me and darren...

i am very disappointed with darren dictionary.

he has let me down...

i have told him, how can i rely upon him if he takes his responsibilities so lightly.

in the meantime i have written out the word 'nook' fifty times in the hope of remembering how to spell it.

my only hope upon using the word 'knook' yesterday is all you lovely readers in other parts of the world will have assumed it is the american spelling and all you lovely readers stateside will presume it is some quaint old english spelling.

i am on high alert now with darren, it will take a while before he gains my trust back.

i'm trying to find it in me to forgive and forget but for now i'm stewing on it.

last night i went 'a thrifting'.

interestingly i have noted my allergies have been most 'happening' again, even with my daily dose of allergy prevention medication.

on saturday night and last night, as i perused the afghan and bedding aisle, i had quite the attack.

i mentioned to my man that i assumed my lack of thrifting over the past month has caused my built up immunity to thrift stores to be come obsolete.

the only answer is i feel sure... without a doubt, in fact it would be most obvious to you and to me. i need to get some serious thrifting in over the coming weeks, thus building up my contact with whatever it is in the thrift store that causes me to weep and snuffle thus allowing me to go for a longer period of time in the store before i break down and have to leave...

on arriving home at the shed with dumpy candle in hand, for now i look at all sorts of things when in the thrift store, including ways to light the kitchen NOOK... i have seen some lovely homes on Flickr of late, mainly Scandinavian dwellings that seem to have a way with displaying candles, making their abodes look casual, glowing and nesty. obviously i don't actually have a table yet for the candles to grace, giving my NOOK a Scandinavian ambiance, but i'm working on that...

but i digress,

on returning home to the shed i found a note.

a note that lightened my heart.

it's a rare thing for my clan to take note of what i'm doing with regards to my 'making' and 'rambling'.

they appear to do a good job at noting my crappy cooking skills and lack of 'laundry doing' which i find most interesting...

and so to find a little note attached to my latest piece of textile recycling was truly most welcomed.

i don't need

yearly reviews,

hand shakes,

or an extra bonus

(well actually that last bit sounds quite nice)

but for my point i'm making we must dismiss such things as bonuses and special ballpoint pens that come in lush looking boxes.

no dearest readers, a little note that reads

"mummy, i really like this, love Meg"

is all i need.

she will return tomorrow with an update of her hooking ways ~ Tif