Charming

The house I wish to live in -    
older
quaint
cozy
comfortable
charming.






tidy
pretty
solid
loved.




Image of Woods, birds, twittering, animal sound
It will be -
and feel like
a
home.

i'm a little teapot

i'm a little teapot

feeling low down.

here is my cracked lid

here is my frown.

when i get all pissed off

swearing abounds.

best tip me over 

and

smash me to the ground.

bestest TV show theme song!

bestest.



in my humble.

I especially like 'going through' the sparkly starry ring of one of the planets. This takes place between the credit line for Tim Russ (as Tuvok) and Jeri Ryan (as Seven of Nine). Oooooooh! Cheap Thrills!!!!

The only thing not quite right about the opening theme is this.

Even so, I forgive the creators of the show for this tiniest of itty bitty infractions.
One must allow for artistic license, particularly when the spaceship sound effects add so much to the musical fanfare (as well as to the aforementioned slipping through the sparkly starry ring).

Granted, there are some truly great television theme songs out there.
I could research/name/link to a good many now, but i'm a bit preoccupied with listening to this theme song over and over and over again...

I shamelessly confess to being a StarTrek fan, Voyager being my hands-down fave of the five (not counting the animated) ST television series. TNG runs a very close second to Voyager.

The original Star Trek, in all its tacky glory - will always hold a secure and warm place in my heart.

DS 9 (which my DollinkYoungerBrother refers to as DeepShit 9) failed to engage me (though I did watch it). I just couldn't fathom being stranded on the big space station, even though it was close-by to a wormhole (which allowed for some promise of access to other places). Plus, it was awfully dark on that space station. Too mole-like an existence for me.
(given the understanding that, more than a mere spectator, I live and work vicariously amongst the crew on any given ST, so living conditions must suit my aesthetics)


Enterprise had no chance in hell or space of keeping hold of me (starting with the deplorable choice of opening music) as a regular viewer. It just never made the cut (for me). I confess to watching the first few episodes to catch a glimpse of the captain's pet dog beagle, Porthos. Unfortunately, Prada, the poor little beagle on the first season of Enterprise, must have taken Expressionless 101, method acting lessons from Steven Seagal...

Now, back to that Voyager theme song. For foaming-at-the-mouth enthusiasts, here's an extended version.

the jury is in

based on hard evidence -
the jury has determined -
that i am -
indeed -

a hoarder.

as many of you regular readers this blog know --- around here, merge n' purge is the name of the home reorganization game.
this week, i've been pulling even more stuff out of closets/drawers/cabinets --
and been finding myself knee deep. quite.

the majority of these items are things that i have been saving, storing, and have mostly forgotten about over time.
the reality is that i just don't use most of it.
and haven't
for
yes, over a year
and probably won't be incorporating these things anytime too soon
into my everyday living.

there is an awful lot of this stuff.
accumulated over the decades
and
kept
for one good reason or another.
stashed nice and tidy-like.

TIDY-LIKE.

can a hoarder be tidy?

i think yes.
because here i am, tidy as all get out - yet there is this superfluity.

as it is, life in and of itself is already quite full and keeps us pretty busy.
we have love, joy, pain, struggle, elation. and lots more.

then there is stuff.
some of us also have an abundance of it.
material things that accumulate.
we take care of our stuff, cleaning it, repairing it, using it, not using it.
storing, organizing and reorganizing it.
endlessly shifting it about in our homes.

i like my stuff, but after a while, the maintenance of it takes more time and energy than i have to devote to it.
at this point, My Stuff gets to be known as Too Much Stuff.
if Too Much Stuff starts to drag all the livin' down in my day, it's time to move it forward.
which i've been doing.

yet not making much of a dent.

am i a hoarder, albeit a tidy one?

GUILTY
AS
SUSPECTED!

favorite color

for the longest time, my fave color was red. deep dark rich red.
then blue became my favorite.
the next favored color was green. first, a desaturated comfortable passive green. after that, i enjoyed looking at anything in a bright fresh energetic leafy green.

now i think my favorite color is back to being blue.
maybe.
most of the garments i knit are some shade of blue.
many of my dresses are blue. except for all the ones that are black and white.

i like blue yarn. i feel good when i wear blue.
bright blue. purplish blue.
cool blues.
why?
because they are just that.
cool.