day twentyseven.

Me and my friends got creative for a fancy dress party. Look at the work of the staples. That tookk some time!

Oh we went as Jewell thieves!

day twentysix.

this is my friend family list that exists on their fridge. Made me chuckle.

day twentyfive.

Its my birthday! and i got this gorgeous quilt and lovely shoes :)

day twentyfour.

It's not finished so the nose is a bit off and needs a bit of work! But so far i'm quite pleased with it...... why not take a look...

Day twenty three.

Look at the colour of it!

Day twentytwo.

Now i'm not one for cutesy kittens and the a like but when i came across this i couldn't supress my Aaawwwww. And as it's love week feel free to make a valentines card from the image!

My cat polly in my sleeping in my fur.

Day twenty (whoo).

day nineteen.

Me and mates had a few. it was a great evening.

day eighteen.

my favorite film if it doesn't make you smile throughout then you are possibly a cyborg!

day seventeen.

Well today was to be full of artistic breakthroughs and be productive instead i just took some vaguely ok pictures of burning my own work and then tried to film birning my work and it was too wet to do so. Quite a frustrating day! However i have discovered what iphoto can do to some quite poor pictures and here is an example...

I'd like to say this is for a project i'm not a pyromaniac :)

day sixteen.

I managed like a fool! to lock myself out of the house. But after an hour of considering shimming up a drain pipe i managed to put my hand through the letter box and with some ninja finger action i got into my own house! i have no photo to prove this but at the time it wasn't my first port of call! However the actual moment of entry i was very happy :)

day fifteen

today i fixed the vacuum cleaner after a day of weeping at it. I have never been so happy to see dust sweeping round a plastic chamber:)

Day Fourteen.

Finally i got some batteries for my lovely new camera and took this photo.....

Yarcombe may be boring but it can be very pretty. Like leona lewis.

Dat thirteen

I bought this dvd the other day and i have to say. i love it :) And i highly recommend it.

Day twelve.

Today i have to say has been a trying day all i am going to say is Mr DYSON better watch his step as he may meet his death in a freak fluff/dust "accident" . So after getting semi hysterical over a cleaning implement i decided to visit my local town called Chard where every single stereotype of the south west exists with an added weird brazilian influence. Very good for custard tarts. Anyway as i taking my venom out on the world by throwing innocent people looks that could curdle a cow's face i came across this........

Which cured me of any vacuum angst and i promptly bought £5 worth of sweets.

Day eleven

I came up with a really poor joke but i am quite tickled with it.

What do you call a psychologically conditioned pudding?

A Pavlova.

I also did a proper day of college work today something that i shouldn't be proud of ....but i am :D

Day ten.

I did this yesterday and it is all from my head which i'm rather proud of :) did take four hours of my life........

day nine>

So i've finally got to college. Yay! Found out my personal statement is A-ok and its my mums birthday so all in all been a good 'un. Plus i have this lot to read.....

with a cup of tea... bliss.

Please no judgement :D

Day eight

Now i've had to delve in my archive as i am pretty much house bound! and running out things that i can be positive about. Gah. But how can you be negative knowing like i have that i have been to the cardiff and the exhibition of doctor who and been this................> close to captain jack's coat and david tennant's trousers :D it was a very good day.

day seven. part two.

i did end up baking more scones cheese and normal. But i also did this montage of flamingos.

Day seven. part one.. i know gripping!

Gah! Being human and to my mind the best vampire show/film around :D. No sparkling stopping vampires here. I also in the grips of a baking addiction and will be trying to make cheese scones, i will post the pictures as evidence.

day six.

Today i have to admit it hasn't been the best. Accidently killing a small bird whilst trying to save it from my two cats didn't set me up for a very good day!

However i did bake some some rather nice scones :D

I do feel bad about the bird though :(

Day five.

what more could you ever need?

Day four.

my internet is too slow for uploading photos! darn snow! fortunately looking this photo gives me a smile so just imagine a picture of a black and white cat rolling around like 50's film star and you have todays contribution.

Day three.

The snow is a nuisance but so pretty. A bit like Fern cotton.....

Day Two.

Here is Something i'm rather proud of. This is leftover soup we had roasted vegetables left over and chicken gravy. I blended them together with some water to make it more soup like then i put some milk in and seasoning and viola! A butternut squash,parsnip and chicken soup perfect for this near Arctic conditions. I feel like Nigella but without the overtly sexual mannerisms.

This whichery called blog

Alright!

Yes i have succumbed to the youth culture of bloggin' but then again if your reading this so have you. So shall we have a blog armistice and not judge each other. Yes? Goodo! Well I'm currently suffering form a cold which i have no one to blame but myself as it induced by wet trousers from my washing up job and then scampering round in the minus c weather trying to de ice my car. I feel this should be an excuse for my awful grammar ect but really i didn't think that people could catch cold like that any more i thought surely only sickly Dickens-ion characters called Charlotte retire to their beds with a chill but i have found out the hard way that a cold can lurk in wet trousers. Anywho i know that you who are reading this ( thank you bored friends!) are not interested in my wet trousers so i shall discuss something that maybe sit down and think. I know a rather rare occasion so i'm going to revel in it. Why do girls write their phone numbers in public toilets? I don't know about the mens please comment if this is a similar scenario. But i don't know what could be achieved from this? Having someone randomly ring you and go"Urm Hi i saw you childish scrawl whilst having a crafty number two. Fancy meeting up?".

I mean it can't be for meeting gentlemen i mean its the ladies and even if you wanted to meet a life partner would you really want it to be through the medium of bored toilet activity? Of course i could be incredibly naive and it could be lady of the night antics but again do you really want bathroom perverts? These things do puzzle me. If you do know why people do this please tell me as i've tried looking at it from every angle and i'm still confused. Well thats all thats in my noggin at the moment. Cheers for reading if you got this far :D well done for indulging slightly whimsical geek x