"The best way to secure future happiness is to be as happy as 
is rightfully possible today."

--Charles W. Eliot

 

tiny pleasure:

art and robes 

"Our worth is determined by the good deeds we do, rather than 
by the fine emotions we feel."

--Elias L, Magoon


  
Journals

 That i read

(more to follow as i get permission from journal owners)

The New Ezine:

The Dominant's View

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

September 28, 2000

     

 And now i'm really annoyed with myself.

      i just finished a nice long post and promptly saved it incorrectly.  Which means it is gone forever!  There's still something to be said for old typewriters and a piece of paper i say!

      The best i can do now is try to remember everything i'd included and jot it down in here, in short form.  Can one 'jot' in a computer?

      i remember mentioning that i'd slept like a log last night, for the first time in about a week.  Much needed i expect, after getting through lots of stressful and emotional days.  Stressful because of the web design i was trying to create, along with the programs needed to do this, and also because it was the anniversary of my mother's death yesterday.  But last night Master and i went out with a friend for an early dinner and i think the change of pace did me a lot of good.  i was able to set all thoughts aside and just relax.

      i also mentioned about playfully asking Master last night (while i was kneeling at the foot of the bed) if we could discuss the idea of blankets.  He of course, gave me that droll, half grin and the look which had me immediately questioning the wisdom of bringing up the topic.  i did notice He had goose bumps when He came to sit beside me though, so all hope is not yet lost.  i think.

      This led me to the topic of how much i had missed the cold weather only because, now added to the morning ritual of me getting up early and making tea, is the chance to wear His oversized and very worn out robe.  i love doing that.  It's way too big for me and has a tear (translate: gaping hole) along the right seam at the waist, but if i tie the belt just so, the cold air can't get in.  i roll up the sleeves, pull the hooded collar up around my neck and pad off to the kitchen.  Cozy and warm and inhaling His scent. (Note: He treated me to tea in bed this morning ... yum!)

      Perfect.

      i know one day we'll indulge in new robes, but for now i'm savouring the moments.  And writing about it here will help me remember later on.

      One last thing i remember putting in was about buying more artwork.  An email newsletter i joined (a yawner to most people, but for me very interesting because it's all about html and web design) has produced a new online site named "Street Artists".  It's actually the writer's wife that runs it, and i decided to browse through.  i was hooked, and Master was as well once i showed Him.   

      And we both found pieces that were just crying out to us to come home.  i fear He's passed along His addiction to art to me.  Once the art arrived, we propped the two of them up and enjoyed them like that for a few days.  We were very pleased to discover that their colours are even nicer than shown in the pictures (displayed below), and yesterday we took them in for framing.  i can't wait to see them find a niche they will be perfect in, in the house.  

 

      i found the first one, and Master the second, but i'm hard-pressed to decide which i like better.  i probably won't know until i see them framed.  i do love the 40's type feel to the bottom one, yet i love the feminine mystery i sense from the top one.  

      i think we need more walls for all this art.  (i can't believe i'm saying that since i used to tear down as many house walls as i could!) Life is good. And it's Friday. Cheers!

       

                                                

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