Crazy Leg Syndrome

I had an ridiculously special moment this evening.  The official start to Christmas for our brand new family.


It brought a tear to my eye when the little lady put the angel on our tree!  It's a family tradition that I'm sure many of you follow, the youngest member always finishes the tree with whatever topper that family uses.

This year I may have realised another dream I wasn't expecting...  I love the notion of decorating a home in such a way one could be forgiven for thinking Father Christmas overdosed on the tinsel cake and vommed all over the place.  Sadly, I prefer the idea to the reality and am usually drawn to a perfect coordination of red, gold and cream.  This year I finally kicked the habit.  The tree is a beautiful mess of colour and the kitchen?  Well, only a photo could explain, so here is a taster:


Admittedly the sitting room is truly tasteful... but there is tinsel in the bathroom so I think I still win!

I hope Christmas warms to the cockles of your heart and blows the misery of the 'R' word aside for one perfect, glittering month.

Ms Alternative x

Two days ago I decided to do this thing where I take a photo a day for the next year. I adore my camera and taking pictures so I thought this is a good idea. I originally was going to keep it on my laptop and show only very selected people but when Ian asked me why there wasn't a dedicated album on facebook for it I thought why don't I put it online where people can see it. So I did.

I set up a photo blog, or a phlog as I've decided to call it. Don't feel compelled to go there. The photo's probably aren't that good but if you wanna, there's the link.

http://mariesphlog.blogspot.com/

Would love to know what ye think.

Love and cuddles,
Miss M. xx

Sorry to disappoint with the title, this will be underwhelming to most of you. :P

I am a nocturnal creature. This is not up for debate or speculation, this is simply fact. Unfortunately none of my family members seem to agree. Because of this night time has become a sort of game for me – If I manage to stay awake the whole night without waking anyone up then victory is mine. However, this is no easy task to achieve; many obstacles stand in my way…

Some of the more frequent reasons why I lose this game are listed below.

My mother and her super hearing combined with her light sleeping means even as I go to turn my light off she will hear me and I will lose.





She can also hear me when I walk down the stairs to get a drink.



And so on…



Basically it’s just my mother who hears me. She’s also a dragon/dinosaur in case you couldn’t tell.
Well, besides the near death experiences and the stern talking to I get whenever I lose…this game is pretty fun.

-Zombie Nerd

Lying in bed on Sunday the 21st of November 2010 at 23:22 watching episode nine of "The Station is Watching YOU!", a show where they review relatively unknown but none the less brilliant youtube channels, I was introduced to a channel called "Music Maker Relief Foundation.". I usually never follow up on any of the channels reviewed but this one I felt compelled to. Because I don't trust my words to really describe in a way that really fits them to say what that do I have taken their own blurb and allowed it to do its job:

http://www.musicmaker.org

Music Maker Relief Foundation, Inc. helps the true pioneers and forgotten heroes of Southern music gain recognition and meet their day to day needs. We present these musical traditions to the world so American culture will flourish and be preserved for future generations.

Our criterion for recipients is they be rooted in a Southern musical tradition, be 55 years or older and have an annual income less than $18,000.

Music Maker Relief Foundation, Inc. is a tax exempt, public charity under IRS code 501(c)3.

Programs * Musician Sustenance - grants to meet basic life needs and emergency relief. * Musical Development - grants and services for recipient artist professional development and career advancement. * Cultural Access - supports the preservation and proliferation of American musical traditions.

This project is supported by the North Carolina Arts Council with funding from the state of North Carolina and the National Endownment for the Arts, which believes that a great nation deserves great art.
please visit http://www.musicmaker.org."

I urge you please, if you never click another link I post here in all my blogging days, please click this one and allow your mind to be blown by these amazingly talented musicians. 

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=musicmakerfoundation&annotation_id=annotation_469758&feature=iv 

That is the link to their Youtube page. (Just previewed this and I don't think any live link shows up Danggit!! Copy and paste is the only way!!)

I didn't want to post another blog for a while because I wanted to think of something smart and witty to write but I just felt so strongly about this I horribly invaded the night Miss Alternative posted her scrumptious first blog and stole the opportunity for Miss Zombie Nerd to take the third post. For this I apologise but I really couldn't help it. 

Love and hope to you all,

Miss Melodramatic.

xxx

In the summer when my sister was 2 years old and I was no more than 6 months old our parents took us to Foto Wildlife Park in Cobh. Obviously I don't remember this but the story has been told many times through the years. It was a great day out from what was told my 2 year old sister spent considerable time chasing the Keypock (the peacock to those of you who don't speak toddler.). I was assured she got great enjoyment out of it. I'm sure the poor  Keypock didn't feel the same but what are you going to do about it. She also chased a marsupial type animal I can never remember the name of. Its the thing that the largest rodent and its like a kangaroo on four legs in the shape of a big rabbit with thinner and longer legs. Great description I know. Anyway she was chasing this animal and she got lost... Or so she thought. My parents were 2 feet behind her with me in tow. She walked along bawling her eyes out in a pathetic two year old manner. Of course she never left my parents sight but I'm sure it was pretty traumatic for her. The reason I'm telling you this story is I've been thinking a lot recently about getting lost. I can't ever remember a time when I was physically lost but I've often been lost in school or generally. I can often be quite slow on the uptake especially when I'm tired. But I often feel lost when i'm thinking of what career I want to pursue. I choose something then I think "Can I see myself doing that for the rest of my life?". Then I get the ARGHHHHHHHH Feeling of dread.  The ARGHHHHHHHH feeling of dread is that horrible moment when you realise you're lost and you can't read the map. But sometimes you've just got to step back and realise the map is upsides down and you weren't meant to follow it in the first place. In those times you just have to take a deep breath and realise if you just go a bit further you'll be exactly where you want to be. The feeling of being lost is strange, but the feeling of finding your way is so satisfyingly worth it. This whole post doesn't really have a point. Oh well.
Night night, Miss Melodramatic xxx

These three ladies decided to get together to write a blog for one simple reason... they wanted to! Let me introduce them to you.

Ms Alternative is the kinda gal who has umpteen eggs in a dozen different baskets and can never remember where said baskets are stored. She is talented yet scatterbrained, friendly yet catty, confident yet self conscious. A hyperbolically paradoxical smooth moose with an enormous capacity for love and fun. And a mum (Read resident MILF).

Ms Zombie Nerd cannot think of smart and witty sentences under pressure so the probability of this going wrong is quite high. As a left-handed vegetarian she can fight the meanest of rabbits to earn her next meal. She is forever gathering knowledge needed to survive the zombie apocalypse, which will definitely, definitely happen. As a nocturnal creature she leaves her natural habitat of a small dark room, desk and computer to venture out into the world and eventually stumble into college confused and dazed.

Miss Melodramatic is just that, melodramatic. Not all the time but sometimes she likes to exaggerate things like how long she had to wait in line or how boring something was. Be careful if she has a camera and has decided she wants a picture of you, she will get it one way or another... She is the only single one of the bunch and probably the biggest flirt of the bunch too. She can be funny in a very dry sarcastic way and loves to make people laugh. She can also ramble on for hours which is why she is forcing herself to stop writing now!

Kisses and chocolate drops from the ladies! xx