Overwhelmed.

have been a bad girl. This semester for me was seriously backloaded in terms of due dates, and therefore, in the next twenty-two days, I have the following to do:

1. 8-10 page paper on hospice care
2. In-class presentation about hospice care, followed by a 4-page reflection about said presentation
3. In-class presentation about the need to bring back professional nursing associations in Canada
4. Reflective practice Narrative re: something, anything I have done in Practicum
5. Short in-class presentation related to my practicum
6. 10-page critique of 2 research articles
7. Final practicum self-evaluation
8. Prepare a teaching plan and teach 6 classes of high school kids about healthy relationships, birth control, nutrition, and Diabetes (not all on the same day).

Um, yikes. Where was my foresight? Wish me luck! It may be a while until you see me here again - 22 days, perhaps. Good thing I didn't commit to NaBloPoMo.

Whimsical Locks

ately, I have been checking out hairstyles for The Big Day. I am definitely being drawn to pretty, wispy, 'this happened by accident and look how adorable it is' type styles.

two favourites:

from here via here

found here.

I showed both of these to my friend and hairdresser the other night and she absolutely refused to do the second one, claiming that it 'isn't me' and would fall out in about a minute.

Dammit, woman, can't you just tell me what I want to hear? that it's perfect?

She says she has an idea for me involving 1940's pinup glamour. Which is lovely and awesome, but not exactly the whimsical wispiness I was leaning towards.

Sigh. We shall see.

Nearsighted

Today, I am playing with the tiltshift generator app for iphone, and realizing that good curation of items is only one-half about the items, and one-half about artfully neglecting to photograph clutter.

Cozy Toes

y first pair of slippers was given to me for my eighteenth birthday. They were pink. fuzzy inside, fuzzy outside, boot-shaped, and given to me by a friend. I feigned excitement, then put them in the corner, not really intending to wear them.

But later, my feet got chilly, as they always do (Kyle often makes me wear socks to bed because they are so cold, even though there is no feeling more bizarre and uncomfortable to me than wearing socks to bed). And I put on my new, pink, fuzzy inside and outside boot-slippers. And I have never looked back.

Since then, I have purchased and worn out at least one pair of slippers (always boot-like in nature, never slip-on) each winter. I wear them inside. I wear them in the car sometimes. I bring them to other peoples' houses so that my feet can be warm and adorable anywhere I go. I have once or twice forgotten to change from slippers to shoes and worn them in the grocery store. It was an accident, I SWEAR. I am not one of those shops-in-her-pajamas types of people.

As the weather has gotten cooler, I knew it was time to find my next pair of slippers. So, on a whim, I stopped at Old Navy on my way home the other day, and there I found a glorious array of exactly the boot-shaped booties I love. With stripes, and pom-poms. Oh, my.

And here they are. So pretty, so cozy. If with this post I can convert one, EVEN ONE non-slipper-wearing person into a beleiver, I consider my job done. Just try it! You'll like it.

*PS, in case you missed it: The letter M (and all the scripty lovelies at the beginning of my posts) is brought to you by Jessica Hische and her Daily Drop Cap Project.