adventure!
Being an adult is tiring. *yawns* Singing Wren feels all tuckered out.
Spent all day in sexy boots boutiquing with brother and Brian. Got many compliments on how I looked (I find it fun to dressy fashionably when going downtowning!) and felt generally excited to be tromping around in the gorgeous March-like weather. I was thoroughly delighted by everywhere we went, with my favourites being Pangaea, Spiral Light, Sitwell's, and an African shop. Clifton is dirty but charming. A lot like my feet, huh? ;)
Anyway, as shy and spoiled as it makes me feel to say, the point of the trip was for Gio and Brian to buy me a Christmas present downtown. They wanted me to try on clothes, find awesome decorations, etc, etc, and I loved it. It was so exciting to know I could have virtually anything I wanted so long as it was not ridiculously priced. At first I picked out two tiny gifts because I felt shy and because Gio really wanted to get them, which means I wound up with CUDDLY lack mittens and a turtle figurine that holds onto flower pots. Normally flower pot ornaments are tacky, but this turtle and its baby are obscenely obscenely cute... wow. So happy. They alone would have been enough.
But we continued to shop and picked up presents for others along the way. We had delicious coffee, ran a few errands, got cookies at the Mediterranean place. And towards the end I found the two coolest Christmas presents ever: gorgeous and vibrantly colourful cloth art from Africa! John and Brian bought me TWO of them and they were expensive, but they were also fairly priced considering that they were hand dyed in AFRICA. They are each about a foot tall and three or so wide, with one being radiant cerulean and one being emerald green. Each is very dark along the edges and fades to a brilliant colour in the middle, where attractively abstract African musicians, dancers, and women carrying baskets on their hand parade in a couple of contrasting colours. They aren't so riotously colourful as to be obnoxious (each tapestry only has about three different colours in it), but they are radiant. And beautiful. And much cooler than a surfer poster.
I also bought for me a new Chinese lantern that I can alternate with the white one I have up now, this one a pretty sky blue with flowing orange carp and water lilly blossoms all over it. I then bought a crystal that can only be described as glorious to hang from it and reflect the light, a cool faerie-ish idea that will be right at home in my room. Maybe I'll add other charms to it later. I figure that I lead a magical life and therefore should ahve a magical room. The 22 dollars the whole affair cost me was intense but totally worth it... after all, my Christmas shopping is virtually completed and this thing will make me happy for years to come. :)
So anyway, yes, I am dazzled and spoiled. I can't wait to go re-decorate my room tomorrow. Hopefully I'll revive. :P Today was a very full day; in addition to hours of shopping I did favours for my parents, got into a draining but also important adult conversation with John and Brian, vented a lot, shared ginseng tea and fresh pears, gripped the steering wheel too hard on the stressful commute home until this "Going Through Hell" country song I totally love came on the radio and made me relax, and then went down to B's go to exchange Christmas presents. She loved the ocean-themed candle-holder I gave her and is going to put it on her altar, which flatters me so much and makes me very happy. She gave ME an extremely colourful Hello Kitty calendar that is downright excellent, albeit a bit embarrsing because Hello Kitty and I actually *do* dress alike more often than you'd think. XD And the calendar came with stickers.. hee hee, so fun.
Phew, and this was quite an entry... I think I ramble a lot more on LJ when home because A) I have no one else to talk to and B) if I express joy or excitement around my mom she gets impatient and tells me to please quiet/slow/dim down or go away because I am stressing her out. That's probably why I am so eager and fierce about venting and expressing emotion (both good and bad) with my friends, now that I think about it... I am so used to being cut off or turned away that I spill out my stories or feelings relentlessly in the hopes of getting as much across as I can before I am told that my excitement is annoying. Kind of sucks for you guys, sorry, but I've not really figured out how to help that yet.
*huge yawn*
But anyway my dirty feet hurt and I am incredibly exhausted... I got only one hour of sleep last night, and that was occupied by some sort of unsettling dream involving me attempting to unearth pieces of a wooden shipwrek or something from a cold ocean bay for an archaeology project. Should have been cool, but it was stressful because nobody else really cared about our upcoming deadline and instead just seemed ot want to seduce each other. I'm a big supporter of seduction, but we were in cold, dark, dangerous waters and we had a mission to complete. The weather became spring, gentle rains fell, and we all wore white... and a very beautiful man had his eyes on me. But the mission was urgent and all I felt was stress and annoyance that everybody else was too self-involved to care about the mystery of what lay below.
I woke up to a cat howling outside, a hideous ape-like sound that for some reason set my heart hammering hard.
Hopefully tonight I will sleep better.
Spent all day in sexy boots boutiquing with brother and Brian. Got many compliments on how I looked (I find it fun to dressy fashionably when going downtowning!) and felt generally excited to be tromping around in the gorgeous March-like weather. I was thoroughly delighted by everywhere we went, with my favourites being Pangaea, Spiral Light, Sitwell's, and an African shop. Clifton is dirty but charming. A lot like my feet, huh? ;)
Anyway, as shy and spoiled as it makes me feel to say, the point of the trip was for Gio and Brian to buy me a Christmas present downtown. They wanted me to try on clothes, find awesome decorations, etc, etc, and I loved it. It was so exciting to know I could have virtually anything I wanted so long as it was not ridiculously priced. At first I picked out two tiny gifts because I felt shy and because Gio really wanted to get them, which means I wound up with CUDDLY lack mittens and a turtle figurine that holds onto flower pots. Normally flower pot ornaments are tacky, but this turtle and its baby are obscenely obscenely cute... wow. So happy. They alone would have been enough.
But we continued to shop and picked up presents for others along the way. We had delicious coffee, ran a few errands, got cookies at the Mediterranean place. And towards the end I found the two coolest Christmas presents ever: gorgeous and vibrantly colourful cloth art from Africa! John and Brian bought me TWO of them and they were expensive, but they were also fairly priced considering that they were hand dyed in AFRICA. They are each about a foot tall and three or so wide, with one being radiant cerulean and one being emerald green. Each is very dark along the edges and fades to a brilliant colour in the middle, where attractively abstract African musicians, dancers, and women carrying baskets on their hand parade in a couple of contrasting colours. They aren't so riotously colourful as to be obnoxious (each tapestry only has about three different colours in it), but they are radiant. And beautiful. And much cooler than a surfer poster.
I also bought for me a new Chinese lantern that I can alternate with the white one I have up now, this one a pretty sky blue with flowing orange carp and water lilly blossoms all over it. I then bought a crystal that can only be described as glorious to hang from it and reflect the light, a cool faerie-ish idea that will be right at home in my room. Maybe I'll add other charms to it later. I figure that I lead a magical life and therefore should ahve a magical room. The 22 dollars the whole affair cost me was intense but totally worth it... after all, my Christmas shopping is virtually completed and this thing will make me happy for years to come. :)
So anyway, yes, I am dazzled and spoiled. I can't wait to go re-decorate my room tomorrow. Hopefully I'll revive. :P Today was a very full day; in addition to hours of shopping I did favours for my parents, got into a draining but also important adult conversation with John and Brian, vented a lot, shared ginseng tea and fresh pears, gripped the steering wheel too hard on the stressful commute home until this "Going Through Hell" country song I totally love came on the radio and made me relax, and then went down to B's go to exchange Christmas presents. She loved the ocean-themed candle-holder I gave her and is going to put it on her altar, which flatters me so much and makes me very happy. She gave ME an extremely colourful Hello Kitty calendar that is downright excellent, albeit a bit embarrsing because Hello Kitty and I actually *do* dress alike more often than you'd think. XD And the calendar came with stickers.. hee hee, so fun.
Phew, and this was quite an entry... I think I ramble a lot more on LJ when home because A) I have no one else to talk to and B) if I express joy or excitement around my mom she gets impatient and tells me to please quiet/slow/dim down or go away because I am stressing her out. That's probably why I am so eager and fierce about venting and expressing emotion (both good and bad) with my friends, now that I think about it... I am so used to being cut off or turned away that I spill out my stories or feelings relentlessly in the hopes of getting as much across as I can before I am told that my excitement is annoying. Kind of sucks for you guys, sorry, but I've not really figured out how to help that yet.
*huge yawn*
But anyway my dirty feet hurt and I am incredibly exhausted... I got only one hour of sleep last night, and that was occupied by some sort of unsettling dream involving me attempting to unearth pieces of a wooden shipwrek or something from a cold ocean bay for an archaeology project. Should have been cool, but it was stressful because nobody else really cared about our upcoming deadline and instead just seemed ot want to seduce each other. I'm a big supporter of seduction, but we were in cold, dark, dangerous waters and we had a mission to complete. The weather became spring, gentle rains fell, and we all wore white... and a very beautiful man had his eyes on me. But the mission was urgent and all I felt was stress and annoyance that everybody else was too self-involved to care about the mystery of what lay below.
I woke up to a cat howling outside, a hideous ape-like sound that for some reason set my heart hammering hard.
Hopefully tonight I will sleep better.