Archive for May, 2013

Hello, Mr. Cumberbatch

Wednesday, May 22nd, 2013

(*Forgive me, Wordpress isn’t co-operating and I can’t get the photos to position the way I want them. GRR!)

I can’t help it; I have a crush. On Benedict Cumberbatch, to be precise.

Here he is in his Sherlockian glory.

I really, truly dislike the process by which one inserts photos into Wordpress blogs. Part of me wants to go back to Blogger again, but I don’t want to do that to you dear readers!

Ooo…and beneath that, looking naughty and…bad. Heh.

And one more down below, just for fun.

No, no. You don’t have to thank me. Just go on and have yourself a great day, okay?

Later, gators!


Sunday, May 19th, 2013

I wanted to call this post “A Man With A Plan”, but I could not, as, even though I might be in possession of that aforementioned “plan”, I am not, and never have been, a man. But nothing else (that I could think of in fifteen seconds) rhymes nicely with “plan” and is feminine in nature. So that’s that.

Speaking of said plan, there has been a change of SOP here at Clan Starr. It came to B.E.’s and my attention the other day that there is just entirely too much electronics-based activity going on here. Cell phones, iPods, laptops. Too many noses pressed against various-sized screens. Particularly among the junior set, but that doesn’t exclude us, either. We’re equally guilty.

So the biggest change has been in the introduction of a new house rule: No electronics in the morning before a) school, or b) 9am (on weekends). And up until now my habit has been to procure a delightfully fresh and hot mug of coffee (and possibly either a muffin or a couple of slices of pulla, depending on recent baking sessions) and settle in to check email, Facebook, Pinterest and whatever-have-you before the noisy patter of tiny feet makes itself known.

This will be no longer. At least, for the foreseeable future.

Friday was difficult. I desperately wanted to check in. See what was transpiring in the Webiverse.

And then it occurred to me: I couldn’t imagine there being anything — anything at all — that was SO DAMNED IMPORTANT that it couldn’t wait until 9:00.

It was an epiphany.

But for a moment, I was lost. What would I do with this newly discovered time? How in heaven’s name would I occupy myself? And then I remembered a distant pleasure, one lost of late.

Reading. FOR FUN.

And suddenly, I got excited. I could spend that half hour, forty minutes, whatever it happened to be before the kids woke, READING. Don’t get me wrong. Like any other bibliophile out there, I have stacks of books that make up my TBR list, but I’d fallen into a trap of believing I just didn’t have any time nowadays to dig into that pile.

And lookie that, folks. I found the time.

So, even though it’s early days into this new routine, I’m enjoying it a LOT. I think that even though there may be days where I’ll crave some early-morning internet time, those feelings will quickly pass. And in the meantime, I’ll be able to dig into those stacks of books and rediscover the pleasure that I’d almost completely lost.

S’cuse me while I go read another chapter, because I’ve been sucked into this book I just started.