I had to actually leave the kitchen/dining area this morning to find something red for today's picture. In the "disaster area" aka studio I couldn't find what I was hunting for but did find a bag of red buttons. I would go looking for old Depression era buttons at winter flea and antique markets (years ago) and sort them by color. Red is by far my favorite color. So I have more of them than green or yellow. I never use them. Because I want to "have" them always. Are you like that with certain things?Yesterday was a Slow Day. I just sort of rolled through it, getting things done, but no hurry. All my non blooming plants are now upstairs. The geraniums are about to bloom. One of the clivia fell out of it's pot and another had no roots. One orchid has two or three flower stalks but it's weeks from opening. The window sill down here in the kitchen looks a bit less cluttered. It's nearly time for me to begin some seeds. Calandula. Rose Campion. Coneflower. They take a bit of time to get going. And I can start some tomatoes. Let them grow tall in successive repots before setting out in June. Our season is very short. And I will be teaching the Vegetable Class at our Open House on March 27.
I have committed myself to preparing dinner for my daughter and her friend Mr L this week. I am very nervous. I want to make something they both will enjoy eating, but not something so difficult that I get myself in a tizzy. The short list contains Lasagna. But a nice Moussaka would be interesting.
I started another book, not Swedish, yesterday. Okay, but not great. Grafton's U. And I deleted the US Men's Curling. The Jerk is back and they lost again. He devised some lame plan to "trick" the Great Britain team. Wow. They didn't fall for it. And now the Women's Team has promoted that screechy, chatty idiot to skip. Pottinger. So, I think I will have plenty of time this week to read, as I won't watch the US Team lose more games. I'll tune back in during the medal rounds to see the GOOD teams play. US Mens won't be there. When your loss column is double the wins, not much chance of being on the medal platform.
And I have been interested in the blog question. Are blog writers authentic, invented or censored (by themselves). This was sparked by a comment from a blogger's real life friend. She said her friend (the author of the blog) wasn't anything like the person she seemed to be from her written blog posts. Which has led me to ask the two or three people who actually know me, in real life, whether I am authentic, invented or censored as written on my blog? No results, yet.
And this leads me to fantasize about creating a Fake Blog Persona. And lead a purely fictionalized life on the internet. I know it's being done. Fake financial people. Health products. Phone sex. Predators. Bad stuff. But how many "happy" fake blogs are there?Bloggers who reinvent themselves and pretend to be happy, married, successful, even creative (by stealing photos of other people's work). Hell, they even steal family pictures and add them to their blogs. Fake dogs and children. Do you think you are reading any manufactured blogs?
Today's breakfast bowl will be filled with oatmeal. And lunch will be soup or yogurt with fruit. I have strayed a bit from the diet and today and tomorrow I will be strictly low calorie. Lots of salad and soup. And a walk with Riley.
4 comments:
Moussaka...mmmmm.
I measure Grafton's books by how easy it is to put down since I can read a whole book in a day if it's un-put-downable. I put this one down several times...meh is my rating.
I don't know why it's so hard to USE some things. I have selves full of beautiful fabric and related things. Look at them, fondle, and don't do anything. Jelly rolls and layer cakes. I'm finally getting into using some. Silly.
The fake blog persona is probably more pervasive than we would imagine. I try hard not be that way and find myself admiring you for not censoring your posts much. Use family photos and pics of my house to a small degree. Real life is pretty dusty,finger printed, and in need of a paint job around here. As for what I write about, that's the real deal though maybe not the whole story.
I have been thinking more about this since our emails. I conclude that most people would seem different in real life becuase you get the whole person then. a blog by definition is only a part. the funniest, the most interesting, the bit they can be bothered to write about, the bit that relates to the main subject focus of their blogs eg. food or textiles. People omit details for security reasons or so as not to embarrass their mothers. Plus when you meet bloggers in real life they never sound like they do in your head because you read their blog in your own accent even when you know they are from another country!
I think you bring up a very interesting point. It is really impossible for us to know how other people see us in real life. After all their viewpoints are colored by their own life experiences.
I guess what I am trying to say is that when you make a comment with something in mind you never know how other people take it, i.e. does the sarcasm come through or the dry humor.
After all you live your life entirely in your own head not in someone elses.
To me you seem more authentic in your blog than perhaps in person! I've been on vaca for 9 days so I've fallen a bit behind. Your blog is a nice thing to get caught up with. Happy planting...
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