Posts from the ‘Things I Can’t Live Without’ Category

The Diva and The Jedi


Did I ever mention that I have a living alarm clock (LAC)? Yes, it is true. Somehow, I can never get it set to the appropriate time for my roll out. It has a mind of its own and it has decided that any time between 5:30 and 6 a.m. is a perfectly fantastic time to go off every single morning.

Even on the weekend, it refuses to let me use the snooze button. On the rare occasion that is doesn’t try to rouse me at the aforementioned time, somewhere in my (obviously, messed up) subconscious I get concerned that the LAC is broken. I then wake up at its “set” time anyway, just to check. The LAC knows how to “set” me, not the other way around.

Given that it is of the feline persuasion, I guess that is to be expected. Someone fed the LAC once, maybe twice, at 6 a.m. and now that is de facto breakfast time; no excuses. There are no “snoozes” without being bothered constantly. The torture can go on for hours. Trust me; I have tested various ways to shut my LAC off, to gain those few, extra, precious hours one might get to sleep in on the weekend, with no luck.

The LAC has a step-by-step procedure that ensures its success (a full tummy) and my grumbling first thing in the morning, every morning. It begins with the sweet “stare at mom intently right near her face” bit, then the famous “whiskers are for tickling mom’s face to wake her up” trick. Now, you have to give LAC credit for being gentle with me at first. That is a very kind gesture, but the torture progresses.

The previous actions are followed by the infamous “I’ll just give her a light tap on her nose, maybe her eyelid” and then (if the alarm clock is feeling extra-fancy) “If I add just a little claw to that pat thing, she will stir, I know it.”; both LAC patented moves. Lately, “Let’s nip at her fingers that gets her stirring.” has been added to the repertoire. Good one, LAC. Good one.

Sleeping with the covers over my head doesn’t work, as I can’t breathe under there and the LAC loves getting under the covers. Also, bumping (ahem,I meant gently nudging) her off the bed and saying (well, really, whinging) “Nooooo…Go awaaaay….I am trying to sleep.” never works. (Note to self: Yeah, like that’s ever going to work.) She just snuggles under the covers to continue the bothering or jumps back up and resumes her step-by-step attack at point one. Now, I may be complaining, but I wouldn’t give up my LAC for the world. I would feel lost without my living alarm clock. Even as I am composing this post, she is repeatedly begging me for a few of the treats “hidden” in the night stand drawer. Her name is Pandora and she has been my “baby” for sixteen years. Read more…

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This Little Piggy Went to Market ….


Yes, I am still editing well over 100 photographs from my excursion to the local farmers’ market, but trust me that the wait for the pics will be worth it. Part of the fun – and frustration – of creating a new post is the decision making: Should I write a little story around the pictures? Create links to vendors’ web pages AND additional photographs? Just the vendors’ pages? Should I break up the post into several posts/entries? Maybe I should just create a pictorial post with links to the vendors at the bottom of the page. Hmmm, decisions. decisions; but I did want to give a “shout out”, before I create my Market Masterpiece, to everyone there.

Bless the vendors at the Bellingham Farmers’ Market (BFM)! They are AWESOME! Everyone there made me smile. I came back home on a manic high. It seemed that everyone there loved talking to the potential consumer about their endeavors and stewardship of food, art, beautiful crafts, etc. That made it exciting for me; I left the market feeling more alive than when I entered it.

We all need connections like this in our lives; good food, wonderful crafts and art, great people pursuing their dream, community, and conversation. Next Saturday, around 9 a.m. close your computer, turn off your television, grab your family (maybe a friend), hop on or in your favorite form of transportation (heck, walk if you are close enough) and head to your local farmers’ market! You will be happy and have a smile after you join your community, even if it is just to have look … and a nibble! Don’t forget to take a big bag to carry all your goodies home with you. Maybe head to a park afterward and have a picnic. Buy local and fresh. You will appreciate your purchases much, much more if you get to meet the people who bring the food to your table and make the arts and crafts for your home.You might even make a new friend (or ten) along the way.

See you next Saturday, my beloved BFM!

Photos ©Carol A. Bourns, 2010

If you want to visit the vendors’ websites without having to dig through my posts, look to the “This Little Piggy…” link on the sidebar here. I am compiling a list as I go along.

All Photos ©Carol Bourns-Roberts, 2010

Short and Sweet: Ice Cream


A short story in three pictures and very little words.

Best.Ice.Cream.Ever!!!

Indecision Scoop of Peanut Butter Chocolate Chunk and Strawberry Tastes Like a PB&J Sandwich!

Mallard Ice Cream, Bellingham, WA

Mallard Ice Cream

A few extra words: They have over 500 flavors, including Earl Grey and Chocolate Chili, that they rotate. My next trip there I am having the Cardamom ice cream. They even have ices such as Golden Raz, made from fresh, locally picked champagne raspberries! I tried a taste, it was YUM!

All Photos ©Carol A. Bourns, 2010
All font photos for “HAPPY” from various sources – Composition by Carol A. Bourns

May Inspiration and a Notebook Always Travel with You


Photo from Library Marginalia*

Have you ever had a great idea or liked a quote enough that you thought to yourself, ” I have to remember that for later.” or “I must jot that down.”? I know I have many, many times…then forgotten the quote or lost the idea. Many an art project concept or bit of writing was lost due to my leaky memory.

Well, I have taken to carrying a small notebook with me (along with my camera) wherever I go. The notebook is not very large, just the size of a postcard, but it fits in my purse and does the job. It may appear a little boring on the outside, but inside, it holds my thoughts and future projects. Yes, I know my fancy, schmancy smartphone could do the job, and even take a picture to go along with the entry to boot, but it just isn’t the same. Maybe I am a bit old-fashioned, I don’t think there is any “app” that will change that fact.

Just yesterday, on a drive around Whatcom County, WA, I pulled “Crazy Notebook, Jr.” out of my bag and entered three or four things that inspired me and the name of places I want to revisit or photograph (with different light). It is a GREAT place to keep business cards of places I love, so I can search for related websites when I return home. No more saying, “I will remember that for later.”  If anything else, there is always a place to jot down a grocery or to-do list, but hopefully, that will be kept to a minimum.

There may be a fancier notebook in my future though, I have been eyeing a few at Gifts for Book Lovers. Remember, notebooks come in many designs, colors, and sizes.  I have been virtual window shopping at The Daily Planner just to get a few ideas for my next one. Maybe a proper Moleskine ♥ – the laser-engraved ones at “Engrave Your Book” are pretty nifty – but I would like one that I can refill, which would be fantastic.


Photo: Engrave Your Notebook

Right now, though, “Crazy Notebook, Jr.” will do just fine while I am reigniting my creativity. It is all about baby steps.

…and remember, notebooks aren’t always for writing or drawing:


Artist Journal: Unlikely Moose, Live Journal

* Anne Welsh at Library Marginalia has written a thoughtful piece about journaling and what it means in this day and age of the blog.