my wardrobe.
So while Kevin is happy washing his records, Lulu and Chichi busy snoozing, Tessa in the basement, and the girls doing their thing, this is how I entertained myself - putting some Fall outfits together. The outfit below is a three quarter length bone coloured linen dress, teamed with a nice heavy jacket. I think it blends in nicely with the autumn foliage!
This is actually one of my favourite of the Fall outfits. It is a Jacob 2-piece silk knee length skirt and sleeveless top. The cardigan has wide sleeves, which make it look almost like a cape. Can you pick this colour out from the leaves? Bet you can! I bought this cozy ensemble last year in the sales, and it looks as good as the day I bought it.
This outfit looks better on, than off! The cardigan is actually only a small size and was given to me by Ali who bought it last year, and never wore it. It looks great with cream pants, belted and worn with this multicoloured Ralph Lauren top inside. Love love love Amber jewellery, especially this time of year!
This Ralph Lauren dress is also one of my favourite Fall items. It is so comfortable to wear, and is knee length. I have got loads of wear from the matching cardigan. I just love Ralph Lauren. He is the only one for me! And his clothes last foreverrrrrr!! The fabric is such good quality. I only buy Ralph when it's on sale. It doubles the pleasure!
There goes that versatile Ralph top again. It has so many nice fall colours in it. This time I teamed it with an olive coloured pashmina. I have the same cotton pashmina in several colours, and get loads of wear from them. I wore the lime green and orange version a lot over the summer, as well as the white one. For winter I have a purple and black one. Secret...I bought them on the ferry to Vancouver!
I pulled this little two-piece silk ensemble from the archives. It looks nicer on. It has a long, slim and fitted skirt, and thankfully the top is long! otherwise my tum tum would not look so happy!! I wear it with a belt, and teamed it with this pashmina which I got last year. It looks great with my knee high burgundy boots.
This two-piece brown top and pants has got oodles of wear from its owner. I felt this silk scarf which I got from my lovely God-daughter Eloise looks great with it. She bought it in Thailand. The beads are vintage glass from Germany. Naturally...I got them from the flea market!
Claudia bought me this sharp cardigan for my birthday at Zara. It looks way better on, as does the cotton top, and matching pants inside it. I love it, though the pants are a tad tight...just as well the cardigan is loose!
LEAVES UP CLOSER
So while Kevin is happy washing his records, Lulu and Chichi busy snoozing, Tessa in the basement, and the girls doing their thing, this is how I entertained myself - putting some Fall outfits together. The outfit below is a three quarter length bone coloured linen dress, teamed with a nice heavy jacket. I think it blends in nicely with the autumn foliage!
This is actually one of my favourite of the Fall outfits. It is a Jacob 2-piece silk knee length skirt and sleeveless top. The cardigan has wide sleeves, which make it look almost like a cape. Can you pick this colour out from the leaves? Bet you can! I bought this cozy ensemble last year in the sales, and it looks as good as the day I bought it.
This outfit looks better on, than off! The cardigan is actually only a small size and was given to me by Ali who bought it last year, and never wore it. It looks great with cream pants, belted and worn with this multicoloured Ralph Lauren top inside. Love love love Amber jewellery, especially this time of year!
This Ralph Lauren dress is also one of my favourite Fall items. It is so comfortable to wear, and is knee length. I have got loads of wear from the matching cardigan. I just love Ralph Lauren. He is the only one for me! And his clothes last foreverrrrrr!! The fabric is such good quality. I only buy Ralph when it's on sale. It doubles the pleasure!
There goes that versatile Ralph top again. It has so many nice fall colours in it. This time I teamed it with an olive coloured pashmina. I have the same cotton pashmina in several colours, and get loads of wear from them. I wore the lime green and orange version a lot over the summer, as well as the white one. For winter I have a purple and black one. Secret...I bought them on the ferry to Vancouver!
I pulled this little two-piece silk ensemble from the archives. It looks nicer on. It has a long, slim and fitted skirt, and thankfully the top is long! otherwise my tum tum would not look so happy!! I wear it with a belt, and teamed it with this pashmina which I got last year. It looks great with my knee high burgundy boots.
This two-piece brown top and pants has got oodles of wear from its owner. I felt this silk scarf which I got from my lovely God-daughter Eloise looks great with it. She bought it in Thailand. The beads are vintage glass from Germany. Naturally...I got them from the flea market!
Claudia bought me this sharp cardigan for my birthday at Zara. It looks way better on, as does the cotton top, and matching pants inside it. I love it, though the pants are a tad tight...just as well the cardigan is loose!
That's about it for now. What fun! Don't you agree, the colours of all these outfits are in harmony with the beautiful Fall foliage?
I'll finish with a poem by one of my favourite poets - Patience Strong. It captures the season!
THE LAST DANCE
When the yellow leaves are falling from the tattered trees
they seem to dance a measure to the music of the breeze
...Twirling, swirling, whirling wildly up and down the lane;
you hear the swishing of their skirts against the window pane.
The last gay frolic of the leaves; their last mad revelry;
the last fandango of delight; the final ecstasy...
Dancing at the doors of winter as the year grows old -
Covering the grave of Summer with a cloth of gold.
Choo Choo! Tomorrow I will tell you about the dream that came true for me today...
Polly Hugs,
Patricia xxx
Friday, October 19, 2012
CHUTZPAH!
Sounds like a Russian toast, doesn't it? or maybe something you roar when you've had too much ouzo and are busy smashing plates in Greece...It's actually Yiddish, and currently my favourite word. I like what it stands for - guts, audacity, conviction, confidence...and if you have all that, you'll eventually become what the French describe as 'bien dans sa peau' - nice/comfortable in your own skin. It's a quality I find very attractive in others, and one I'd like to aspire to one day - it's on my bucket list!
Just like charm - you either have it, or you don't, which Hillary Clinton has learnt to her detriment. She has everything that equips her to be a great American President - intelligence, experience, dedication, trojan work ethic...but, alas, she lacks a vital ingredient - Charm! By direct comparison, Bill had it in buckets. Her lack of charisma is apparently what is holding her back. Superficial? I agree. But such is life. She seems to be doing weird things to her hair and appearance of late. It's clear her image consultants are telling her to 'kick it up a notch Hillary'. My blog today is to convince myself, and others, that yes, you can learn how to have Chutzpah and Charm!
Look at all the female presenters on the American t.v. networks? You have to agree, they are sharp dressers, with super-slick personalities to boot. Michelle Obama and Anne Romney are no slackers in that department either. Jackie Kennedy also had the 'it' quality. Apparently, it's important. All part of the charm game.
Some would argue (Hillary definitely) that focusing too much on externals takes away from the character-building qualities needed for 'true' confidence, which in turn helps us to be more comfortable in our own skins. Inspirational author Danielle LaPorte oozes confidence. She is known for lighting the confidence spark in others, and is the author of 'A Soulful + Practical Guide for Creating Success on Your Terms. She pulls no punches and strongly advocates "Keep being yourself, relentlessly". Hmm. sounds like a plan - But then what if you don't like yourself? ...that's a dilemma.
Take heart! Apparently everyone has something that's charming, so says LaPorte. Seek and you shall find... Something...Anything!...maybe you've a killer smile, or beautiful eyes, or legs, etc. Goal number one, if you want to be comfortable in your own skin, is to practice self-compassion. Forgive yourself. After you've gone down on your knees, and apologized profusely to yourself for all those years of self-flagellation, telling your ears you hated them, or your butt to buzz off, etc. the next thing you have to do is a thorough self-examination, and don't stop until you find something you like about yourself. Even if it takes all night, don't stop until you find something. There is a genetic predisposition that makes us all care about what people think of us. Not everyone is born tough, alas!
It's common knowledge, if you feel you look good, your spine straightens, your head lifts, you look people straight in the eye, and it's a good headspace to be in. The following are some tips I read recently from style expert, Ellen Bennett. I thought they were good, and wanted to share them with you.
Wear what you love. Pretend your house was on fire, run to your closet and grab the things you absolutely cannot live without. Take three minutes and don't over-think. Just grab what you adore and makes you feel good.
Do the hanger trick. Set all your hangers facing one way. Whenever you wear something, flip the hanger. After a couple of months, you'll see what you wear regularly, the styles and colours you naturally gravitate to. If you're wearing things you don't like, ask yourself why.
Make a plan. Determine clothing needs by activity: work, exercise, gardening, weekend down time, entertaining. Combine your preferred colour palette with items you love and items you need. I've divided my clothes accordingly and keep exercise stuff in one section, rough/shabby clothes for cleaning/gardening in another, glam clothes in their space, and finally office clothes. Also, I plan 7 outfits for the week ahead, and write them on my closet door. It makes for a speedy getaway in the mornings!
Take time in the morning. They've proven that when babies look cute and people gush, it has a positive effect on the baby's psyche. So putting on lipstick or finding that special scarf can bring all this wonderful feedback your way.
Save up and build you wardrobe. We think we need a lot of things to look good, but really you need only about a dozen good things, and you fill in.
I definitely agree that you only need a few 'good pieces' but I cannot live without my hundreds of accessories, bling, bags, belts and scarves, collected over the years. This weekend I'll definitely be working on my wardrobe, and bringing all the summer stuff down to the basement. Ali has promised to model all my favourite fall outfits for me. I'll send you pics tomorrow. And, yes, true to my word - not a new piece of anything have I purchased for my wardrobe. Enoooo! All you need to re-vamp your clothes from one season to another is COLOUR! For Fall, you'll see all my colours match the beautiful autumnal hues in our gardens - golden, burgundy, fern green and brown.
Choo Choo for now and I have a HUGE dream come true...happening tomorrow. I'll keep you in suspense until it is over, and I'll tell you how it went, O.K.?
Polly Hugs,
Patricia xxx
Just like charm - you either have it, or you don't, which Hillary Clinton has learnt to her detriment. She has everything that equips her to be a great American President - intelligence, experience, dedication, trojan work ethic...but, alas, she lacks a vital ingredient - Charm! By direct comparison, Bill had it in buckets. Her lack of charisma is apparently what is holding her back. Superficial? I agree. But such is life. She seems to be doing weird things to her hair and appearance of late. It's clear her image consultants are telling her to 'kick it up a notch Hillary'. My blog today is to convince myself, and others, that yes, you can learn how to have Chutzpah and Charm!
Look at all the female presenters on the American t.v. networks? You have to agree, they are sharp dressers, with super-slick personalities to boot. Michelle Obama and Anne Romney are no slackers in that department either. Jackie Kennedy also had the 'it' quality. Apparently, it's important. All part of the charm game.
Some would argue (Hillary definitely) that focusing too much on externals takes away from the character-building qualities needed for 'true' confidence, which in turn helps us to be more comfortable in our own skins. Inspirational author Danielle LaPorte oozes confidence. She is known for lighting the confidence spark in others, and is the author of 'A Soulful + Practical Guide for Creating Success on Your Terms. She pulls no punches and strongly advocates "Keep being yourself, relentlessly". Hmm. sounds like a plan - But then what if you don't like yourself? ...that's a dilemma.
Take heart! Apparently everyone has something that's charming, so says LaPorte. Seek and you shall find... Something...Anything!...maybe you've a killer smile, or beautiful eyes, or legs, etc. Goal number one, if you want to be comfortable in your own skin, is to practice self-compassion. Forgive yourself. After you've gone down on your knees, and apologized profusely to yourself for all those years of self-flagellation, telling your ears you hated them, or your butt to buzz off, etc. the next thing you have to do is a thorough self-examination, and don't stop until you find something you like about yourself. Even if it takes all night, don't stop until you find something. There is a genetic predisposition that makes us all care about what people think of us. Not everyone is born tough, alas!
It's common knowledge, if you feel you look good, your spine straightens, your head lifts, you look people straight in the eye, and it's a good headspace to be in. The following are some tips I read recently from style expert, Ellen Bennett. I thought they were good, and wanted to share them with you.
Wear what you love. Pretend your house was on fire, run to your closet and grab the things you absolutely cannot live without. Take three minutes and don't over-think. Just grab what you adore and makes you feel good.
Do the hanger trick. Set all your hangers facing one way. Whenever you wear something, flip the hanger. After a couple of months, you'll see what you wear regularly, the styles and colours you naturally gravitate to. If you're wearing things you don't like, ask yourself why.
Make a plan. Determine clothing needs by activity: work, exercise, gardening, weekend down time, entertaining. Combine your preferred colour palette with items you love and items you need. I've divided my clothes accordingly and keep exercise stuff in one section, rough/shabby clothes for cleaning/gardening in another, glam clothes in their space, and finally office clothes. Also, I plan 7 outfits for the week ahead, and write them on my closet door. It makes for a speedy getaway in the mornings!
Take time in the morning. They've proven that when babies look cute and people gush, it has a positive effect on the baby's psyche. So putting on lipstick or finding that special scarf can bring all this wonderful feedback your way.
Save up and build you wardrobe. We think we need a lot of things to look good, but really you need only about a dozen good things, and you fill in.
I definitely agree that you only need a few 'good pieces' but I cannot live without my hundreds of accessories, bling, bags, belts and scarves, collected over the years. This weekend I'll definitely be working on my wardrobe, and bringing all the summer stuff down to the basement. Ali has promised to model all my favourite fall outfits for me. I'll send you pics tomorrow. And, yes, true to my word - not a new piece of anything have I purchased for my wardrobe. Enoooo! All you need to re-vamp your clothes from one season to another is COLOUR! For Fall, you'll see all my colours match the beautiful autumnal hues in our gardens - golden, burgundy, fern green and brown.
Choo Choo for now and I have a HUGE dream come true...happening tomorrow. I'll keep you in suspense until it is over, and I'll tell you how it went, O.K.?
Polly Hugs,
Patricia xxx
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY CLAUDIA!!
On this day 18 years ago, at 3.15 a.m. our darling Claudia was born ...It was a Monday morning (Canada time) and I remember it like it was yesterday! The midwife delivering our bundle of joy was wearing a huge dracula brooch, which had swinging legs, and a peculiar expression. The sight of it put me in hysterics with laughter. I just couldn't stop laughing (maybe it was the gas too!) I think Claudia must have heard my laughter because she arrived with a big gummy smile!! O.K. I agree all Libras are blessed with beautiful smiles - so it was clearly a foretaste of things to come...and doesn't she still have that lovely Libra smile?
Like my other darling daughters, Alexandra and Victoria, Claudia has been a blessing in our lives. Co-incidentally, Claudia completed the astrological triad! She is the same sign as my mum's two sisters and my sister. Victoria is the same sign as my mum, and Alexandra is the same sign as my mother's mother! and her daddy, and her grand-daddy How neat is that? If you asked Carl Jung, he would say it was "Synchronicity Darling".
The following photos are some of my favourite ones of Claudia. If I had to describe her in three words it would be - Peace loving, kind and generous. Yeps! That's my girl.
'PEACE MAN' (see the fingers and the smile) CLAUDIA AT AGE 8 WEEKS!
LITTLE MISS CLAUDIA - THE DAREDEVIL!
CLAUDIA THE PRANKSTER BEHIND BARS AT ALCATRAZ PRISON.
CLAUDIA THE MOM WITH HER BELOVED DOLLS.
CLAUDIA THE ENTREPRENEUR WITH HER PALS IN CALGARY
LITTLE MISS DIVA!! OOH LA LA...
CLAUDIA THE PILLAR OF SOCIETY - SCOUTS HONOUR!
MISS CLAUDIA THE PARTY GAL! GUESS WHICH ONE?
THERE GOES THAT RAVISHING LIBRA SMILE AGAIN!!
FROM THIS...
Like my other darling daughters, Alexandra and Victoria, Claudia has been a blessing in our lives. Co-incidentally, Claudia completed the astrological triad! She is the same sign as my mum's two sisters and my sister. Victoria is the same sign as my mum, and Alexandra is the same sign as my mother's mother! and her daddy, and her grand-daddy How neat is that? If you asked Carl Jung, he would say it was "Synchronicity Darling".
The following photos are some of my favourite ones of Claudia. If I had to describe her in three words it would be - Peace loving, kind and generous. Yeps! That's my girl.
'PEACE MAN' (see the fingers and the smile) CLAUDIA AT AGE 8 WEEKS!
FAMILY LOVE - BEST CHRISTMAS PRESENT EVER!
LITTLE MISS SMILES TURNS ONE!... OCTOBER 1995
BEAUTY IN BLUE WEARING HER FAVOURITE OUTFIT!
CLAUDIA THE PRANKSTER BEHIND BARS AT ALCATRAZ PRISON.
A PRINCESS IN THE MAKING...
CLAUDIA THE MOM WITH HER BELOVED DOLLS.
CLAUDIA THE ENTREPRENEUR WITH HER PALS IN CALGARY
LITTLE MISS DIVA!! OOH LA LA...
WITH BFF MICHELLE BATHING LULU AND CHICHI!
CLAUDIA THE PILLAR OF SOCIETY - SCOUTS HONOUR!
MISS CLAUDIA THE PARTY GAL! GUESS WHICH ONE?
THERE GOES THAT RAVISHING LIBRA SMILE AGAIN!!
FROM THIS...
TO THIS...IN JUST TEN SHORT YEARS!
HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY CLAUDIA - YOU ROCK GIRL!
CHOO CHOO!
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