February 24 - March 2, 2013

I returned to work this week in order to share my "cold" and elicit hoped-for sympathy - my husband and kitties having had enough of my whinging (isn't that a perfect word). Surprisingly 3 of the brooches this week were presents from the same person. Can you guess which three?


If I wasn't such a pale spotted person who burns in the shade in a few minutes, I would love to swim with the fishes in some turquoise sea.  When as a teenager, my friends and I would swim at the outdoor pool at Riverdale Park in Toronto. You could always spot me as I would be the one wearing a t-shirt over my bathing suit - tres alluring.










This is a favourite of Purdy's - the young'un of our feline clan. I bought it cause it looked like a nest with little brown eggs and I liked the helter skelterness of it. Maybe that's why Purdy would grab it off the dresser and maul it a bit til I woke up. It is now safely tucked away.












For my fiftieth birthday, I wanted a tattoo. My husband found me a Tattoo parlour (why is it called a parlour?) called Stigmata. Took me a while to decide - maybe a celtic something or other because of my heritage but then it all came to me - a road sign, and not just any one - The King's Highway. As we drive along the smaller highways of Ontario they always catch my eye. So on my back shoulder is that road sign with a number 1, which to me represents the Trans Canada Highway. Now, let's all sing together "I have walked crossed the sands of the Grand Banks of Newfoundland. Lazed on the ridge of the...........................".  I like this brooch. Another nod to a great highway (and a great T.V. series).

I love it when travelling friends bring me back brooches from their toots. This was a brain squeeze for me and my friend couldn't quite recollect where he found it either. I think it's from Sweden, with pressed wildflowers on reindeer or deer bone. - It almost sounds like something you might order to eat in some fancy joint. 

What can I say except the wine bottle is waaaay toooooooooooo small. I have a friend who would give me a wine glass the size of a fish bowl. We should all be so lucky to have a friend like that.













Here's to all the Altos in the world. Long may we reign my dear friend M MacM.

I swear I was sober when I bought this, but for the life of me I don't know why.