Tuesday, December 20, 2011

It's nearly Christmas!

And before you could say, 'Could I have fries with that?' the year has knocked itself out and sprinted right to December. I won't bang on with lines like, 'Is it just me, or has the year gone really quickly?' cause I know that the older I get, the faster time flies and there's diddly squat I can do about that. 

It's been a big old year, far too much death for my liking (not that I have spoken about it here) but if everyone could stay alive, that would make me one happy camper. 

I haven't quite yet finished up for Christmas however, as I sold all social real estate this week, this is potentially going to be my last blog for the year.

And what better way to end it than with some pearlers from People of Walmart

First up we have some Japanese panda emos. Bless. 
As for our next fellow, I think Vegas has put out a Missing Persons Bulletin, they want him back!
And words escape me about this picture, I do want to whisper in her ear, 'Umm white is potentially not the most flattering colour when you don't have a tan..'
As for the snowed in convertible, I'm thinking that maybe the device that controls the roof broke. Either that, or it's stolen and been sitting there since October.
Thank you for coming and visiting during the year. And thank you, yet again, my lovely commenters. I hope you all have wonderful, SAFE, happy Christmases. 

And I'll be back in the new year!

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Goldilocks? Or Goldiseal?

Would you get a load of this wee fella ? My sister sent this to me. Wouldn't you love to come home to find him, snuggled on your sofa? (Fish breath withstanding).

Apparently, after a hard day at the office, Goldiseal made his entry via the cat door at Annette Soffer's home in Tauranga and took a wee kip on the sofa.

Apparently the cats and dog were not amused however, as any self respecting seal would do, our furry friend ignored them and promptly got himself the best seat on the sofa.

I like Goldiseal's style.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

When Less is More.

There's lots of things I like about Christmas. I suppose it's just the festivity of it all. It's also a real social full stop, 'We must catch up before Christmas'. Consequently, all social real estate has been sold this week.

However one thing that's guaranteed to extinguish my festive spirit is when retailers start telling you about it in October. I am happy to embrace Christmas in December but try telling me about it earlier and I'm wanting to lock Santa in a wardrobe whilst wagging my finger and telling him that that less is more.

I mean, would we appreciate the Franklin Road lights if they were on for three months a year? I live just around the corner and last year I spent a lot of December traipsing up and down the road looking at the amazing spectacle of it.




I think the thing that makes these lights even more special is that they're only on for the month of December, they're not trying to muscle into November or January and that's a good thing.

Christmas, I love it - in December.

Friday, December 09, 2011

Since it's Friday, it must be stupid animal video time...

Sometimes, not having opposable thumbs must be a real bitch.

Wednesday, December 07, 2011

Stop Press! Santa's bought a Prius!

Face it, it was inevitable really, Santa was always going to go green one day.

However it does render the reindeer are out of work. But fear not, turns out they're an enterprising bunch!
Don't you love those have the ability to turn a negative situation into a positive one?

Monday, December 05, 2011

Neglect!

Earlier in the year I was given an orchid.

Now, being about as competent at growing orchids as I would be hunting wilds pigs, I turned to the Oracle, Dr Google to see what he had to say in keeping orchids alive.

Apparently not much.

Hah! My specialty.

So I did exactly that and look what I woke up to yesterday morning.

Orchid flowers!
How cool are they ?

I have a whole new respect for orchids, not only are they a beautiful plant, but they're low maintenance.

I love a plant where doing very little can go a long way.