No sooner was it summer then fall then winter and here it is spring again. I'm actually getting a bit dizzy. My flowers are blooming and it's still winter.
People are walking around in shorts and tank tops and it's only February 20th.
I'm feeling blurry around the edges.
I watched the Canadians beat the USA in Women's Hockey today. It was weird. There were 3 minutes left of regulation play and the USA was up 2 to Zip. There was sort of a time warp thing happening, I'm sure. Canada tied the game and went on to win it in overtime. Strange.
I have never in my life followed hockey. Now I cannot get enough of it. I LOVE HOCKEY all at once. I want to go to San Jose and watch the Sharks play. I want to dye my hair red and get a tattoo. I want to buy a tortoise. Something is off.
There is chaos everyplace I turn.
You might want to go visit that lovely OCD girl, Nicky, at We Work For Cheese to see what she and some others think about chaos.
Oh my, your life is fraught with chaos...and how hockey. You might want to reconsider the tattoo.
ReplyDeleteUm....I hope they have a pill for that. ;)
ReplyDeleteOK I obviously don't know enough about hockey because i don't get why you want to buy a tortoise! But it sounds like a cool thing to do ha ha!
ReplyDeleteYup - life is pretty chaotic on the whole! We've gone back into winter after a spring-like few months...
ReplyDeleteYou lost me after you mentioned flowers blooming.
ReplyDeleteI don't know about you with red hair...you'll probably have to buy a whole lot of new shoes. :)
ReplyDeleteLoving hockey? You are now officially a Montrealer. :-)
ReplyDeleteYou had me at "the Canadians beat the USA in Women's Hockey today".
ReplyDeleteIf you could please pass the spring puck this way I'd appreciate it my friend! (-:
ReplyDeleteHockey is the thing with pucks right?
Pucks are part of it, Mrs.B. But there is also the plucky players who are skilled and determined and such a treat to watch! Try it! You may love it too!
ReplyDeleteAnd the French girls were my favorites, Nicky! What a game!
ReplyDeleteAnd new clothes! You can't just go from blond to red without wardrobe changes. Do you have a blog? I'd love to visit you if so. I like your style!
ReplyDeleteMy sun drenched back yard is in full bloom. I know. Weird.
ReplyDeleteI really have not experienced such strange weather in my life, Fiona!
ReplyDeleteMaybe I could just get a tortoise tattoo! Except tattoos involve needles and I don't do needles.
ReplyDeleteI have a call in for my doc right now.
ReplyDeleteYou're probably right about the tattoo.
ReplyDeleteThose Canadian girls are a feisty crew, aren't they? What a joy to watch them never give up and play their hearts out! Well done!!!!
ReplyDeleteIf I saw flowers blooming I would be horribly confused. Our snow just melted in the last two days.
ReplyDeleteCheryl, it is about 72 degrees F here today. We are in a serious drought. But everything is in bloom. It's like sumer in February!
ReplyDeleteI am totally jealous!! I don't know what our total snowfall here in Kansas City has been this season but there has been a lot. Up until 2 days ago, I still had piles of it at the curb.
ReplyDeleteI hate snow and ice. When people talk about 4 seasons, I really don't know why anybody would want that! Fall and Spring, sure. But freezing or deadly hot? Who really likes that?
ReplyDelete"There is chaos everyplace I turn." - Same here, woman. Same, here.
ReplyDeleteAnd I really like that out-of-focus picture of you. It's very inviting.
I know what you mean, Sweetheart! I thought the photo was kind of "artsy"!
ReplyDeleteIt really IS "artsy!" - YAY I'm glad you get what I was saying!
ReplyDeletePlease don't dye your hair red. Please. For some strange reason, I am strangely attracted to this blurred photo of you. Something is off.
ReplyDeleteMalisa, again! I love you. And that blurry photo is just how I feel some days!
ReplyDeleteI'm with Malisa on this one... no bright red hair! Please! And the blurred photo... exquisite!
ReplyDeleteThis is my version of Robin Thicke's "Blurred Line" and I like it too!
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