This happened to me a while back, I just remembered and wanted to share.
Mr. 6footer plus bought me this cute little outfit, not my style at all, I'm all about the black and browns, no colors. He's been trying to get me to try new styles so he introduced a lavender, purply top with a tiny belt at the waist and some super curve accentuating slacks. I should post a pic but I don't have one, another time. I wore the cute number to work and immediately, I received compliment, after compliment ,after compliment. Hmmmmmm, I thought, Mr. 6foot plus must be on to something here.
Just as I was about to take the walk down the hall runway style a compliment... I think, stopped me dead in my tracks. I hadn't seen this particular co-worker in a while so after some brief hello's and where have you been and what not he said, "soooooooooooo...., I see that you decided to dress up today." Whoaaaaaa!!!! WHAT!!!!!???? What do you think I've been doing all the other days? :0
To Mr. 6foot plus I say, keep the surprise outfits coming. I guess a little color to the wardrobe is exactly what I needed to shake the drabness of black and browns, yes? yess! Say it with me along with a bit of disgust under your breath, "you decided to dress up today". the nerve! phfffffffff!
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Press The "X"
My Sixfooterplus and I have four amazing little people who sometimes CANNOT, comprehend some of the things we say especially when it's something from our youthful years in Dominica (DA). So they sometimes need it broken down, and it's during the breaking down part the fun begins. Our subject today was about a belle marché-pretty walk, that Mr. Sixfootplus participated in when he was just a five footer. Who knows, I don't know how old he was but his memory of the event would allow you to think it was only a few years ago, maybe two. Hahahahhaha.
We have one precious girl and three amazing boys who I will NOT talk about right now because I will go on for days. He had his little girl hooked on his every word as he remembered all the things they did on the belle marché until he started talking about a têtê chien. I know, some of you are like WHAT? A têtê chein is a snake, a very big snake. Heck, lets just call it an ANACONDA, got the picture? He lost her right here.
Apparently, during the marché-walk, someone stepped on a big spongy muscular rubbery thing. He was so animated going over what was probably chaos, she freaked out. He started explaining that in Dominica when you see a snake, its followed by a huge announcement of SNAKE. "What did you do?" she asked. "Run", he said, "whenever you hear snake, that is what you do, you run." That only allowed him to dig deeper into his memory bank and we began to share snake stories.
I chimed in with my experience riding to Portsmouth on Mr. Geoff passenger bus about seeing a huge boa constrictor just after we passed the Woodfordhill River Bridge. Mr. Sixfooter now insisted that I say boa constrictor cause he had the child freaked out at this point. So I went on to say, I saw an ANACONDA just like the one in the movies. They both attacked me for saying Anaconda and accused me of exaggerating. I like to think of it, not as exaggerating but as painting word pictures, anyways.
The bus driver steered the bus and ran over the snake, then he put the bus in reverse to see if anything was there, nothing was, it did NOT die! I started to think it must've climbed into the tire hole or it was stuck on the underneath somewhere. Please people, I was around nine! so yes, I had an active imagination. I'm not nine anymore and I'm still accused of having an active imagination. hmmmmmm, Wats up with dat?
Before I knew it, Mr. Sixfoot was back in the heart of the story sharing one snake story after another, he went on to share a snake story about the big corner near my grandparents home on Londonderry road and how he dislike walking that corner. That only prompted me to ask, walk? when did you walk that corner? oh! let me finish, was the response..I'll come back to that later...... then he said, he would speed up when he came to that corner. Naturally, I interrupted with, oh, so it's speed up now. Our daughter asked, why did you speed up? he said he'd press the gas to go around the corner fast. I said are you sure you pressed the gas and not the X? he fell out laughing. What do you know about pressing the "X"? That only allowed me to open my extra large brown eyes in great astonishment in his direction and without using words; I asked with my eyes, What do you mean, what do I know about pressing the X? Don't forget to imagine me with my lips pressed tightly together and pulled back with my head cocked to the side. Got it? hahahhahahhah
Our poor daughter lost in the confusion ask, what is the X? I proudly expressed that it meant, pressing the gas, to go faster and Mr. sixfooter said it's the accelerator. I explained the roads didn't always give a smooth ride due to all the holes. I told her there was one piece of road, a straightaway along the backwall, close to the airport that was smooth, people would ask the driver to press the X to enjoy the ride. I must've taken too long with my explanation because my hubby wanted to finished his belle marché story. He went on to explain spots known to have big snakes, black snakes and snakes that chased you. I never experience the chasing snakes but I did have an Abolow, a ground lizard chase me after I hit it with a tent iron.
As I listened to Mr. Sixfootplus recall the stories of his childhood, I felt a tad bit of sadness that our children did not experience the same freedoms and innocence of our upbringing. We do our best to have them share in the experience but it's not the same. Oh the sweet, sweet years of growing up in the hole and off of Londonderry Road.
We have one precious girl and three amazing boys who I will NOT talk about right now because I will go on for days. He had his little girl hooked on his every word as he remembered all the things they did on the belle marché until he started talking about a têtê chien. I know, some of you are like WHAT? A têtê chein is a snake, a very big snake. Heck, lets just call it an ANACONDA, got the picture? He lost her right here.
Apparently, during the marché-walk, someone stepped on a big spongy muscular rubbery thing. He was so animated going over what was probably chaos, she freaked out. He started explaining that in Dominica when you see a snake, its followed by a huge announcement of SNAKE. "What did you do?" she asked. "Run", he said, "whenever you hear snake, that is what you do, you run." That only allowed him to dig deeper into his memory bank and we began to share snake stories.
I chimed in with my experience riding to Portsmouth on Mr. Geoff passenger bus about seeing a huge boa constrictor just after we passed the Woodfordhill River Bridge. Mr. Sixfooter now insisted that I say boa constrictor cause he had the child freaked out at this point. So I went on to say, I saw an ANACONDA just like the one in the movies. They both attacked me for saying Anaconda and accused me of exaggerating. I like to think of it, not as exaggerating but as painting word pictures, anyways.
The bus driver steered the bus and ran over the snake, then he put the bus in reverse to see if anything was there, nothing was, it did NOT die! I started to think it must've climbed into the tire hole or it was stuck on the underneath somewhere. Please people, I was around nine! so yes, I had an active imagination. I'm not nine anymore and I'm still accused of having an active imagination. hmmmmmm, Wats up with dat?
Before I knew it, Mr. Sixfoot was back in the heart of the story sharing one snake story after another, he went on to share a snake story about the big corner near my grandparents home on Londonderry road and how he dislike walking that corner. That only prompted me to ask, walk? when did you walk that corner? oh! let me finish, was the response..I'll come back to that later...... then he said, he would speed up when he came to that corner. Naturally, I interrupted with, oh, so it's speed up now. Our daughter asked, why did you speed up? he said he'd press the gas to go around the corner fast. I said are you sure you pressed the gas and not the X? he fell out laughing. What do you know about pressing the "X"? That only allowed me to open my extra large brown eyes in great astonishment in his direction and without using words; I asked with my eyes, What do you mean, what do I know about pressing the X? Don't forget to imagine me with my lips pressed tightly together and pulled back with my head cocked to the side. Got it? hahahhahahhah
Our poor daughter lost in the confusion ask, what is the X? I proudly expressed that it meant, pressing the gas, to go faster and Mr. sixfooter said it's the accelerator. I explained the roads didn't always give a smooth ride due to all the holes. I told her there was one piece of road, a straightaway along the backwall, close to the airport that was smooth, people would ask the driver to press the X to enjoy the ride. I must've taken too long with my explanation because my hubby wanted to finished his belle marché story. He went on to explain spots known to have big snakes, black snakes and snakes that chased you. I never experience the chasing snakes but I did have an Abolow, a ground lizard chase me after I hit it with a tent iron.
As I listened to Mr. Sixfootplus recall the stories of his childhood, I felt a tad bit of sadness that our children did not experience the same freedoms and innocence of our upbringing. We do our best to have them share in the experience but it's not the same. Oh the sweet, sweet years of growing up in the hole and off of Londonderry Road.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
A Fantastic Song
To completely absorb this song, I suggest you listen at least two, ok, maybe three times to grasp the idea of complete surrender.
I don't know much about William McDowell the artist who sings this song. All I know is that he sings this song with such passion that I feel compelled to look him up. I will share some follow up info.
In the mean time, listen and if you want purchase this song.
Take a listen via you tube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-91kGdTumXg&feature=fvst
I don't know much about William McDowell the artist who sings this song. All I know is that he sings this song with such passion that I feel compelled to look him up. I will share some follow up info.
In the mean time, listen and if you want purchase this song.
Take a listen via you tube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-91kGdTumXg&feature=fvst
Favorite Movie Ever
It is raining and it's the PERFECT day for my favorite movie. When the Robin gang, that's what we call ourselves, sit down to take in a movie you can best believe I, we will start with one of my favorites. Well not start but eventually, when my turn comes after i've watched Nemo like six times, the Incredibles and maybe some spongebob, Who is in charge here? we feast on some lamdas bread and watch Gandalf the grey become the white and much more throughout these three wicked awesome movies Yep!
I can tell you right of the bat, my kids dread when it's my turn. They surrender the télé with great LACK of excitement as they shrug their shoulders and mutter under their breaths, here you gooooooo…..handing me not one but ALL THREE, LORD OF THE RINGS movies. They usually come around, usually at the point where Gandalf comes to the Shire. hahahahahhahah.
These movies are awesome that I had to read the books, so I went to the library and rented, Lord of the Rings-audio. Yep! sure did. I read, listened to all three books in about three days, Cause das how I roll main! YES!, I meant to say “main” to give you an idea exactly how and with the accent, I SAID IT!!!!!!!
Just so you know, I will take every opportunity I get to reference this movie. So if you’ve never seen it before run, don’t walk to your nearest, colored box and rent not one but all three, to prepare you for the references. yes? yes!
Let’s take a seat on the couch in the family room on this rainy Saturday, or it could be a sun shiny day where you are, it doesn’t matter, to take in the ever hesitant leader, Stryder, handsomeman Aragorn, as we urge him on quietly to step into his role as King?
Check it out
http://www.lordoftherings.net/
I can tell you right of the bat, my kids dread when it's my turn. They surrender the télé with great LACK of excitement as they shrug their shoulders and mutter under their breaths, here you gooooooo…..handing me not one but ALL THREE, LORD OF THE RINGS movies. They usually come around, usually at the point where Gandalf comes to the Shire. hahahahahhahah. These movies are awesome that I had to read the books, so I went to the library and rented, Lord of the Rings-audio. Yep! sure did. I read, listened to all three books in about three days, Cause das how I roll main! YES!, I meant to say “main” to give you an idea exactly how and with the accent, I SAID IT!!!!!!!
Just so you know, I will take every opportunity I get to reference this movie. So if you’ve never seen it before run, don’t walk to your nearest, colored box and rent not one but all three, to prepare you for the references. yes? yes!
Let’s take a seat on the couch in the family room on this rainy Saturday, or it could be a sun shiny day where you are, it doesn’t matter, to take in the ever hesitant leader, Stryder, handsomeman Aragorn, as we urge him on quietly to step into his role as King?
Check it outhttp://www.lordoftherings.net/
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