Silliness

“Slowly she turned”

Every now and then I like to search for “slowly she turned” and blog the short descriptions from the search page. Usually the hits are from fan fiction or torrid romances. Here are ten.

“Slowly she turned to face the door just as Graham came through at full stride. At the sight of him a wild kind of joy seized her. Graham halted on the threshold.”

“It wasn’t, her heart pounded… But it was. Slowly, she turned to meet a pair of hard, dark eyes she told herself she’d never see again. ‘Chuck.'”

“‘Slowly.’ She turned and gave me a witchy grin. ‘Smiling at everyone.’ ‘Gee whiz, not smiling like that.’ ‘You look almost human in that skirt and sweater, Rosie,'”

“Ever so slowly she turned around, her eyes narrowed. She drew her hands to her hips in a defensive stance. “My plans have changed,” she bit out. Jay ground”

“‘Who is it, Isabelle?’ Isabelle’s face grew very still. Slowly, she turned and called out, ‘It’s your daughter, Mrs. Sherlock.’ ‘No, Belinda’s dead. Don’t do that to me,'”

“Then there she was, her snout smack up against the lens. Slowly she turned to sniff Charlie’s fingers. There was a pause before, very gently, she licked them.”

“Slowly, she turned to face him, her eyes hooded and gentle in the faint glow of his magic. ‘I have something to confess,’ Luna said quietly.”

“Slowly, she turned. Dylan strode toward her, his big body gliding through the crowd. At his side was his trainer, Max, carrying the red bag. She looked Dylan up”

“Slowly she turned to face the way she had come. The mist was thick as pottage. She could see nothing. No one. But though she could not see him, she could”

“With her two hind-legs, she lifted it out of the ground, into the full light; slowly she turned it and returned it, so that every side might receive its share of the”

I also usually find a few photos of mine out there that have been attributed but no permission was asked. Ah well. At least I got credit for them.

Silliness

Thwart

I ended up getting completely silly on Facebook last night begging people to bring me something to drink, and continued being silly at M’Coul’s, where Sandy took me for a late dinner and Smithwick’s last night. Gosh, I love this camera. At some point Sandy and I are going to come up with something scripted and good with the cats on video.

I’ll be at Elements Gallery again today from 11 a.m. to 6 p.m. Come visit me. I plan to be stitching and I might begin a tapestry while I’m there.

For those of you who have wondered what I sound like, this is for you. This is my first time uploading a video from my camera.

I think that I was just beginning my second Smithwick’s, so I can’t blame drunkenness for this one.

Marvelous meals, political activism, Silliness

Update

This will be short – my tendinitis has flared up again and I had another injection today. It hardly hurt at all. Also had my neck x-rayed and the doctor doesn’t think that it is causing it.

I’ve posted a widget for Forest Grove, Oregon to the right sidebar because my mind is spending more time there instead of here. My friend Susanne and I are flying there next Wednesday, where we will meet up with my friend Judy and we are all going to play at the Focus on Book Arts conference at Pacific University. I shipped a flat-rate box of my supplies today so that we won’t have to mess with checking bags.

The AC and furnace installation was finished today, thank GOD. Of course, the weather cooled down so I didn’t even turn it on. Oh the irony.

We’ve been doing major purging and cleaning and organizing. I cut the three tapestries off my loom and now I need to back them and either hang them or frame them. I have a nice collection of driftwood sticks and I think that I’ll try to hang two of them and frame the other.

Well, gotta go. Always assume that it is good news and that I’m happily busy when I don’t post. Or, if you really love me and can’t get enough of me, friend me on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/laurieponeill. Be sure to tell me you’re a reader of this blog and note: if you send me viruses or spam I will hunt you down like a dog and unleash the merciless fury of a hormonal woman in pain on you. I post about every day on FB and sometimes several times a day if I am feeling frisky.

Lake Waccamaw, Silliness

Ducks

two's company

“I’m telling ya, Marge, this is the life. Away from the rat race, just the quiet lapping of the waves and an occasional human tossing us some bread crumbs.”

duck party

“Du-u-u-u-de! Where ya been hiding? I’ve left you voice mails, sent you emails, you must’ve been away, right? Anyway, now that I’ve caught up with you, I invited the rest of the guys over. Par-t-t-t-ay! Right, right?”