Good Morning Everyone. It’s very early on Saturday morning. I had a bit of a nightmare so I’m up and about. I don’t want to go back to bed as I don’t want it to pick up where I left off. It was a troubling sort of dream. Probably happened because we went to see Alice in Wonderland last night or we were watching Fringe before bed. I was trying to get through this little hole and I was too big. Maybe its the fear of gaining back the weight I lost. Who knows. Where is Carl Jung when you need him.

My husband and I had a date day yesterday. We went for breakfast, then walked around Port Perry and went in all the stores, had lunch at the Fish ‘n Chip place on main street, went to Hanks the bakery (yum), then we came home watched a little TV and then went to see Alice in Wonderful in 3D with popcorn  (hey I think I know why I didn’t fit in the hole in my dream because I ate so much yesterday).

I so loved the movie. It was great. I want to go again and sit more up front to get the full effect of the 3D. I think we were a little too far back and off to the side. We love the seats with the bars in front as no one is in front of you and you can put up your feet. When we went to see Avatar we were right up front (and I mean the front row) and it was like we were in the movie ourselves. It was great. A little hard on the neck but great.

Johnny Depp was too cute in it. I think my favorite character though was the rabbit. I do love the caterpillar though too.

The person they casted for Alice is so beautiful. The white queen too was great. I loved the way she held her hands.  It will be a timeless classic I’m sure.

So on our date when we were in Port Perry I found something I have been waiting to come to Canada for forever. Yes of course its a gadget. As you know we have a Keurig coffee machine which is the best thing ever (no more Tim’s) and there is this little gadget to go with it that makes the foam for on top of your coffee. They only had it in the US and I’ve wanted it for forever.

(As Bobby is always so generous on our date days (well always really) he got it for me. I did get a mini  lecture on the way home about all the other gadgets in the cupboards but I reminded him of how much we love the Keurig which I had to convince him of before that we cannot live without now. All was forgiven. If we had of gone a couple of times for fuzzy Starbucks it would have cost the same anyway. This is forever.)

I continue here… I never had much luck with the hand held ones but this is different. It’s like a miniature little kettle and you add your skim milk, push the button and you get wonderful creamy hot milk and if you add the little frother thing you get foam.

No more cream which is sinfully fattening. The foam stays too. It’s perfect. Me and my gadgets.

We got it at Tweed and Hickory in Port Perry. See it here. It’s a great store. The women that work there are so funky and fun. Actually Port Perry is having a Diva Night on April 23rd (2010) so it is a great time to go. I always lose Bobby for a while when he goes in this store as he tries to tell everyone thinking of buying a Keurig machine how great they are. He must sell like 5 machines for them every time we visit.

Here’s some quotes for you:

“Marriage is not a noun; it’s a verb. It isn’t something you get. It’s something you do. It’s the way you love your partner every day.” Barbara De Angelis

“A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.”
Mignon McLaughlin

Until we meet again, Sharon

The Psychic Cottage

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Hello Everyone Out there. How are you today? I guess I could have separated this blog but I’m feeling all over the place anyway so why not reflect it in the blog.

We’ve had a busy couple of days. Bobby got a tattoo. I couldn’t watch it was creepy. He got a bear paw on his back shoulder. It looks so cool. It’s peculiar to see it on his back though. I guess I have to get used to it. Now he’s in the tattoo mood and wants more of them. I understand it is quite addicting once you get going.

I can’t figure out what I would get so I’m always thinking about it. I would probably get a monarch with a daisy or some keys. I can’t decide and its not something you take lightly. I always wanted something on my left wrist on the side but my son said that’s a bit “tarty” for lack of a better word. Mom’s can be tarty can’t they? I have thought of getting my alter ego my illustrated character from my website but I thought if it messed up it could be disastrous. If Rachel, the gifted illustrator who did the character on my site, did tattoo’s I would totally get it done on my top arm. Like how cute would that be? Of course I would have to start working out before I showed anyone except myself and my better half.

My son has a huge St. Michael on his arm. It takes up his whole arm. It’s quite beautiful like art. They used a freckle from his arm as St. Michael’s belly button. Isn’t that hilarious. I wonder if St. Michael has a belly button? Hmm.

Both my boys are all “inked up”. That’s my new tattoo lingo I learned yesterday.

My other son has a tattoo of a beautiful angel carrying a devil child to paradise hoofed and all who has passed over. I guess the message is the ultimate forgiveness. I’m thinking that’s what my son was thinking when he designed it. I never could get an answer on what it meant or I wasn’t listening. I do that a lot. Maybe its different to everyone.

My Dad had a tattoo on his arm and it was a big black mark and I think he also had Mom on his other arm. I can’t quite remember. I do remember when I asked about the big black crossed out mark it was apparently another woman other than my Mom from before he met her. My mother probably would have said nothing about it anyway. Rumour has it he told her all this information that wasn’t true when they met. What a guy? She was probably still trying to get the real story after being married for eons. He was lots of fun though that Eddie. I was going to get “Bobby’s Girl” on my lower back when we were getting married as a surprise and then I remembered the big black scratched out tattoo on my Dad and thought better of it. What if it brought bad luck.

Enough of that…I also wanted to keep you posted of my adventures with my xpress redi set go grill.

Bobby has now agreed to eat from it even though the adventure with the paint on top. I’m still waiting to hear from the place where I bought it. Obviously complaints aren’t on their first priority. I have to go to the states in the fall so if I see one there in the store I will buy another one instead.

So far I have made omelettes which turn out really great. All fluffy like and we throw in all this stuff. Bobby has decided that he is now a vegetarian so it is hard to figure out what we are going to eat. Yesterday we went for fish and chips and he had chips and coleslaw. I was guilty for a bit until I tasted the yummy fish at George’s in Port Perry. Yum.

Eggs turn out good in the little thing. I tried the poached egg and it kind of just made a mess.

Bobby thought it hilarious when he asked my younger boy if he wanted an omelet and he said no we don’t eat anything my Mom makes we’ve been sick too many times. Bobby is much more brave then them but he never forgets what he said and laughs about it every so often.

What else have we been up to? Bobby has to bring in his motorcycle to the dealer today for a tune up. It won’t start up sometimes. It’s an old bike 25 years old so he needs to get a tune up on it. He loves riding his bike it makes him feel free. Joining the running room…now the tattoo. Geez maybe he’s having a life crisis although he’s only 45 so I don’t think so. Yes he’s 45 and I’m 51.

There are lots of other things but I seem to have the attention span of a goldfish today, so I will leave you now (look a castle, look a castle).

Quote for you:

“There is a natural hootchy-kootchy motion to a goldfish.” Walt Disney

Until we Meet Again, Sharon

The Psychic Cottage

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Hello Everyone. How are you this glorious day.

So I thought I was doing really well with my Xpress Redi Set Go (“XRSG”) and I had a strange day with it.

I made a pizza early afternoon for Bobby and it went well. Considering that I didn’t really have pizza supplies and compromised a bit and considering that I thought Bobby would just feed it to our dogs I didn’t put my heart into it.

Actually it turned out pretty good. They are mighty small and Bobby asked for another. I thought that was a good sign. I was a bit confused because it wouldn’t work at first and then I realized I didn’t have it turned on. Yes I told you before cooking isn’t my thing.

Then when I got home later in the evening he asked for another. I brought home all the right fixings for the pizza like real sauce etc and it turned out pretty good. You can’t go crazy on the cheese though.

The dough was nice and light that I made.

Then the trouble began. I thought what about a few potatoes from a can. I’m not sure if it overheated from making a pizza and going right into potatoes but there was this smell of paint burning and then I looked on top and the paint was pealing off the top? I’m not sure how it got so hot?

Bobby at this point was that’s it I’m not eating out of it ever again. My heart was broken.

What happened? All my dreams crushed in an instant?

I’ll see what happens tomorrow when I make an egg. I put a complaint into the complaint department to see if mine is defective.

My heart is broken. I thought this was my entrance way into cooking.

Quote for you:

“If anything simply cannot go wrong, it will anyway.” Murphy’s Law

Until we Meet Again, Sharon

The Psychic Cottage

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