Pepper....fashion police on patrol....

Here she is back by popular demand!
Pepper the Pampurred Puss
relaxing
watching
waiting
and then pouncing...

Greige Paws

Grey walking shoes

comfort

and engineering

they are none other than

Josef Seibel

The J. Peterman Tees that I ordered a few weeks back arrived.

When the postman rang the bell Pepper ran to greet him at the front door

I had to scoop her up so she would not escape when I signed for the parcel.

She's on the prowl

her favourite "toys" are bags, boxes and tissue paper.

I opened the bag and removed the contents

and she crawled right in!

She's quite nosy

and sniffs anything new or different.

Tissue makes such crunchy sounds before she shreds it into a zillion pieces.

She looks quite smug sitting here

anyone would think that she was in charge...

I actually think she might be!

I was on my knees picking up the shredded scraps of paper

and trying to put away the "toys" while she looked on. 

I have test driven these walking shoes and they are so comfy and amazing...

I bounce a bit when I walk...

and I'm off to the races

actually 

only a little faster than a stroll...

BTW

Northmoon where are you?

You won the pearls!

Email me....please!

Yoga, walking, and fatty talking...

After my morning Yoga session at the studio
I decided to take advantage of the sun
and I put on my new walking shoes and I took to the streets.
I wove my way past melting snowmen with their carrot noses and eyes made of stones...
I dodged puddles and was snug and warm in my down jacket
I forgot to wear my sunglasses so squinting was actioned when facing into the rays.

Lots of folks were out too...
it might be a result of cabin fever
after all that ice and snow kept us huddled by the home fires.
I wandered without a route in mind and just let my feet guide me on..
I happened upon a nearby shop which beckoned...
magazines, books and an assortment of cosmetics and potions...

I have many friends who are using this on their hair and giving it rave reviews...

not to be left behind I am on the band wagon.

Wispy hairs and curly frizzies can be tamed

sheen and glossy locks are the other perks.

With the snow almost a distant memory and the sunny sky today

I felt a sense of lightness

maybe it was the invigorating walk,

maybe it was the vitamin D.

 I attribute the bounce in my step to my new and not worn out walking shoes.

It could be also because I have lost a few pounds

and don't go thinking that I am looking for them

far from it

good riddance

I want them gone for good

stay away and don't come back!

I pulled out my old scale awhile ago and was stunned to read the number

I did a double take

I mean, after the winter a few pounds might creep up, but not this many.

UGH!

I am a hopeless dieter

hypothyroidism

hampers weight loss 

so I get very discouraged...

Look at this sentence...

OK 

it seduced me into buying this book!

while I do not want to be a stick insect 

I would like to reduce

I hope that there are a few gems inside...

10 stone?

I'll have to find out how much that is....

20 pounds?

I'd love to lose 20 pounds...

Idiot proof

could they be talking to me?

Perhaps I am the target audience!

My jeans are not fitting well anymore

the spandex has gone on strike

overworked and not a holiday in sight..

it's lost it's oomph

probably weakened because I stretched it beyond it's limits

and it's exhausted...

How long are jeans meant to last anyhow?

do they have a shelf life?

a best before date?

 I want new jeans

with spandex that works

jeans that flatter

and don't make me look fatter

than I am...

I'll treat myself to a pair when I lose at least 10 pounds

that could be my reward....

I wonder how many pounds I need to shed to go from a size 12 to a size 10...

I ask you

is it possible

 for an hourglass figure 

who is counting the hours 'til turning 56

who is seriously height challenged 

find a pair of stylish jeans

that rock her world?

I hope so...

What kind of jeans should I buy

and do you have any weight loss strategies or tips for me?

I know there are some savvy slimmers out there

come hither...

the Hostess needs your advice.

Celebrating the Oscars.....and the Pearls go to....

Greetings!
It's Oscar night here in the Humble Bungalow...
the ballots are all in
printed on fuchsia
(Faux Fuchsia is expecting a baby!)

A simple dinner has been prepared to allow the Hostess
full access to the TV
with the fewest distractions possible....
a salad and a vegetable and noodle casserole.

Most of this post has been prepared ahead...

LPC suggested that the glove play with the Majorica Pearls

and I thought

why not?

Here is Pepper getting into the act

I think she bit some holes in the glove

I was trying to cross the fingers of the glove and say good luck 

but she undid my handiwork.

See how a simple strand of pearls,

and these are faux pearls

can elevate even the simplest attire.

First Nations Nootka basket

will be the keeper of the finalists...

and the winner goes to...

my lovely daughter J helped.......

wearing a head dress in beads and sparkles

she is digging deep...

her mine cut diamond and eternity band......

and the Oscar / giveaway 

goes to...Northmoon

please email your mailing address

I'll pop it in the mail asap

well done

you've won!

Pepper + Snow + Paint + Share Show and Tell = PS....PSST

We thought that Pepper might like to check out the snow...
she was watching the snowflakes with much interest at the French door to the sundeck/snowdeck...
so we put her harness and leash on and took her out.

Pepper at the back basement door where there was a clear patch

Pepper is part Bengal

and they love to play in water 

and enjoy walks.

Pussy footing around...

Pepper's paw prints on the deck

you can see how deep the snow is

it's also very cold and wet

her sense of adventure took over

she didn't mind it  too much

we didn't want her to get too cold and wet so we brought her inside

where she enjoyed the warmth from the fire while we read our books.

I finished mine,

Jane Austen's memoirs by Syrie James

I really enjoyed it...

I am a big Jane Austen fan.

After dinner and some TV watching I got inspired to paint.

When the inspiration strikes I listen and act.

I have a dear friend who asked me to paint her a picture with Poppies in it.

I am not an artist

merely a hobbyist...

so when I was asked to create something it was very flattering

 but also came with the thoughts of self doubt

 Could I or couldn't I do it...

I flirt with paint

play as one might making mud pies

I don't overthink it I just do

well for better or for worse I have done it...

here I found some inspiration

Poppies in the Bungalow Garden 

circa 2010

now cover your eyes and peek only if you dare....

a small portion of the larger canvas

abstract in nature

loose and suggestive

can you see the Poppies?

I wonder how the Poppies came to look like these

the brush has a mind of it's own

it's rather scary for me to share these images

I might regret doing so

I feel decidedly vulnerable

Don't forget about the Majorica pearl giveaway

I am drawing a name on Sunday

Good Luck!

Snow Day!

Look at the white winter wonderland
I awoke to this magical scene...

We have 6 inches so far and it's still snowing!

How would you like to sit in the Adirondack chairs

with

soft puffy white cushions?

Arbutus tree 

view from living room window.

The Humble Bungalow 

pergola in front

where Constance Spry hangs out.

Bird bath and raised beds

Clematis Montana reubens

wearing a cloak of white.

The native Dogwood tree back and beyond.

I plan to keep warm and cozy

I have a great book

many of my favourite blogs are yet to be read...

Later I will put my down jacket, scarf, gloves and Sperry boots on 

and venture forth on a winter walk.