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Sharing My World 31

My art space on tilt.
My art space on tilt.

SHARE YOUR WORLD – 2015 WEEK #23 AND A POLL

For your blog do you basically use Mac or Windows applications? What type of device – laptop, desktop,tablet, phone or pad?

There are invisible imaginary surgically imbedded I-Pad magnets in both of my hands.  It is almost impossible for me to put this thing down.  It is my connection to the outside world.  Like the front door isn’t easily accessible or something.

It’s total overkill how many gadgets we profess to need.  We have a land line phone with an answering machine.  But I also need my cell phone, rarely for phone calls but always for text messages.  And notes and lists and reminders.   I must have my iPad  for game playing and Facebook checking because the iPhone screen is too small to do those things without squinting and frowning.  And maybe cursing.  And getting more wrinkles.  Both of these devices are great for taking pictures as long as I don’t have it on reverse taking selfies without realizing it.  Or hitting video by mistake.  And then there’s my PC, because I had that first and still prefer to do my banking and bill paying and printing from it.

Sheesh.  What was the question again?  I use them all, every day.  I can hardly remember life without them.  I blogged once from my phone but it was very stressful.  So I go back and forth from one bigger screen to the other even though the layout and spacing and format gets messed up.  What an amazingly long answer typed on my iPad screen with two fingers when it would have taken a fraction of the time on a keyboard.  Thank Gawd we got that all sorted out.

If you were to treat yourself to the “finer things” what would you treat yourself to?

My dad said once (or twice or three times) that our idea of heaven changes with our circumstances.  A poor mans heaven is not the same as a rich mans paradise.  So from the perspective of those less fortunate, I’m already enjoying the finer things in life.   Because the finer things are not really tangible things.   Of course that doesn’t stop us from thinking how great it would be if only we could afford some luxury or other while we take all the things we already have for granted.

But to answer the question,  I would like to have a personal trainer and a personal shopper, unlimited access to a spa, a vineyard in the south of France and my own jet.  So basically, money and servants.  And a lot of art supplies.  But I will settle for excellent coffee and enough money to pay the bills.

Can you change a car tire?

Yes I can.  I have never actually done it, but I am confident that if somebody walked me through it I could.  So yeah.  How hard can it be?  I might never feel safe getting in that vehicle again though, so I would probably call CAA first.  They are now added to my list of the finer things in life.

The 4th question this week is answer this poll about “how you would like to see the question formats for Share Your World”. Feel free to answer the questions in your post too.

The question format is great the way it is, but I liked the one where we were asked to complete sentences too.  More of that would be nice.

That Grateful Thing

I am grateful for finally getting around to sharing my world for last week.  The finer things question stumped me for days.  Good thing there’s no real deadline on any of this.  Or on getting back to experimenting in my art room.  It’s at an odd angle at the moment as you can see, and pencils keep rolling off the table.  Plus there are four (FOUR!) TV programs on Netflix that I have been bouncing around amongst.  Bones, Suits, Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries and Psych.  This mix makes for some bizarre dreams.

I am looking forward to the weather improving although it shows no signs of doing so.  We have endured two days of rain and cold.  It is 11 C outside (feels like 8 according to my weather network)  and dull and overcast.  The temperature inside my house is 16 C.  We usually keep it at 19.  The furnace guy suggested 21.  I refuse to turn the furnace on in June.  My feet are freezing.

Well, at least I’m not outside on the cold cement in freezing drizzle trying to change a car tire.  Life is good.

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Sharing My World 27

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SHARE YOUR WORLD – 2015 WEEK #16

What are your favorite spices?

When I was growing up the number of spices in our house was kept to a minimum.  And what was there was mostly put into pies.  I suppose by some standards our food was pretty bland but there’s something to be said for enjoying natural flavours.  When I started cooking on my own and following recipes, the phrase “season to taste” drove me mad.  What does that even MEAN??  A friend told me it usually indicates that you should add salt and pepper, so I was able to deal with that and stay reasonably sane.

I still don’t like things that are excessively spicy, and except for cinnamon and chili pepper I tend to depend on the people who make the spices to mix them up for me.  I buy those little bottles that say pork, chicken, steak, poultry or vegetable seasoning and hope for the best.

I put cinnamon, ginger, and turmeric in my smoothies every day because they’re all supposed to be good for me.  There’s so much other stuff in there, I can’t even taste them.

What object do you always have with you when traveling and why?

I’m trying to remember what I did before I started taking my I-Pad with me everywhere.  Used someone else’s computer, or called home on someone else’s land line.  Or sent a postcard.  My watch is something I never wear at home, but like to have with me when I’m away.  Never mind the time, it tells me what day it is.  And I never leave home for any length of time without carting along double the amount of prescription medication I’ll need, because you never know if the plane might crash on a desert island and I don’t want to be the first one to die because I didn’t have enough Synthroid with me.

What is one thing you love about being an adult?

I love everything about being an adult, except maybe for having to pay all the bills.  And figure out what spices to add to things.  Everything else is easy once you get those two things sorted out.

What item, that you don’t have already, would you most like to own?

I would most like to own a mansion full of servants.  Or a helicopter.  Since both of these are unlikely to materialize in my life, I’d settle for a big art studio in the Caribbean.

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

Well, here’s something I’m grateful for today!  There has been snow falling all around us, but somehow it missed depositing itself in our little town.  We’ve even seen some sunshine on an otherwise grey and overcast day.

I’m looking forward to casting my vote in the provincial election on the 5th of May.  Even though nothing is likely to change very much.  The PC’s have been in power since 1971.  That’s longer than my children have been alive.

As always, I’m grateful for my little art studio which is not in the Caribbean, and I’m happy to have lots of time to spend in it.  I’m grateful that I snuck this world sharing post in just under the wire before the next one is suddenly upon us.  One of the perks of being an adult is sauntering along to the beat of your own drum.

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Out Like a Lamb

imageHere’s to the last sunny Sunday morning in March.  This one went whooshing right on by.  But that’s okay, because I love Sunday afternoons too, no matter what month it is.

Normally I don’t miss three days in a row of putting my  scatter-brained thoughts out there for all the world to see, or ignore, or whatever it is that happens to them.  But when I do,  I have my reasons.  Not saying they’re good ones, but reasons are reasons.  So, on to the profound stuff.  Or the superficial.  Or the moderately sagacious.

1.  Work.  There will be an end to gainful employment for me very soon.  Hopefully in less than six months.   This lovely thought keeps me showing up, since I am able to see an end in sight at last.  Some days that feels like a lifetime away, especially when complete strangers sit down and proceed tell me the most bizarre shit imaginable.  I’m not sure what I do to encourage this.  I don’t think I do anything.  And yet people tell me things that happened to them from years ago right up to and including the past five minutes.  Things that are really none of my business.  So I don’t feel like I should share their information.  And when I come home with my head full of life stories that I never asked to hear,  I’m both physically and mentally exhausted.

2.  I hate the word SHOULD.  Also ought, duty, must, need, and maybe even do.  Because there’s many things waiting to be done and I don’t feel like doing any of them.  I don’t care if I should. And of course that’s a lie, otherwise I wouldn’t even mention it.  GUILT.  Another stupid word.

3.  We are dog-sitting for a week.  All of our grandchildren and their moms are off for a spring break holiday to the sunny south.  I don’t envy them the long overnight flights, but getting away from our cold non-spring-like weather will be a very nice break.  Really, having a dog here as an excuse for doing nothing is pretty lame.  He’s a good little dog.

4.  My I-Pad is evil.  Well maybe that’s a little harsh.  Let’s call it an angel of darkness.  I pick it up and I cannot put it down.  It is very portable.  It plays timba drums (often relentlessly)  when it has something to tell me or show me which may or may not be important.   It reminds me to play Candy Crush and Words with Friends.  It has Netflix.

5.  There are many books on my Kindle waiting to be read.   I purchase them faster than I read them.  One day I hope to get this all evened out.  Living long enough to do so would be nice.

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If this were true I would be disgustingly healthy. Or have a severe vitamin over-dose going on.  I comfort myself with the thought that there are worse addictions and many less relaxing ways to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon than drinking coffee and watching the sixth season of Psych.  Yes, I know, I have issues.  I promise I’ll think about them seriously some other time.  When exactly that might happen depends on how long I live, and possibly on how much coffee I am able to consume.

So what are you up to on your last Sunday in March?  If it’s more exciting than my day, I can’t say I’m too surprised.

Jazzy will be back tomorrow!  There, I’ve said it.  There’s no going back now.