Colour Me Happy

I have a little routine that I generally try to stick to in order to avoid arriving at work late and general disorder in the day.

It's slightly kindergarten-ish. One of those things that kids have to do so they have time for playing and dawdling in the morning, but it seems to work.

I choose my clothes the night before.

Ok, I also pack my lunchbox and get my coffee ready for the drive.

This is generally a good move. I hop out of bed, hop under the shower, and hop into my already-chosen clothes. Quick quick! 

But sometimes there are mornings like this morning where I have hopped out of bed, hopped under the shower and then...  not liked my outfit choice.

This is a real stumbling block for me... I'm indecisive at the best of times, so you can imagine that in the morning, before coffee, before breakfast... it's not a good situation.

There were a grand total of 3 half outfits this morning, and I was stating to get incredibly frustrated at my wardrobes lack of going-together-ness when I saw it. 

Et voila! Mood changed, clothes found, day made. 

SO, the round about point of that whole story was this... some teal things for you:

Recognize that one??? It's the Isar in Winter. The image that started this whole dang love affair with teal. 

pics from here, here, here, here, here and here

*Please note, hopping does not actually happen until after coffee.

It's Friday!

Pic from here

Chills

This morning's KOL vibes are brought to you by Lowe Bull, Cape Town, and come with a whole lot of chills!

Like CopyRanter said on his blog:

"I think that may be the best way to go with an organ donor commercial. I know some of you will disagree, which is fine. I was on the fence between praise and derision myself."

What do you think?


Organ Donor Foundation TV commercial - 'Leila' from kirk gainsford on Vimeo.

Clever Illustrations

I just saw the quick little trailer for Haiku for the Single Girl by Beth Griffenhagen on Cup of Jo.

The illustrations are by Dan Meth who I have never heard of, but now think is great... but you go ahead and judge for yourself!



Haiku For The Single Girl from Dan Meth on Vimeo.

Baddies

When I got home from work this afternoon there was a note under my door. A typed out note with the heading:
REWARD
Last week I was broken into in !:/;': Estate (where I live).

One of those mysterious types where there was no security breach, the baddies came in through the sliding door on the second floor and left through the front door, locking up behind them. Naturally no one saw anything.

Now, usually I am not scared. Heck, I've been home alone all week. So I just got a lock for the garden gate, and that was it.

But the later it's gotten, the more skittish I've become.

Why is that dog barking? Why is it barking so loud? Why is it still barking? I've never heard it bark before.
What is that drilling noise? Is someone taking the door off the hinges? Do they think I'm at the agm? Oh... It's just the fridge.

Gah!

What's a girl to do on a night like this other than close ALL the windows tight and have some wine to know the lights out?

Let's hope for sweet, peaceful dreams.

For that yapping, freaking-me-out-now dog.

Look At You

A very dear potential-future-president friend of mine had this as her bbm picture today. I felt it was fitting for this stage of my life. Your life. Our life. Well, life in general.
We are young!

Sahara Scribbles

Look at the lovely 'scribble' the Little Veck did!

Clever or what?

You can find her here

Thanks Sahara!