Saturday, April 25, 2009

Simple Joys Saturday

Welcome again to the next installment of Simple Joys Saturday.

Today's Simple Joy:
Making People Laugh.

I'm the one filming.

Look for a laugh today. It burns calories, releases endorphines, and just makes you feel great.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Flair Friday

Welcome to Flair Friday!
I love this piece of Flair because I have the craziest, wonderfulest, most impeccable and probably unhealthy obession with England. I've been there once and fell in love with it! I love the architecture, the landscape, the silly-wordy way in which those Brits talk, and much of the literature that has come from it.
You got Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Shakespeare, Jane Austen, Chronicles of Narnia, Charles Dickens, Geoffrey Chaucer.... and so many more!!
But that's not all. There are some kind of freaky connections with me and the "motherland"
1. My birthday is on May 6th, which (according to the Gregorian Calendar) is St. George's Day. St. George is the patron saint of England.
2. My husband's name is Bret, which basically means "of Britain" (Nimtolion in Elvish, if you swing that way).
3. Besides having a buncha ancestors from England, one of them is Geoffrey Chaucer, writer of the Canterbury tails. He's something like my great-great-great-great-great-great-great(howevermany) uncle. Right, Mom? I think that's what Grandma said once...
4. There are others, but instead of being coincedence, they're mostly by choice, like the favorite literature thing.
So Happy Flair Friday!
In case you were wondering, in England, "cheers" is sort-of equivalent to "thanks" or "word" or "peace out"
P.S. I can fake a pretty good British accent too. I once had a group of people thinking I was a Brit for about four hours. Hilarity.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Old Favorites and New Obsessions

I have recently rediscovered something I absolutely love.....

...all because my car broke down.
And it looks a bit like this little baby

When my car wouldn't start, I decided to borrow my Sister-In-Law's bike; a classic beach cruiser! The only difference is mine is all blue and the basket is in the back. Which is even big enough to fit groceries!

I ride it to work (which is less than a mile away from home), to the grocery store, and even made the 9 mile journey to the Matriarchal Madwoman's house though I'll never ever do that again. Whew!

I look like a total geek going down the road, but riding a bike has opened up an incredible new outlet; life slows down, I'm able to cool off after a tough work day, the kind that makes you yearn to binge on the forbidden fruits of the candy cupboard or at least throw something at someone and I'm burning extra calories at the same time!

So thank you, Miss Breanne for allowing Lady A to find a new joy in life! Let me know when you want your bike back. But you should know, I'm thinking about naming it.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Simple Joys Saturday

Hello friends, strangers, friendly strangers, and strangely friends. This is my first entry into my new blog. I am your hostess, Lady A.
hmmm.... whenever I hear the word hostess, I think of little chocolate cupcakes with the curly line of white frosting on top.

Some of you may know that I have had other blogs in the past. They have passed on. Do not mourn for them. They have gone to a better place.

This new blog is exactly what my old blogs weren't:
about me.

A few days of the week will have a theme. Like today is "Simple Joys Saturday." My mom told me that someone whose blog she follows has "Flair Friday." I am so going to copy that. for those of you who do not know what flair is, first, holy crap have you missed out and second, take a peek at Facebook or just wait until next Friday.

But I digress.

Since it's Saturday and the first of my entries, I'm going to start with one of my simple joys:

Digging up an old CD with a forgotten mix of songs and realizing that "The Girls of Rock and Roll" from the movie A Chipmunk Adventure (starring Alvin and friends) is on this CD.

Another joy:

Singing "The Girls of Rock and Roll" at the top of my lungs while driving.
And now, until next time, I say farwell. And in the words of the lovely Jane Austen: "Let other pens dwell on guilt and misery. For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors {and ourselves!} and laugh at them in our turn?"