Yield to it

July 31, 2010

I’m not really in the mood to write today. (So then why am I? Sigh… So many questions I long to find the answers for.) I’ve been off from work all week and have only two and a half more days (but who’s counting) before I need to head back. Bill and I took to the road on Thursday for an overnight in Owen Sound. We had a great time. We hoofed along part of the Bruce Trail and, yesterday, headed over to the Mono Cliffs on our way back into T.O. It was wonderful to get away even for only one night. I’m feeling a bit aimless now, though. Not a feeling I’m exactly enjoying either, despite the absolutely glorious weather conditions. Sometimes, I find it difficult to relax, feeling guilty if I’m not accomplishing more (ugh…) productive. I have so many lists  I’d like to whittle down into one big heap of have-dones. Speaking of which, I have not posted this week’s list yet with one day to go before I implode.

I think I’ll just need to give in and relax already. I’ll drag my sorry self out there and enjoy the rest of the day without attaching any expectations to it. So there.

I’m going to head over to my Saturday market ritual a little later in the day then usually. Maybe I’ll score some cut-rate prices on produce or fish since the market is closed on Sunday and Monday and has been known to offer a deal or two later in the day.

Before I forget, (as I did yesterday. What can I say… I was on the road.) here’s my word for the day:

Blithe adj, – joyous or merry in disposition. 2. without thought or regard; carefree; heedless. (Hm, sounds just like me!)

I walked with a  blithe step toward the market despite having oodles of French verbs to study and conversations en française to decode.

Busted

July 29, 2010

Busticate v. to break into pieces.

I am uncertain how many times one’s heart must busticate before it is strong enough withstand the trials and triumphs of true love.

Sizing it up.

July 28, 2010

Luminatic (see, I can make up words too!) big boy taken in Queen's Park as part of (you guessed it) Luminato 2010.

Behemoth n. (dictionary.com) 1. any creature or thing of monstrous size or power. 2. An animal, perhaps the hippopotamus, mentioned in the Book of Job.

I went out carrying a small clutch handbag, nothing like the behemoth I’m used to hauling around.

Not quite Broadway

July 27, 2010

Not quite Braodway but...

Nitid. adj – Bright, lustrous.

When I was younger I imagined my name encased by the nitid lights of a Broadway marque.

(based on a true story.)

Artificer

July 26, 2010

Things are looking up. Or, maybe, it's just me.

Artificer (wordsmith.org) – n. 1. an inventor. 2. a craftsperson. 3. a mechanic in the armed forces.

I always fancied being an artificer: an artificer of dreams, an artificer of magical moments, an artificer of a life well lived.

July 25, 2010

I felt too tired to post my sentence-of-the-day, when I got home last night.

The word-of-the-day was:

Zaftig – adj. full-bodied; well-proportioned.

Today’s word is:

Don – v. to put on or dress in. Or, n. 1. A Spanish title prefixed to a man’s given name. 2. (In the Mafia) a head of a family or syndicate.

Why not combine the two…

The zaftig beauty looked like a 1940’s pin-up donning a tight, crimson dress and four-inch heels.

24) Yikes…

July 24, 2010

I’m not the type of person who has a multitude of phobias floating around inside my brain and for that I am truly thankful. But I can’t deny there are a few things hovering, quietly shaking in their boots, that I fear I am afraid of. This week’s list is inspired by Jeanine’s post over here. Misery love company, no?

List 24 – Things that I’m afraid of:

  • a knock on my door when I’m not expecting anyone.
  • bumping into someone I know at the doctor’s office – which has happened to me on more than one occasion. This is not always unpleasant but can be a bit awkward.
  • that I will never get organized.
  • that I still sometimes care what people think about me.
  • stepping into an elevator before realizing the only other person in it, lurking just behind the door, is someone I really don’t feel like talking to.
  • sitting on a wet seat on the subway. With those upholstered chairs it can be difficult to detect a wet patched, ew.
  • gigantic insects or wild animals.
  • people who walk up to me, stand and inch from my face and scream (at the top of their lungs, from the pit of their stomach) how they want to kill me. This actually happened once, years ago. After the initial shock wore off I was able to shake it loose. Got to love city living.
  • having a rock thrown at my head. This also happened years ago. The rock just missed me but I could actually hear it whiz by my head. Thankfully, I am not a paranoid person.
  • becoming a paranoid person.
  • never reaching my potential.
  • not being able to take care of myself.
  • never be able to speak or understand French fully.
  • not being understood.
  • being stuck at my job (as grateful as I am for it and as fortunate as I am for working with the best people on the planet I just… )
  • not loving what I do each day. I want my days to energize me instead of zapping my of energy.
  • not finishing my screenplay and then, once I finish it, not seeing it produced.
  • allowing my creatively, inspired ideas to fizzle out like a spent sparkler on New Years Day.
  • screwing it (fill in the blank) up.
  • anxiety and/or panic attacks. This does not happen much anymore. Whew…
  • never allowing or admitting to myself what I want from this life of mine (which I really do love and am truly grateful for. So, then why… ?) and then not having what it takes to make it happen. (Tick/tock Kim.)
  • Losing someone close to me.
  • Getting seriously sick. Or, sick at all.
  • Someone close to me getting seriously sick. Or, sick at all.

It’s interesting to write all of this down but strange, too. It’s good to take a look of things that scare you sometimes, I think, to shine some light on what might be holding you back. Maybe it will make it easier for me to focus on the opposite of these fear inducers. I have every intention of taking this list and flipping it around.

Power of positive thinking, you dig?!

I’ll post the word of the day this evening. I must fulgurate to the subway if I want to make it to work on time.

July 23, 2010

Fulgurate. ( from dictionary.com) v. to flash or dart like lightning.

Beggar (from wordsmith.org) v. 1. to exhaust the resources or ability; to defy.  2. to impoverish.

After staring at my home page on Facebook, for what seemed like hours, despite the large and unsteady pile of work on my desk yet to resolve, I realized I had beggared every last brain cell on offer. Now, running late I must fulgurate for the streetcar which leaves in just under five minutes.

July 22, 2010

The gloaming on Lake Ontario

Word of the day (from Wordsmith.org): Gloaming – n. Twilight; dusk.

I had wrestled with the idea for hours that day, whether or not I could do what the task required, until, bathed in the receding amber glow of the gloaming, I understood I had no other option but to proceed.

(I hope I used the word in its correct form. Any input is appreciated.)

The Opposite of Noise

July 21, 2010

The opposite of noise.

In an attempted to write a sentence a day, one of the wants on my list, I’ve decided to take a word from Dictionary Reference (not sure if I will continue to use this source but in the meantime… ) and construct a line around the daily chosen term of choice. Let’s see how long this last for…

Today’s word is:

Occlude: v. to shut in, out or off.

I immediately grabbed my ear plugs, at 3:32 am, having woken with a start from a fit and sound slumber, in order to occlude the depressing sounds of loud music and drunken laughter emitting from the backyard next door.