Damn you Mr Stump

Here's kinda how the other afternoon went.

PROGRESSION from "meh" to obsessive love of a song:
I was listening to new music I got. This song plays.
"Hey isn't this Patrick Stump from Fallout Boy?"

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I have always loved his voice, but gave a song or two a listen from his solo album and didn't fall in love. I'd resigned myself to officially missing Fallout Boy and my ridiculous twenties. Now this song at first was the same... till something hooked me. I hit replay and listened to the words & they're great.
"Oh nostalgia, I don't need you anymore
'Cause the salad days are over and the meat is at my door"

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Then i started thinking about my little sister and how much fun we would have singing this song if she were stuck in traffic with me right then. I started thinking about how the words apply to some of the crap she's had to go through over these last few years and how she's still managed to be one of the most compassionate and caring people I know. (& no that doesn't make her any less bad ass for those that know her...)

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So I Soundtrack the song and that sister posts the video of the song.
Damn you Mr Stump and the director of your music video for being so clever. When that dog runs and jumps that hurdle...


= I have no choice but to <3 it. I'm done for.

oh yes! And I've also realised I really need to get round to developing a youtube worthy skill.

Pinterest Predictions

Some people see signs in everything. Some people are also completely paranoid and delusional... but I like to think that you can be a more positive version within the delusional bracket too. That surely can't be too bad a thing to be can it?

Well I hope so... I don't always like to think of myself as totally batty. 

As it is, I already try to reign myself in when it comes to "seeing things". The problem starts because it's actually quite a comforting thing to do. 

THIS was a particularly rough Monday. 

THESE are the signs and advice that let me know it'll all be OK. 

Sometimes being a little crazy and taking comfort from signs that the Internet sends you is a fine way to be.

Source: iwantthat.co.za via Keyna on Pinterest

(SIDE NOTE: Also, my mom really did sing this to me all the time! I've always been that little bit awful at handling unexpected things life has thrown at me. :) Must be why I'm always being given so much to practise on...)

Tip Tap Tops

This Saturday past, Miss J and I took to the stage once more and wowed our adoring fans.

Translation: We took part in a dance show, with a bunch of 7-11yr olds and my mum clapped for us.

(I take the "make a fool of yourself" part of the quote below very seriously)

About a year and a half ago now, "Ginny" (new blog/nickname) bought my sister a tap lesson for a birthday present and convinced a few of us to join.  I've been happily tapping and living out my daydreams with an invisible Gene Kelly ever since.

So this is a post of thanks to her for her mad ideas which always end up being fun, and a shout out to all the rest of you out there who don't give a hoot what people think of you. Nerds and geeks might not all necessarily rule the world like the 90's told us we might, but you sure end up a bit happier at the end of the day.

These gems just look like they should have taps on them don't they?! I spotted them via Pinterest - my latest vice. Go look and get hooked!

Had I been immortal...

Had I been immortal I think I would have definitely tried to save all my outfits and made this video!
(also forEVER would have given me time to actually learn these moves... ) In my head all this stuff really happens.

As Diamonds and Dust says on her blog "I can’t stop watching it."
Agreed!

Happy Anniversary X

Here you go... (not that you read my blog :P but just in case you stumble across this my love) THIS is our new unromantic and at the same time romantic song.

And don't judge it on the bad youtube vid. It was unfortunately the only one I could find that wasn't MUCH worse. Find it on your playlist ;)

You are the hole in my head

I am the pain in your neck
You are the lump in my throat
I am the aching in your heart
We are tangled
We are stolen
We are living where things are hidden

You are something in my eye
And I am the shiver down your spine
You are on the lick of my lips
And I am on the tip of your tongue
We are tangled
We are stolen
We are buried up to our necks in sand

We are luck
We are ]fate
We are the feeling you get in the golden state
We are love
We are hate
We are the feeling I get when you walk away….
Walk away

Well you are the dream in my nightmare
I am that falling sensation
You are not needles and pills
I am your hangover morning
We are tangled
We are stolen
We are living where things are hidden

We are luck
We are fate
We are the feeling you get in the golden state
We are love
We are hate
We are the feeling I get when you walk away
Walk away
Walk away

You are the hole in my head
You are the pain in your neck
You are the lump in my throat
I am the aching in your heart

P.S

Thanks for my breakfasts!

Pandamonium

As Swiss Miss says "there are some serious Panda Loving People out there", and my mum is certainly one of them.

I don't know too many women who'd buy a box of cereal just because they're called panda puffs (or whatever) just because of the name and picture. Good thing my cat seems to love them because none of the humans in our house have been lured into trying them yet.

I found this cutie and thought about how cool it would have been back in the day for the playschool that my mum used to run. Of course ipods would have needed to have been invented 15 or so years earlier as well, but hey, if time travel existed then this would have been the perfect gift!

Panda Pal

panda-monium |ˌpandəˈmōnēəm|
noun
wild and noisy disorder or confusion; uproar : but with cuteness
Panda-monium broke out at the playschool

;) look at me playing with words...

SEVERELY addicted to design, craft, tech, film, music and the wwworld

If the small blurb beneath the blog title wasn't enough and you've found yourself curiously clicking it... then here you are! You have reached a page containing a little bit more about me.

Currently I'm a self confessed web addict, who's found herself in the world of magazine publishing while she sits daydreaming about how, perhaps, she really should have studied programming and all things interwebs.
This is, of course, till I realise that I'm relatively good at my job, and that I should truly be grateful for what I have, before I turn another love into a career and possibly, "the daily grind".

When this blog first started, it was more a way for me to write about things that happened in my days. More of an online journal since my actual physical journals were starting to leave little space in my cupboards for clothes. Somewhere along the lines it morphed into a way for me to hoard images, stories, projects and people I found interesting and make little comments about what I've found so that I can always have a quick way to find them again and remind myself of how much I enjoyed them.
Leaning one way always feels a bit self indulgent and a little uncomfortable, and the other leaves me feeling a little silly just dishing out opinions if I never really share who I am and what I do...
For the future, the goal will be trying to strike a balance between these two.

Wish me luck! We'll both need it since I wouldn't want to chase any of you away or myself grow bored of what I'm doing :)

Nice to meet you!