Sunday 24 March 2019

Half-Arsed...


 I wish it hadn't been so long since I last blogged, as I am now right out of the habit, and finding it all a bit overwhelming.  Plus, it looks like you've all been really busy, so I've got loads of catching up to do (this is more a pleasure than a chore, mind).  To make matters worse, I have several things that I want to pin down here, but I can't remember them all, and the ones that I do remember, I can't really be arsed to make the effort required to [can't think of the right word/s - I'll come back to this].

 Well, I think I'm going to do some bullet points of the topics we should have blogged about since the beginning of the month then, if you make interested noises, we'll devote a whole post to the subject at a not-too-much-later date.  How's that?


  • The DeVice Mansion (or "Hexenhäusli deVice", as Mr Mago suggested), including curtains and garden guests.
  • "Shhhhh!  They're strapping down Liza Minelli." - Which pop culture words or quotes have entered your vocabulary?
  • Ms Scarlet's birthday.  Drat!  Too late...
  • Disco Maroons - A mish-mash of Star Trek styles (a bit late for this, too, as it was supposed to be for the February Art Challenge.  Nevermind, I can recycle it for March's.  If I can get it done within a week...)
  • Bryce's Bum and other Perfectly-formed Posteriors - Basically, this is just perving over some of the best bottoms in Star Trek Discovery (ZOMG!* Have you seen Ethan Peck Spock's bum in that space suit?!?)
  • A couple of day drifts (including today's foray along the beach)
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This is Friday's afternoon tea (try and ignore The Father's sausage fingers on the left - they weren't part of it)

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* I don't know what this means.  I mean, the OMG must be "Oh My Gods", but as to the Z... Anyone?

27 comments:

  1. Why yes....I did miss my tall glass of water!!!! I have been busy learning boylesque. Hey... I like dancing and don't mind not wear clothes. Now is this tea party of your work??? It's very pretty indeed. You'll be the next Barbara Cartland.

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    1. You know, we could have done with a show while we had tea. Can I book you for next time?
      And, no, the tea was provided at The Pheasant hotel in Kelling, not by my own hand (although I do have a similar cake stand. Two, in fact...)

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  2. Oh! When was Ms. Scarlet's birthday? Also: https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=zomg

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    1. Ah, thank you for the ZOMG explanation link, Rimpy.
      Ms Scarlet managed to overcome the ravages of ageing again back on the 9th.

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  3. Ooh - I am ganting (as Mitzi might say) for a nose around your soft furnishings, now that you seem to have settled in to such a degree that you have laid out a meal Brian Sewell (RIP) might sit down to without wincing! Jx

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    1. You might have to wait a little longer, as those dratted curtains still aren't up. The blinds are though!
      Oh, and I'm getting free electricity at the mo: I wired up Brian Sewell's spinning corpse to a turbine!

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    1. I think this may be my next post. Although, the house isn't quite enchanting yet...

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  5. That birthday tea party is lovely! HAPPY BIRTHDAY a bit late, my friend.

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    1. ** almost chokes on tea at Maddie's comment **

      Thank you, Very Mistress

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  6. I've just found out it was recently your birthday. Many happy returns of the day (belatedly).

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  7. Happy Belated Birthday Wishes, sugar!! xoxoxo

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  8. Happy Day dearie. A phrase that recently entered my orbit? Some person of the street recently yelled "No monkeys, no problem" as I was passing by. Was he addressing me or the sidewalk or just the general lack of monkeys? We'll never know.

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    1. How peculiar? Could this street oik have been a visitor from London, perhaps?

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  9. Alles Gute IDV !
    What a nice table - am I right, this is a "birthday tea", yes ?
    Cool service btw.

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    1. Thank you, Mago. Yes, it was my birthday tea as paid for by The Parents.

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  10. Oh I do like the crockery! You think you've forgotten how to blog??? It took me an effort to even sign in to Blogger. I shall now smooth down my skirts, un-ruffle myself, and indulge in a chocolate finger. I take it that you DO have a chocolate finger??? No high tea should be without one.
    Sx

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    1. Le gasp! My birthday tea was devoid of chocolate fingers!!! I've been diddled (and not with a chocolate one)!

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  11. *looks up the word 'ganting' still none the wiser*

    High camp high tea and not a blow tickler in sight. My maid puts on a good spread mainly shop bought pig fat laden comestibles and cocoa solids for herself and French macaroon and marzipan fruits for myself.

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    1. I'm glad to hear that Carmen saves the finer treats for you and your delicate sensibilities, Mitzi.

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  12. I want to see bums. And the DeVice mansion. And bums.
    You're not related to Alexxa Vice are you?

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    1. I was about to say that these bums are all clothed, but I've just remembered an instance of a derriere devoid of drapery from ST: Discovery, so you shall see bums, dear Hound. You shall see bums.

      But not if you continue to associate me with that strumpet (I had to google her)!

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  13. I like Hexenhausli. (with or without an umlaut)

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Tickle my fancy, why don't you?