Penguin Love Triangle : Day 88 #100daysofwriting

I went to a penguin rehab/sanctuary with a few friends today. (It's called Sancob). Besides being amazed at the facilities and learning that penguins swallow fish whole... I was struck by their love-lives.

So, they have one permanent resistant penguin who isn't an African Penguin like the others. I'm not going to Google her breed, but she has those long yellow eyebrows.

Anyway, the sanctuary tried to bring in a husband for her - cos penguins are all about life commitments - and they didn't click at all! Instead she fell in love with a married penguin and now stands outside his nest  declaring her love and pissing off his wife... yeah dude... it is way to close to home!

I hardly ever fall for the guy I'm supposed to love... It's always the unavailable and unsuitable. I don't think an arranged marriage would work for me either. I can't believe I'm just like that lonely penguin!

On a side note... we learned that a local wild penguin colony has a problem with infidelity... throw in rumours of homosexuality... oh and the only way to gender identify a penguin is with a blood test... I think we have the makings of a very indentifiable reality show on our hands.

I am starting to wonder if my spirit animal is a penguin...

Ritual Cleaning : Day 82 #100daysofwriting

Cold
Crisp
Clean
Wrinkled
Washed
White
Sheets without dreams
Beaten out
Churned
Rinsed away
Awaiting
Warmth
Tussled dream kicks
Reluctant sleepy heads
Late night conversation
And kitten feet

Why does my cat hate me? : Day 76 #100daysofwriting

This isn't a profound veterinary article, this is me lamenting Arizona's recent neglect of me.

It is cold. I am needy. She sleeps on a cushion next to my bed now instead of with me. Right this minute I can hear her calling for Brother. What did I do?

I was between smart phones for a week and didn't post any photos of her... could it be that?

I've fed, watered, scooped and stroked. I spent many hours in bed being snuggly. Yet I'm neglected.

I came home tonight needing love and she refused to greet me. She'd rather lurk out in the cold than in my warm embrace.

She is almost two years old, could this be teenage rebellion? She would rather hang with her cool uncle than with her old clingy mom? *weeping*

Maybe I should have listened when she said she didn't want to watch reruns of Cougar Town. I tried to explain that second season of Stalker wasn't out yet. Is there even a second season?

Short of rubbing catnip behind my ears... I'm at my wits end... and perhaps exaggerating greatly...

Arizona! Love me again!

Long Weekend, Toddler Style : Day 74 #100daysofwriting

 

I hope you can see the infographic clearly enough.

I've often said that part of me hasn't matured past toddler stage and I think I'm ok with that. Obviously I've worked hard to curb the tantrums, irresponsibility and immature thinking, but the fun bits remain.

 

I could totally hide in a blanket fort, snooze and eat pizza for a whole day. Arizona (my cat) loves to give me attention on the toilet. I'm a total cookie bandit and usually manage to weasel extra cookies. I derive joy out of a good grocery shop - especially a trolley full of fruit. Brother and Arizona are my captive audience when it comes to made up songs and impromptu dance performances in the kitchen. My mom applauds most of my creative endeavours (unless the poetry gets too dark and scary).

 

I tend to say NICE things to strangers about their appearances.   

 

On that note... I'm off for a nap, I hope I dream about pizza.

Biscuit Bandits : Day 60 #100daysofwriting

I have the privilege of a special connection with my friend's 3 year old daughter. We really are extremely silly together.

This morning we set off to hunt down the chocolate biscuits that are served with post-church coffee. We both have a penchant for these treats.

Alas we were too late, but I know they keep stock. Like a couple of seasoned con artists - Little One slipped into character with a pout, and I asked the team on duty if they didn't perhaps have an extra biscuit... Obviously I managed to wangle one for me too.

As we walked away from the counter, the following conversation goes down:

Little One: Why do they keep the biscuits in that drawer?

Me: You noticed that too?

Little One: (nods)

Me: So, here's the plan. You create a diversion and I grab the biscuits.

Little One: (giggles)

Me: So you grab your leg and say "Ow, ow, my leg" and then everyone will run to you. Then I can get to the biscuits.

For the record, we didn't go through with our caper. However, a little while later when someone spoke to her about biscuits...

Little One: I know where the biscuits are... In the drawer... I just hold me leg and say owowow

I should be ashamed that I'm a bad influence... But I'm really so proud.

Half asleep poet : day 44 #100daysofwriting

I really don't mind
That you're hard to find
It's all quite true
I love to search for you
But would it be kind
Would it be blind
If I decided that today
It's my turn to run away
Would you even follow?
Track me like a swallow?

Snuggle up for a story... Day 15 #100daysofwriting

Once upon a time, just around the corner... Lived an average looking princess... Who am I kidding? She was beautiful! Average-smaverage!

 

Where was I? Oh yes, the princess from around the corner. Well, her name was Bunny. What do you mean "that's not a princess name?" I'm telling the story here! How will I ever get to the dangerous bits if you keep interrupting?

 

So, one day, Bunny decided to go for a ride on her horse. Tired of constant monitoring, Bunny snuck off while the staff were watching Dr Phil at tea time. Bunny rode very quickly into the cover of dense woods at the edge of her sprawling garden.

 

Bunny had ridden in the woods many times before, but never alone. There was something magical about the woods that day. Maybe it was the sheer adrenaline of escaping, or maybe something was going on that day. Well, no need to keep you in suspense, there was a secret meeting happening in the woods...

 

Yes, a Teddy bears picnic!

 

Bunny had never seen living Teddies before and let out a gasp when she spotted them. The Teddies were way chilled though and invited Bunny to hang out. They even had an apple for the horse.

Now, Bunny lived a low carb lifestyle and could hardly control herself when she saw all the baked treats laid out. She started to pile her plate high with all sorts of cake and pie. The Teddies looked a little bit shocked and muttered to themselves. An elderly lady Teddy cleared her throat and said, "Bunny, we usually take one treat at a time as to ensure proper sharing." Bunny blushed.

 

"Tell us how you came to be in the woods alone," another Teddy asked. Bunny explained that she had stolen away for a ride. The Teddies muttered again.

 

The Teddies couldn't handle having someone so greedy and dishonest in their midst, so they ate her.

 

The End

 

"If you go into the woods today..."

Sneeze Louise! Day 12 #100daysofwriting

I really tend to be warm blooded but this winter is really messing with me. I swing from warm enough to frozen within minutes. When I arrived at work today I was quite warm enough in a sleeveless shirt. Everyone screamed at me and I let them feel my warm hands. Maybe they cursed me because within 20 minutes I was frozen, even with the addition of a cardigan and jacket.

I really pride myself in not getting cold as fast as everyone else. I get quite arrogant. I tell them to breathe deeply and to visualise heat radiating from their stomachs. I claim to be a Viking - we have Swedish ancestry, I have long incisors, I don't get cold.

Now I'm sneezing. My nose feels all tickled and sore. I'm tucked up in bed and ignoring all I'd said I'd do tonight. It is a cold Monday night after all!

I really hope my nose gets its act together, I refuse to be conquered!!!

The Louise bit? Well it rhymes... And it's my second name. Fancy that?

Good night! Keep healthy!

Elle #100creativedays Day 66

"I wrote his name
On a leaf
And dropped it down the well

I wrote your name
On my heart
And down that hole I fell

You wrote your name
On my skin
And your pride began to swell

You wrote her name
On your heart
And I wailed like a bell."

Sharon Paine 27.06.2014

Sleeping Beauties #100creativedays Day 46

Arizona and I had a lie in today, an afternoon nap too... And the theme was set for the day.

Squire went to watch Maleficent last night and left cryptic clues on Facebook, like "Goodnight Beastie". I went to watch it tonight and now get the reference.

Over coffee with a dear friend-slash-fan, I found out that Mac stock lipstick in "Maleficent Red" - yes please! Every girl needs a stunning red lipstick.

Squire decided that Arizona's name should change to Maleficent - maybe because she likes to wear black and is strangely misunderstood?

And last obscure reference for the day? My "online dating pseudonym" has Aurora in it because I feel like I'm asleep and waiting for true love's kiss.

OK, now the beauties need more sleep

xxx

PS: photo is our fail of a sleeping beauty selfie, instagram of course.

Silly Yoga Rhyme #100creativedays Day 13

"One breath
Up we go
Release it and down
Like so

Muscles stretch
And tension goes
And through my body
Love flows"

Yeah I finally got back on the yoga wagon and maaaan did it feel good. I could feel the stress melt away and a peace come over me :)

Live The Colourful Life?

I saw these two images online and decided that they needed to be joined...