wings. I wish.......

oh what a beautiful. morning

Monday and Friday.

Every day seems to be Monday or Friday. I really do no know what happens inbetween...the days go so quickly. Monday and Friday I work in a charity shop. Friday was Otley. Day......we went around the charity shops and bought the dog a bone.

We now go on Saturday instead.....first taking Monza dog on his walk

What about work for the van I hear you Ask? Well basically there has not been any.....so as usual lately we have no money, therefore no gas and electricity,  and food is what comes out of the freezer.

It is amazing what can be found in a freezer!

Really must get into labelling stuff. Some curry can be a little surprising, some I do not remember.... Like pasta and soup. Then.....I remembered that it was a neighbours cooking. Now that was a surprise.

Time to give in and get a proper job.
I think the charity shop deserves a break..... That would be from me........

Until the day break......

 do you know? sometimes I really wish I was clever. If I was....I would never have taken these photos.....though as I have, and they are really good I am going to go with them and hope that I will be forgiven for my lack of appropriate behaviour.....hey tell you what though these photos are my best yet.......

 This is Clawdeen Woolf, from Monster high that I rescued from a charity shop on Monday.....

I rescued 5 little monster high gals ....though This is a fave.........

 So monza the dog needs a walk.....He has no sympathy for ,my arm hurting, or my neck or the surgery I have had....he is a sensible animal who wants to be happy, walk and eat.  If you do not have those things......in that order in the mornings you find yourself flung out of bed and on the floor............ bang. .
so Mornings are for happiness; walking and breakfast. Never argue with a German Shepherd ...in fact never argue with a German sheperd who is much cleverer than you.....or me in this case.

 So off we went.....Clawdeen got to see her new world...which today was very misty.....it does not look that way in these photos does it!? well the airport had the run way lit in day light......

 This is a doll......

Until the daybreak......I never knew this was such a beautiful part of the bible......

Yes....I looked it up.

Until the day breaks, and the shadows flee away, turn my beloved

And be thought like a roe or a young  hart upon the mountains of Bether.....

Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn my beloved.........

From the song of Solomon.........

Frankie goes a walkies.....

 As always...job number one each day is walk Monza the dog. If for some reason we are a bit late or spend a second too long drinking tea. we are tossed off the bed to the floor ....thump. Monza can easily extract two humans from a bed room.....and have them assembled for a walk in seconds.
 Never disobey a determined German Sheperd.

 To day I feel like a boiled donkey.
 This is my fave doll from Monster high....Frankie Stein as she is all scars and put together from other parts. A bit like me then....except there is no way I look this good.
 Today my whole right side hurts....neck arm scars, hip and ankle. I was warned this could be a possibility. pox.

 Monza the dog had no sympathy and chucked me out of bed anyway.....so off we merrily went in the bright crisp morning. Looks quite warm does it not!?...well trust me it was not. my poor little hands turned to ice.

 part of the way around the phone rang. father in law wanting us to go over to his house to pick up a pack of dog food for Monza.........

 We all got into rusty the van straight from the walk still with Frankie on the dash board. We let ourselfs into father's......there he was asleep in front of the telly.
situation normal then. I could see him breathing with his head in his hand........how to wake him!?

 It was round about then that I realized I was still holding FRANKIE STEIN.......UM.....said father.

 Yer want a cuppa? ......were waitin' fer Jeremy Kyle te cum on't telly.......
so we had a cuppa, and told him about my job applications. a jewelry shop, an art gallery, and a supermarket.

Jewelry shop!? ah don think yer any good fer that  un......art gallery!? what de yer know about art!?

I pointed out a A LOWERY print on his wall......followed by an oil sketch of a hunting scene....

Whens they interviewin' then?

 Whats job at supermarket!? shelf fillin' would be ideal fer yer. no technology involved. the won put yer on't till.....

We drank our cuppas.
At home I ripped up the supermarket application. ......he is perfectly right. I am not suitable.

Yesterday I asked him if he wanted to see my new CV! na. he said not interested....an don tell me whats on it neither...yer talk to damn much as it is.
I think I should point out here, that I had a hobby of making and designing jewelry...I even went to a night class, as well as working in retail for years, some of the time selling and merchandising Jewelry and accessories....LIKE SHOES!!!!!!! , And yes I do know a little about art. Art college teaches you that!

What does dad know...said Lee. He only just woke up.
Any way...excitement....I have an interview for a local shop. Early start!!!!!!!!!! for Friday. ....I can then go onto my volunteer job further down the high street.....te he tiddly dee

Rock Angles...Bratz......

A rock anglz Bratz I rescued a while ago.....unfortunately I had to cut her hair , as it was bejond conditioner and hair jell...... just a heat damaged mess......so a spike bob was born......

Everything else about her was in reasonable condition, the clothes and guitar came from a different rescue.......

Monster high rescue

Yes! all five at once.......

Early dog walk.......

A lovely morning up by the airport. it looks warm and sunny. It was warmish and sunny, with a breeze as opposed to  freezing blasts of air. Mind you, it was cold enough to make my wet hair freeze my head......or brain.

Yesterday I found the great treasures in a charity shop. So obviously I got very excited and bought all of them at once. This did result in a cash flow crisis....so beans and chips for dinner! well worth it though......

So here we have Dracalura, Frankie Stein, Goulia Yelps, Cleo de Nile and Clawdeen Woolf. ...Two are them are dead tired too!

First we walked around Yeadon Tarn the long way, past the band stand and fisherman.......

The swans all started to head towards us, as they thought I had food. It was in fact a monster high doll, and not much good for swans to eat.....

We went a few times around the old grave yard.....

 Watched some planes take off and then back to the van......home we went to discover.......
no breakfast. pox.
Father in Law turned up on the bus and we went to local supermarket.......father thinks I talk too much....
well I do.