On the way to yet another breast related appointment last Saturday, I was feeling cynical, fed up and mourning the big bucks I had just forked out for some lymphatic massage. (Don't ask.) The lights changed and I crossed the road to meet this 'sign' plonked at the end of the crossing.
Non- Brisbanians note there has been a delightful project underway for years for artists to decorate the electrical boxes near traffic lights.
It was time for a photo and a deep breath. What's not to love? It's how you look, not what you see. This very ordinary intersection has some great lines in it. If I can find a fine line ink pen somewhere, I will follow the urge to draw this. It's been a while but a red light got me to STOP and think about it.
The week end was full of life loving me. The sight of sleeping chillun always gives me pause to be thankful.
Even the primary school party circuit was fun this week end. One was a dress up party. Lala opted to go as a rugby player. For once I appreciated her tom boy tendencies a it was the easiest costume ever and she won best dressed. LIke Nicole Kidamn in that movie where she wore a big rubber nose and got an Oscar, they'll give you a prize for anything if they think you've sacrificed your pretties for your art.
So I was blithely skipping through the week end loving life and, would you believe, it started loving me back via the local council collection.
Remember the Icky-yaya (Ikea) chair? I found it a companion a few doors up in perfect condition!
This one ended up back by the bin after the Big Fella saw it until I explained that it was me that had found it not the chillun and that I would perform magical feats to restore it to funky loveliness. He rolled his eyes. Ye of little faith! Suggestions re colour and shades are welcome?
We have been looking for a wicker bedhead for Lala for a long time. This one was being carried out by a woman who said she was finally dismantling her grown up daughter's room.
Here it is in situ. Lala wants to paint it yellow or turquoise. The latter matches her room better. Thoughts???
'Tis a bit shabby chic with the lime wash. Not that there's anything wrong with that!!!
Throw in a little West German Tiger, Tiger burning bright.....
a summer hat from a friend and a new crochet project and I was feeling well loved by life.
Just as well as I have the first radiotherapy session today and then every day for the next six weeks. BUT it doesn't make you sick and it's quick. You've got to love that.
 |
| It's a sign... |
