Litter bomb

Did you know that this:

Led to this:

Okay so Hiroshima didn't lead to Jennifer Ellison and her double entendre, but it was the funniest/randomest photo when I googled litter.


While I waited for the bus 2 young (17,/18?) girls ate some Doritos and then threw the bag on the ground. There is a trash can less than 5 steps from the bus stop and no buses were approaching so there was no logic behind their littering. Although the one girl was still trying to suck Doritios dust off her fingers; I didn't have the heart to tell her that the orange color was her fake tan, not cheesiness. Stick with me here, I'm almost there.


Anyway I picked up the empty bag and put in it the trash can, not saying anything to the young girls. I sat back down and an old woman turned to me and said how it was ridiculous these days and how could they do that. Now here's where the mushroom cloud comes in.


Old lady: You know it all started after they dropped that bomb. People started living like every day was their last and not caring about tomorrow. It got passed to the next generation and then next and now this one doesn't care about anything.


I just sorta smiled and nodded and tried to figure out how she made the mental leap from littering to the nuclear bomb...my mind rambles and jumps about but that's a leap even for me!

Try your luck

I'm loving blog contests and this one was recommended to me by the ever stylish Nancy.

Gocks Frocks is having a great contest to celebrate her 200th blog post, so check it out. She made some gorgeous dresses for Nancy's little ones for her wedding. How cute are they?

You could win a $50 voucher to use in Gocks Frocks Etsy store, so why not!

Seriously? I hate buses.

I took my time getting ready this morning because I'm off to Parliament tonight for another cross-party meeting. I was maybe running 5 minutes late after doing my "fancy" work makeup, actually styling my hair and accessorizing, so I was feeling pretty good.

I got to the bottom of the street and saw my bus across the road, not even 50 ft away. So I started to run down and waved at the bus driver as I looked both ways to try and cross the street.

The bus driver let the last person on, shook his head at me and drove off!

I most likely made some sort of hand gesture in shock (not rude, just flailing my arms in the air) looked both ways and crossed the road. I could see a red light ahead, so I ran up to the next bus stop (the best I could in boots and a dress).

The bus was not even 1/2 a bus length in front of the stop at a red light, but still up against the curb. Score, I thought, oh how naive I was.

I knocked on the door and the driver again shook his head and wouldn't let me on. I stood there for 30 seconds and motioned (again not rudely) that I'd just ran after the bus and was shocked he wouldn't let me on. He still shook his head sat there until the light changed and then drove off.

Seriously? Now I feel like I'm going to cough up a lung. Yes I'm not a runner or in shape, but if I coughed up a flemball I wouldn't be surprise right now. What a way to start the day.

At least I don't have to feel guilty about having chocolate cake for breakfast I guess.

Thursday Sweet Treat

Yes it's Tuesday, I haven't track of time. I'm talking about a great blog called Thursday Sweet Treat where a theme is posted every Friday and then the people who choose to showcase their work post their new creations on the following Thursday. I really wish I was properly crafty so I could do more than just admire the awesome creations of others.

I was lucky enough to win a silver necklace from The Silver Lake Studio; isn't it pretty? You can read about how the artist Sherry made it here. Thank you Sherry and Natasha!

This week's theme is Flicker of Imagination. My first thought is something sparkly, I might have to go out and find some edible glitter and make some glimmering cupcakes, yum!

Goodbye Jade

Jade Goody

1981-2009

Goodbye Jade. I'd like to say she'll finally be out of the spotlight, but I hope not. I hope young women everywhere realize how important your sexual health is and that is is paramount to get a pap smear and to report anything unusual to your doctor. And if your smear comes back abnormal, it could be nothing, but go back for a follow up.

I also really hope that England and Wales lower their test age from 25; personally I think 20 is too high in Scotland. I've known far too many people under 25 with precancerous cells and I find it ridiculous that they think that there are too many cellular changes in young women and that the paperwork and retests of false bad paps are too much a hassle. I fully believe that all women should begin getting smears at the age of 18 or when they become sexually active. I'm not a doctor, but that's my belief.

It's been sad watching Jade's health decline in the media and I'm not going to speculate what could have happened if she'd followed up her bad pap smear, but I do hope that her ordeal will open the eyes of others and help them preventing the same happening to themselves.

Slacker

The screen on our camera is broken, so it's a major pain to try and take pictures. Regardless I'm a slacker. Here is my new hair that I've had for a week now:

Seriously? Boo you OK!

This is what OK! has on the news stands right now:




Seriously? If it isn't horrible enough for Jade to be dying, you put out a tribute issue before she's even dead? I get she's playing this all out in the public eye, but at least have the dignity of not publishing her death before it even happens.


I bought the 2 special wedding editions of OK! and probably would have bought this copy had it come out posthumously, but this just seems like profit for profits sake. I'm all for Jade doing as much as she can to get money for her children before she dies, but I sincerely doubt she'd be happy about this. What if her son's see it? Poor taste OK!, poor taste.