Cabin Fever!

I've been housebound with a cold and now I am suffering from a case of cabin fever.
(my grandmother called it cabin fever when I was a young mom at home with 2 sick children, and it's stuck)
I did go for my walks but I was bundled up like I was traveling to the North Pole on an Arctic expedition!
Down jacket, boots, gloves, and a scarf.

The kettle has been constantly boiling and the fluids are flowing as fast as I can consume them...this is war!

In the meantime I am reading some light chick lit...

it's just what I need to read...

Why not take advantage of the situation and have a moisturizing facial?

Slather on this emollient rich mask and sit back and bask 

knowing that a dewier softer skin will emerge

refreshed and rejuvenated.

Hey why not tidy up and de-clutter the bathroom while I'm at it?

I must be on a roll

or bordering on delirious.

I cannot stand to see mess

I prefer to hide it

sweep it under the carpet or put a lid on it.

Take this simple enamel lidded tray

and hide things inside it.

What would you hide inside?

Make up and brushes!

While I am on this tangent I might as well expose the bathroom medicine cabinet

no medicine here

skin care

and lippy's.

Have I mentioned that I have found a new skin care line?

Avene from France.

The sensitive skin line is really helping my rosacea settle down.

The no rinse cleanser removes all traces of make up

and I do not need eye make up remover anymore.

I do use several cotton pads swiping gently several times until all make up has been removed.

Post cleanse I mist with Avene water 

be careful not to shake it or it will not spray.

Moisturize with the rich cream for dry skin

and that's it.

Easy Peasy

This little geranium made my day by blooming

what a lovely gift.

Must get back to my juicy novel...

the women from Hunting Hills are out to help the new wife get started on the country club "rules"

and they are taking her shopping for some high end clothes,

A tweedy Chanel suit for starters

and there's more dirt just waiting to reveal itself...

Thanks for dropping by

you're always welcome here in The Humble Bungalow.

De-cluttering, domestics and simple joys.

It's a home day...
a day for domestics and general tidying up.

Don't think that makes me want to cry

because I am more than happy when I get stuff put away

and I am able to stand back and see what has been accomplished.

Does this Kleenex box look a bit like a Missoni print to you or is it just me?

Homemade chicken soup is on the burner

I have a few sniffles and swear by this soup

 it's a cure all.

You've heard of those books Chicken Soup for the Soul

well for me it's Chicken Soup for the Bowl.

Bird sculpture made by a local artisan

crafted from rocks and wire.

Can you see the dents on the ledge?

Pepper had a hand in those...

she keeps knocking this bird over and it lands on it's sharp beak and pits a hole each time.

I de-cluttered the filing cabinet 

several years of bills and papers which I shredded

and it took several hours

the shredder overheated once during this operation

but I did have the satisfaction of filling 3 garbage bags,

yes sir, yes sir, 3 bags full!

I cannot tell you how great this makes me feel

procrastination is my downfall

the worst habit one can have when it comes to getting things done!

Can you see the pin?

It blends in quite well on the Windsmoor jacket.

Sherman vintage circa 1950 rhinestone pin in shades for the season.

This pin was a gift a few Christmas's ago.

I used to wear pins every day but now I seem to wear them only on jackets.

I have about 5 or 6 pins and they are all vintage.

I watched a PBS special with Alan Titmarsh and The Prince of Wales on TV

the focus of the program was the garden at Highgrove that the Prince has created over the past 30 years.

It's an amazing garden, 

organic and vast and full of surprises.

The Dowager Marchioness of Salisbury 

has a few cameos where she discusses the early days of the garden

 about the design process involved 

and the planting of the yews.

She has been referred to as "The Grande Dame of Green."

I could not take my eyes of her diamonds and large gum ball pearls.

They were an opera length strand which she had layered with some smaller strands of pearls.

She obviously is a wonderful gardener

superior plantswoman

and 

she most definitely gardens in pearls!

The Garry Oak trees have got me all a flutter

perhaps it's their gnarly branches 

or

autumnal palette.

I can't quite decide...

never mind

what's not to love about an infusion of joy?

bubbles of happiness

percolate

up

from the leaves  ~  to the skies

rays of sun

flicker and flash

the gentle breeze picks up and tosses

a stand of oaks

whose response is to thrum and shiver

sending forth a cascade of leaves

swirling to the ground.

life is really so much richer

when one can harness joy and gratitude in the simple things

Nature weaves it's way into the hearts of the pedestrian and the pedigreed.

As it should do...

keeping us grounded and content.

Hermes...and the Hostess dips her toes into new territory.

What I am not wearing this Fall...

This lampshade is wearing Hermes....

because my waist needs to be whittled

and until I shed a few inches 

this belt will stay here and remind me to tow the line.

It's good to have a tangible goal.

to keep striving and sticking to those new eating and walking routines

(so far so good but it's early days!)

I 

 want to fit into this belt.

This will be the prize if and when I make my weight loss goal.

In the meantime...

I am wearing something of colour

you might be shocked

it's not black!

Windsmoor jacket 

heavily discounted...

in shades of brown, golds, and specks of blush pink

and yes a wee bit of black.

and these...

"can you say giddy up?"

with a pair of jeans

taking to the roads that wind their way around my neighbourhood

exploring opportunities for photography

while getting some restorative fresh salty air

and enjoying the feel of the cool temperature as it meets my face...

gloves are not far off the radar.

soaking in the shades of autumn

 in sepia...

this jacket with it's shredded edging makes me feel fabulous...

and I am not sure why because it is not black

perhaps there is a movement afoot

as I tentatively dip my toe in foreign country

like a pupa emerging from the bonds of a silky cocoon

I am fully awake and open to change...

The season has brought with it new energy and spirit

and I am breathing deeply

thankful for each living breath.

Are you enjoying the change of season ?

Hope that you find some time to stop and smell the flowers 

life has much to offer and much of it is free

and all you need to do is take the time to observe what is right in front of your eyes

you'll be richer for it.

Falling for Fall...new beginnings.

The weather was glorious today and perfect for walking, please join me and I'll take you on a scenic tour.
We are not going too far from The Humble Bungalow, and we are going to wander through a historic heritage cemetery...

Heritage trees create a lovely canopy

their leaves are turning autumnal shades and leaves crunch underfoot.

mushrooms growing in the flower holder of a grave

The cemetery is quiet and there are benches dotted along the paths for sitting

people walk through here often

and some bring their picnic lunches.

It has a parklike feel despite the fact that it is a graveyard.

Many squirrels scampered about 

and there was a symphonic cacophony of song from the birds.

Days with little wind are few and far between here 

because of the proximity to the ocean.

The seafront is across the road from the cemetery.

After a snowfall this place is hushed in quiet and is pure magic.

I'll try to come back in the snow and show you how lovely the trees look wearing a coat of white.

The headstones and crosses look frothy with the snow swirling and licking at their feet.

But I am rushing the season when speaking of winter

fall has arrived with it's multi-coloured coat 

with hues of umber, ochre, russet and mustard.

I am enjoying these new shades

and will show you in upcoming posts some garments that I will be wearing.

Where do you like to walk?

Do you prefer city streets or country lanes?

I have joined the My Daily Plate at Livestrong.com

(it's free)

they help you track your progress

keep a food and exercise journal

monitor your water consumption

offer tips and it's so easy to use

it's a fabulous site.

Perhaps you'll join me on my journey...

"If a man does not keep pace with his companions,

perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer."

Henry David Thoreau

Walking is my first step...

OK I had a serious talk with myself after reading the Dr. Dukan diet book and decided to start walking more.

Every site on weight loss, every book says walking is the number one step to getting fit.
If you need to start with baby steps they say to start with 20 minutes a day.

There are so many great places to walk in my city and I do walk, now I know that I need to walk for 30 minutes or more each and every day.
Walking briskly, walking with purpose and wearing proper walking shoes, to avoid injury.

So today I walked down and met Mother and sister in the Village for a late breakfast. I ordered a decaf Americano and an egg scramble with veggies. I ate half of what was on the plate and did not eat the toast that accompanied the breakfast. Next time I'll say hold the toast...my sister, who wears size 6, ate the toast for me so it didn't go to waist! (waste)
She stays in shape riding her horses, she has never had children and while I have hypothyroid she has hyperthyroid...
oh the luck of those hereditary genetics.

After breakfast we went to a women's shop, Mercedes Lane. They sell a wide variety of "cheap and cheerful" clothes. The European imports are not cheap, but they need a tall and willowy body to handle all the extra ruffles and ribbons so no temptation here!

Mother tried on a few things and then got tired of changing her clothes...
she's going back tomorrow!
My sister bought an amazing LBD in size 6 of course...
figure hugging and she looked as chic as could be with her blonde locks and her tiny frame and will look fabulous on her next trip to Rancho Mirage, near Palm Springs.

I bought a Papillion Company designed tunic out of Vancouver and Los Angeles
to wear with my leggings...

I will layer this with a longer sleeved or 3/4 sleeved Tee when the weather gets colder.

I'll be wearing the Debra Kay necklace that I bought to wear at our son's wedding several years ago.

The $350 sticker price when new was a bit steep 

but now

considering the CPW (cost per wearing) 

it's down to a dollar or less

it as been a super fun piece which I will wear to my grave.

I need to give up bread

all the diet books say so,

at least in the initial stages.

This will be difficult,

I'll be drooling while watching Mr. HB enjoying artisan bread 

with his Scottish Marmalade on toast...

(when will the technologists develop virtual tasting?)

I need an app for that!

I bought this mug for my tea at work...

loving the black and white theme is now transfering to the work place.

Hydration is a dieter's best friend.

I am on the second bottle of Perrier (500ml) of the day

so I am up to half my daily requirement of water and it is easy so far.

The other serious challenge that I will have is the reduction of my consumption of potatoes.

I can tell you that I honestly love potatoes more than any food I have ever eaten.

It must be my Irish heritage!

I feel that I am ready to make some changes 

I know that I am going to be challenged more than I have in many years

I see other women bloggers my age who have succeeded at reducing their weight

and I have no thoughts of becoming stick insect thin...

I would be happy to shed 20 pounds.

My joints would be happier too.

I am embarking on a journey.

Fear not,

there will be lots of other things going on in The Humble Bungalow.

Menopause seems like a time for redefining and reinventing

seeing life through the eyes of a wise woman

using life experiences to guide one into the next decade 

with humility, grace, and purpose.

Paying attention and being receptive to change 

addressing flaws and shortcomings

which honestly

makes me feel uncomfortable

as they are at my very core

 so personal in nature

that I feel vulnerable.

Acceptance

forgiveness

honesty

joy

strength

gratitude

energy

determination

hope

 at this stage of life anything can happen...

standing on a precipice 

waiting to see 

what is possible...

the unattainable, perhaps.

All these serious thoughts are weaving their way

through my mind as I walk home.

The sun is shining

the streets are covered in leaves

children are playing in the playground

parents are sitting on the benches enjoying their Starbucks coffee

watching.

To all intents and purposes I am invisible...

a woman strolling along the street

happy and smiling 

putting one determined step in front of another 

and giving myself the pep talk of my life.

I've got a long way to go...

starting with a few baby steps and when I get those "under my belt"

I'll tackle some more.

I have emailed Sheila

who is a WW leader

(Independent Fashion Blogger)

I am hoping to get some weight loss information from her years of experience as a WW leader.

You are never too old to turn your life around!