If home is where the heart is................

Then I'm in big trouble ............
It doesn't feel like home yet.
At all.
It feels like I've been hired to fix up someone else's house actually.

Our last place felt like home the first night - it fit so perfectly into what ( we thought at the time ) our needs were.

I miss the city -
A lot.
A little too much.

I haven't been out of the house basically in 2 months - little jaunts here and there - but otherwise I've been in this house trying to make it feel like home.

Nothing is completely finished - well except for our bedroom - it's still a bit of a disaster everywhere else.

I look around and I think " if only "

the living room were done
the kitchen were finished
the dining room was complete
the french doors were installed
the baseboards were up
the painting was over
the bathroom was renovated
the pantry built
the kitchen floor changed
the office was gutted
my little boudoir was actually a little boudoir
the guest room was gutted

What was I thinking?
How could I have left the last place?
A Victorian beauty right in the heart of the city

I'm overwhelmed with the work
and underwhelmed with the house
A deadly combination to say the least...............

Did I mention I miss the city?
A lot?
A little too much?

It's a bad day today - no fighting it -
It's an almost on the verge of crying day today
It's a deep feeling of regret day today

And I'm terrified I just may have left my heart somewhere downtown
when we bought this one.

Because it sure ain't here.  I've been looking for it for 2 months now.

Maybe I have too much on my plate right now?

ahhh - this is better

I got some troubles but they won't last
I'm going lay right down here on my ass ( sorry there's no grass to be seen anywhere in Montreal right now ) 
And pretty soon all my troubles will pass...................

Cuz I'm in Shoo Shoo Shoo
Shoo Shoo Shoo
Shoo Shoo Shoo Shoo Shoo Shoo 
Sugar town

Ok - off to eat my sorrows away with some cheese cake
It may or may not help - but strangely enough this song put a smile on my face :)





Right now I have my cake
( and I'll eat it too )

Have a better day than I -
And if you're having a crappy day you have my sympathies -
what an awful way to start the weekend
( try to find some cheese cake )

Much love,
Moi

You don't bring me flour anymore...................

Two posts in one day - because I cannot freaking believe the conversation that just took place.

I know some of you may roll your eyes in the air - but these conversations DO happen - OMG they DO - and on a frequent basis.................

Sometime's I can barely believe them myself - as in this case in point - this morning.

John was on the road - I called him - because I need some flowers in my world right now

Suzan says - Could you do me a favor?
John says - Sure - what?
Suzan says - Could you bring me home a big batch of white flowers?

JOHN SAYS - I BOUGHT FLOUR IN THE GROCERIES THIS WEEK

I waited for the punch line - impatiently -

None came.

Suzan says - Are you serious?
John says - Dead serious - you asked me to pick some up - don't you remember?
John says - I think you're losing your mind you know

Possibly - this may just be the straw that broke the camel's back

Suzan tries again - pretending the first part of the conversation did NOT take place
Suzan says - could you bring me home a big batch of white flowers do you think?

BECAUSE I KNOW HE'S JUST KIDDING ME

John says - Look - I don't have time for this - I already bought flour
Suzan says - I DON'T WANT FIVE ROSES F.L.O.U.R.  - I WANT WHITE HYDRANGEAS
John says - You always use 5 Roses - I TOLD YOU I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS  I'll talk to you later
Suzan says - DO NOT BRING HOME ANY MORE FLOUR - F.L.O.U.R.
Suzan says - I want a batch of WHITE FLOWERS - F.L.O.W.E.R.S.

because this is all wrong for the living room - as resourceful as I am - I just can't make it work.

When it's good for you 
And you're feelin' alright 
Well you just roll over 
And turn out the light 
And you don't bring me flour flowers anymore ..................

( unless you count the 5 roses he so gallantly placed in my hands last week ) 

Have a great rest of the day - I'm going to try to arrange the flour............

*****************************UPDATE*****************************

He redeemed himself 

enough for a glass of water in the kitchen ( next to Audrey )

I fancy the glass up  a little with a glass coaster

and some in the living room

and because he brought them home I'm making him a beef stew

And which I'll use the first bouquet he bought me to thicken the gravy with :)


Much love,