More sugar for the soul

Been a supa tough day, been eating avocado etc, you see. You don't? nevermind. It got better, later :)

What do I need just now? Sugar and a long night of good sleep.

Yet it is not as bad as it sounds (or as it looks on the pic); I've started looking for unusual jobs, I feel rage to succeed.

Hungry Candles : )

Gay Paris

I have a dream, that one day on the red grey hills of Paris I'll be showing you what you've never seen ;-)

I've dreamt I was getting a most exciting job (lol and I mean it): showing Paris to innocent eyes... Being a tour guide! haha!

I wanna do that, really really. I love so much my city and enjoy so much the company of * visitors * that I think I am made for this job (and a few hundred other ones actually). I'll be talking all the time, showing off my knowledge, making bad jokes, teasing the curiosity of people around. Yes that fits!

and here's my master, master!

The mailbox

For years I had a nightmare... creatures, half men half bird, came to me to empty my body from my blood. I've been really scared by that image since years.
I hate birds :)

But today, it's my mail box I fear. Every morning I go downstairs, I get cramps in the stomach.
Which bad news?
Which word from the lawyer?

I only breathe when the afternoon comes. Unfortunately, emails are delivered night and day (sigh)

Candles letter to Santa Honey

Well actually I wish only three things (yeah I know that's a lot already) :

colours back on my cheecks,

 sparkles back in the eyes,

And a year without bad news in the mailbox

(look at that lion cat!)

Following the wandering stars

Hm, the song is pretty gloomy. I feel better than this sounds. Yet it's winter, and I am facing so many changes, so many first times.

I'm learning how dependent you get when you're living "as a couple". Suddenly you gotta learn or re-learn everything, everything. Even thinking for yourself, by yourself. So weird. Long and sometimes painful process. I follow the wandering stars that bring me light, here and there.

Love Potion

I've finished that painting a few hours before the varnishing. Pheww! Just in time! I've never worked so much, night and day, than in the past weeks. Crazy. You would "know" if you saw my face.

About Love Potion... I need someone to buy it very quickly because it's too big to keep it in my tiny flat lol!

I've got some people interested in it, wanting to reserve it for when they get the money... huhu.
It's not THAT expensive (shrugging)!

Well ok, it is but I used my sweat and blood and life potion (huhu) to make it! :)

Wondering

Right now, through the chaos, I'm focusing on work. Next week that wonderful, expected varnishing. Then, gotta start looking for (flexible) jobS, that allow me to keep taking care of my babes. For the varnishing, I feel overwhelmed, dunno where to find the strength, probably in the people around that support me so much.

Yeah, I'm wondering, will I find peace again, will I succeed, will I be the best mom for my babies.

Moving sands. I'm not used to them yet.

But maybe the worst was to walk on secure lands.
 Then you forget how to get your balance, maybe.

I want... (she wants)... to dream deep tonight.

Just don't mess with red heads (if you get a big car!)

My self-defence training happened on Sunday afternoon, right after my race.
I couldn't lift my legs anymore when I arrived there. And my brain started to work very slowly. Which made everything fun, and complicate for me. I had those big, huge boys in front of me, trying to strangle me, and I was supposed to get out of their grip, kick them in the face, on their knee to make them fall, and once on the floor, a final kick on the face with the knee! haha!
Easy-peasy! ;-)
That was comic from my side :P

But I pretty much enjoyed that first training. Interesting. I know at least I gotta run quickly if a bad boy is looking for troubles!

Conan the hunter (a totally disgusting story)

My posh kitten, my pride, is a tiger inside! haha! I was actually so proud when I followed him the other day (see guys, always keep your camera in your pocket! that's the only way to get crispy scoops!).
Conan had found a hole, and just kept trying to put his paws inside.

I thought he was playing with stones.

But my boy looked excited, jumping around, coming back. He was really trying to pull something out of the hole.
I bent down and was to check inside when a super nasty pair of eyes looked at me from the darkness (I screamed, ran to the house, really jumped on the wood table and called for heeEEEEeeelp!!!).

 A big, enormous and very ugly toad (he looked so mean, thank god I was much bigger) was there.
I'll never dream of fairy tales anymore (it was about time, I knowwww)

Kissing frogs and toads, no thanks. Give me a real prince!

Anyway, we gave a chance to the toad to escape Conan. Just one chance. Then, I would have let mother nature do its job and Conan get his first prey.

The ugly toad escaped.
He will probably meet a girlie toad, live happily ever after. And get..... lots of ugly baby toads!


(told you it was a disgusting story ;-)

"A man who does not think for himself does not think at all"

 Oh yeah, Oscar Wilde was really right.
I have no idea if the quote is appropriate here. You tell me ;)

That music, which was used for the Matrix, is so good.

The video... I don't know yet what to say about it. I know I like it though.
A man going in the opposite direction of the crowd. Struggling, escaping, like breaking chains.
Makes my mind boil.

Me Candy, you Jane

Jane...
Isn't it a super feminine name?!

Which Jane come to your mind? Tarzan's? Eyre? Fonda (haaa pretty Barbarella!) ?

Jane Campion was so far the only woman winning the top prize at Cannes Festival a few years ago with the Piano. I found that quite surprising. Not chocking, just surprising.

When I think of that (powerful) movie... I believe it had to be made by a woman. There was a particular approach. Feminine I think.

I love her sensitivity.

And I like when she talks of the "romantic impulse", that I would translate as "passion"..

"I think that the romantic impulse is in all of us and that sometimes we live it for a short time, but it's not part of a sensible way of living. It's a heroic path and it generally ends dangerously. I treasure it in the sense that I believe it's a path of great courage. "

Amen :)

Insane

I need to pack luggage and woosh away for another planet.
Human beings are a terrible species.
I feel ashamed and terrified of what we're capable of, how sick we are.


Lara Logan Breaks Her Silence On "60 Minutes" par marina2984

I listen to Lara Logan, and I think every man of this crowd deserves the same treatment as she got.

It seems they don't know really what it is about. They should learn, and they'll survive.
Oh yeah, the big boys will.
Lara did.

Fate, resistance, survival ?

Can't add much more than a doodle to the whole story.
Rage, yes I can add that word.
Then Hope will follow. No choice.