Cup Stacking Part 2

And this is cup stacking in action....listen to the clatter:)

Jane

Weekend Snapshot

Well, didn't manage to get to the PC all weekend due to a combination of tiredness from the week; and you need to form a queue to get near the pc in our house, and somehow I didn't get to first place....so on a Monday here is what we got up to at the weekend......

Hats......there is nothing quite like dressing up in hats with your best friend....trying on too much make up and then tottering around in heels....a perfect start to the weekend. As I type this though I wonder at what age do you stop being girly and messing around with outfits? I reckon next time we visit Em we should do a hunt through each others wardrobe and see what we can find....:)
Then I thought I would share with you the addiction that is currently in our house. It goes like this:

For those of you who don't know this is the art of cup stacking. It's all about the time...the critical count on the stop watch starts it off...then you get the cups, stack them up, and then stack them down. The sound of the cups on the granite permanently resonates round our house, as I am typing this now I can hear the cups clattering together again . Its an addiction against the clock, of doing something so simple but so frustrating.
I think I may shortly dream the noise in my sleep, but its better than hours of Xbox, and the current record is 12.3 seconds- only got to lose 8 seconds to be near the world record....
So a weekend of hats and cups was had; with a small adventure of finding a live mouse in the rabbit food, but I'll save that one for another day, except to say no one wants to feed the rabbit:)

Jane

saturday snapshot

frosty sunshine day. some things planned. some things not planned. lovely.

 

 

 

Emma

vogue

anyone who knows me, anyone who ever sets foot in my house or stays in my spare room will always end up having a conversation with me about vogue magazine. why? well i've never thrown out a copy i have bought. ever. since 1989. the book shelves in my spare room groan under the weight. my living room is currently home to a stack that is taller than my 20 month old nephew. and he's tall for his age. 

this week i was given a belated christmas present. it's perfect for me.

a calender from vogue. the photos are black and white. i love it.  

it now sits on the shelf in my lounge. 

i will have new pictures every week. why? 

it's a tear off calender.

and the best part?

they are postcards. 

so watch out friends. snail mail is about to get interesting. the first one will have to go to clark and jamie to say a huge thank you. little did jane know but i am armed and up for the challenge she set down. cards or postcards, care to join in?

Emma

Sunday afternoon

It's been a bit of a mixed weekend, one of those weekends where lots of jobs get done that you never have time for in the week. This includes clearing out old clothes and taking bags to the Charity shop, attacking the growing pile of paperwork and moving the old, empty wine bottles. All stuff that is productive, and noble, but not particularly inspiring.
This afternoon I had a spare hour, so sat down to tackle another of those outstanding jobs, writing cards to people you need to catch up with, and would appreciate a card through their door.
I put some music on (Ed Sherian is perfect for this task) and sat down to write. It is a long time since I have written letters, and I had forgotten how long it takes. In yet there was something strangely satisfying about selecting a suitable card, and putting pen to paper. As well as a tick off the list, it was knowing that it would bring a smile to the person who would receive the envelope through their door, of doing something nice for someone.
So here is my challenge, (inspired by the lady who has made a cake every day for the last 9 months and given it to someone to make their day) (how does she do that?) anyway I divert....maybe we should all start seeing if we can send a card to someone each week, and bringing something good into their day, a glimmer amongst the weekly junk mail and bills that land on our doorstep.  Are you up for the task? All cards gratefully received......(and the postman will be happy too:))

Jane

time

today i woke early. very early. thankfully it is the weekend. i lulled myself back to sleep. safe in the knowledge that no alarm needed to be set. ultimately i got up very late. today i have been running to catch up. something as simple as sleeping late got me thinking about time. time is short. but can feel long. time. it's easy to waste it. take it for granted. imagine you have lots of it. but do we? if we knew, would we live life differently? 


on new years eve i was with friends at a house party. we had jools hollands hootenanny on to bring in midnight. one of the artists performing was cyndi lauper. she looked fantastic. (work has been done). she performed her hit girls just want to have fun. i was reminded as i listened that i didn't buy that single but i did buy time after time which is my favourite track of hers. i found it on youtube. i don't remember this video at all. do you?

Emma

sunshine on a cold day

today has been a productive day. lots of items ticked off the to do list. today i have noticed the weather a lot. this morning the fog was thick. but the afternoon gave way to sunshine. a rare commodity in january. even if the cold front is arriving this weekend. today reminded me of a day i spent in windsor with rachel. the sun was so low we had to wear sunglasses. i can't remember another time when i have worn sunglasses on 2 january. driving back to her house we drove through the great park. this picture was taken then. hibernation may have been delayed so far this year but there is no doubt i will need to be reminded of it come the middle of february. drink it in.


Emma