In Which I Almost Got Religion

I usually go to the city centre to buy a salad or a sandwich for lunch and there are days when it's completely void of human life - just the nasty pigeons. And.... the people asking/begging you to set up a monthly direct debit to support just their charity as the "others are also doing good but ours is remarkably good!"

Some don't even respect the fact that you're faking a phone conversation! I mean, how rude is that? They come up really close [Hellooo? personal space, anyone?] and if it was allowed they'd take your card details without asking. Fuckers.

The very truthful excuse "I'm sorry, I'm on my lunch and I have to get back soon" doesn't really do it either. Then there are the more imaginative ones when trying to get your attention; "Hello, lady with the lovely shoes/handbag/pretty blonde hair/blue eyes" If you've got it, it's the best thing ever!

Whatever happened to the little "cups" that you could put spare change in? They used to be grateful for whatever you had but not any-more" No siree - they want your account details for a monthly "donation"!

When I can't help myself, I stop and have a chat with them I usually use my no.1 excuse. It's brilliant and you're more than welcome to use it:
"This sounds very interesting! Do you have a website I can look at the details? I try to rotate the charities I donate to on a 6 month basis and this sounds like something I'd like to donate to when it's time to swap."
Of course, it won't happen. If I wanted to donate to a particular charity, I would, and this without being hassled.

But today! Today I saw something that I would have donated all my money to. And my clothes as well! These guys, however, were not out to get money donations. They wanted my soul. They were mormons and may God forgive me but I thought hardcore mormons would be... erm ...unattractive.

Holy Shit! They were gorgeous! Model material. And despite their crisp and sharp suits, or maybe due to?, I just wanted to rip all their clothes off and devour them in a very un-Christian manner. Right then and there. On top of their Book of Mormon and everything. All 3 at once. And had they asked me if I wanted to join I would have said "hell yeah!" and followed them to Salt Lake City, Utah and wear whatever kind of attire they put before me.

No, not really, as I am a betrothed woman, but Jiiiiizes - them boys were mighty fine!


*The calendar doesn't do these particular boys full justice but you get the picture.

In Which There Is Talent

... but please, please please!! Do not let Susan Boyle win! She is NOT that good.

Aidan Davis is fan-bloody-tastic!

Stavros Flatley is brilliant!

Diversity is "flawless"!

Please vote for Aidan Davis - he is so much better than last year's winner, George Sampson, and a lot cuter!

In Which I Am Nesting?

I don't know if I've written about it before but I have become obsessed with flower and flower arrangements. I love the idea of creating these massive works of art, I've saved loads of pictures of various arrangements and know the exact occasion for when to make them. It's not something entirely new - I've always loved flowers and making nice bouquets but only for a private use.

Then there's the thing about interior decorating... Jeez. I have set ups for a huge range of rooms, depending on size, which way the windows are (east, west etc), type of property.

Which has made me plan for the day when Boyfriend and I have a house and I can, finally, buy a sewing machine and make all the things I want to make. Mind you, no clothes - apart from these cute little children's clothes I have patterns for.

So am I nesting? It's called planning and I want to be prepared for when I can make use of my planning and "want".

Anyway, Sex in the City is on. For 1,5hrs! I used to love it. Then I got bored and stopped watching it, for years. Then I watched the movie at the cinema. Bought the dvd, watched the dvd loads of times (Charlotte pooping her pants is hilarious) and now I am back on it again. Charlotte just got married to Twin Peaks' "Agent Cooper" aka Trey "limp dick".

In Which 3 Hours Makes A Difference

I won the lottery at work and was allowed to leave 3 hours earlier today!!
It may not seem like an awful lot
but it meant the world to me
to add a little bit more time to the weekend.

In Which I'm Still on the Subject of Dan Brown

A rainy day. A good day. Parcel from Amazon waiting for me after work. Books. Because I have so much space to spare...

And I have heard a lot about Dan Shit-Author Brown's film Angel & Demons. Apparently quite good. Really? Better than the Da Vinci Code or worse? It'd be difficult to be worse and easy to be better. Am I too cynical? Can Tom Hanks really take it any further? Do I want to spend money and time to watch a "straight to TV", Hallmark kind of film?

I am, however, quite keen to watch Star Trek and Is Anybody There. We will probably buy the latter but I do want to see Star Trek on the big screen.

Anyhow - Boyfriend's out celebrating B's birthday. I am watching Star Trek Deep Space Nine which I borrowed of a guy at work. It hasn't started off too badly... although there are a lot of episodes.

and on that note:

Tomorrow's FRIDAY!!

Beautiful Greta Garbo

In Which There Is Book Snobbery

I must say that I cannot understand the hysteria related to the movie Angels & Demons, based on Dan Brown's book. Dan Brown is a shit author. Seriously.

I did read The Da Vinci Code and though it was entertaining-ish, it was not very well written - if you know what I mean. But hey, who am I to judge? He's got his books published so there's got to be something, right? So I thought I'd give Dan Brown another go and promptly bought Digital Fortress - it was worse than finding catshit in your muesli. I suffered the whole way through and left the book on the train as I did not want to be seen carrying it. I'm surprised it wasn't blown to pieces by the Security at the trainstation.

I doubt Angels & Demons will be any good and I really do hope that people will se through the hype and just don't bother buying any of his books. But I should say that Boyfriend and I do plan to buy at least one and that book will be used to threaten our [future] children with if they don't behave.

Us: "If you don't behave you will have to go to your room and read Dan Brown!"
Child: "Aaaw Mooooom! Not Dan Brown!! Pleeeeease Dad, I was enjoying Franz Kafka."

or something like that...

All I know is that Dan Brown is shit - and not the good kind.

In Which I Am Waiting

It's been 1 month and 1 day since I ordered "it"* and it has not yet arrived. I'm eagerly awaiting "its" arrival. I really cannot wait.

Anyway, things are moving along in the "Ems in the UK"-world. I feel a little bit more settled at the same time as I am more keen than ever to move home. The moving home part stems from my frustration of not being able to find a nice house that isn't ridiculously expensive and only sports a stamp-sized garden and a tiny useless kitchen. But we're getting there...

Boyfriend's buggered off to the Psych ward - someone needed some medication or assessment or whatever. I might as well stay up and wait for him as I find it difficult to sleep without him there. Silly but true.

On the book front things are also moving on (please do not check my book blog as I haven't updated it with the 143 books I've read since my last review - I've kept count!) The charity shops are fantastic! £1 for a book as good as new!! Miss Credit Crunch, that's me!

And while we're on the money saving subject; here's how difficult life has become for some uf us, according to overheardinnewyork.com

Rich teen: I asked my mom to go to Louis Vuitton with me this weekend and she was like, "we're in a recession, let's go to Dolce."


Ta ta!


*"It" is not in anyway related to pregnancy, menstrual cycles, babies or anything remotely similar. I am just fat.

In Which It Is Spring

I found this picture in my local newspaper (Sweden). They've started to let the cows out and being a farmer's daughter it brings fond memories when we had cows and it was time to let ours out. They went absolutely crazy, and who wouldn't after spending all winter inside?

Isn't she gorgeous??

And as for myself. This is exactly the kind of leap I had the urge to do when at work a couple of days ago. The only difference is that mine would have been out the window. But what the heck - it's springtime and it is a lovely time to be me so I'll stick around for a wee bit longer as it is only work that sucks. The rest is frighteningly good. *cow jump*