Bopping about to Morrissey...

I have been listening to this song over and over on a loop for the last half an hour. I have to admit these days to Husband that I actually think that Morrissey is rather fantastic (I wasn't a Smiths/Morrissey fan when we got married..."we" being me and Husband that is, as I have never been married to Morrissey). So I thought I'd share my little Morrissey Moment... fab song eh?! I love his lyrics...they're hilarious and yet poignant all at the same time. And that the music is so upbeat and bouncy and yet it's about getting crushed by a ten ton truck...bwaahaaahaaa. If I was poncy I'd say something about the juxtaposition of the themes creating a novel, original piece of music...but I'll just say "Morrissey rocks" and be done with it.

So crank up your sound and have a Morrissey moment with me :D

I also had a funny moment in the shower this morning. For the last 3 or 4 showers I've noticed a spider up in the top right hand corner, up on the ceiling. Now, as I am not one of the 'Oh EEEEEEEK it's a SPIDER!!! *girly noise, girly noise*' brigade, I wasn't bothered by said arachnid, despite him being a fairly large, although somewhat spindly specimen. I just let him be. But this morning I found myself washing my hair, staring at him thinking, "Well there can't be too much fly traffic in this en-suite bathroom. I wonder if he's eating enough. Poor dab. But he's probably getting enough water. I wonder if I could shoo a couple of flies in here. But then he doesn't seem to have built a web...how would he catch them, poor dab."

And then laughed and laughed at my bizarreness. I think I must be deranged!

And THEN when I was uploading this post, Husband read it and said, "Well I had a similar thing at work the other day" and told me he'd seen a similar looking spider to mine lying on the floor in the corner, but he suddenly saw its legs move slightly so realised it was still alive. And then he went into this whole scenario in his head where he thought he'd take the spider and carefully nurse it back to health, bringing it flies to eat (cue Chrissie curled up laughing), and show his great ability to love and have compassion for even the vilest of God's creatures *smug feeling*... and then he said he thought to himself, "What in the heck am I thinking" and brushed it down the stairs. I laughed till I couldn't breathe.

Obviously this is a derangement that is catching. And as his episode occurred before mine, I'm blaming him!

I picked up this month's copy of Scrapbook Inspirations today, and just loved seeing TWO of the Scrappers Unlimited creative team in there, in the Gallery. Julia's Nan Rogers layout and Rach's layout about her grandparents...woo hoo!! (I would put the proper names of the layouts but I can't be tiddled to walk downstairs and find the mag!) And I know that Fiona (and Rach on a sort of joint venture with her) are in the next issue too. I really do think the Scrappers team are just a talented bunch of ladies and, more importantly, nice people with it! I love them! Thank you Scrapbook Inspirations!

My oven was cleaned yesterday. But it was so wonderous when it was finished, all shiny shiny, that I have to devote a whole post all to itself. I even took photos! And my Mum and I are a bit freaked to cook in it in case we make it dirty! Bwaahaaahaaa.

Deranged I tell you.