If You Put Lipstick on a Dog, It’s Still a Dog

TherapistMy sister had some specialised dog food for her dog delivered to my place a few weeks back, because I work from home and can easily take deliveries.

Forgetting this fact, I opened the packaged before I realised what it was. Since it was open anyway, I threw an organic lipstick into the box, still new in its cardboard package.  I had tried it and didn’t like the colour on me, I figured if she liked it she could have it.  A few days later she picked up the box and inevitably I forgot to mention the lipstick I’d thrown in.

Fast forward a few weeks…

She and her family were over for a summer BBQ at our place, and during our conversation she mentioned that the new ‘natural’ dog food company had the best deals on specialised dog food and really took the natural thing the whole way, because they had given her a free lipstick as well! At least she figured it was for her she mused… surely it wouldn’t be for the dog, right?

It was literally half an hour before she realised my hysterical laughter wasn’t about the absurd fact that she thought the lipstick might be for the dog, it was about the fact that they hadn’t sent her a lipstick with her dog food (are you crazy?), it was me! 

Best. Laugh. Ever.


Nighttime Antics

My husband looked at me this morning with a mixture of fear, concern and amusement. The fact that he had something he wanted to say to me was obvious and so I asked him what was up.

Here’s what he had to say;

Last night,  I came to bed late. You were already asleep and although I tried to get into bed quietly, I apparently disturbed you.

You sat bolt upright in bed at the first hint of my movement and yelled; “There are too many people in the muppets!!”Then you laid back down closed your eyes, and went right back to sleep.

Carrie, It was literally the single most disturbing thing I’ve ever seen.

“Omg!” I said; “What if I’m mentally unstable and I just don’t realise it?”

“Oh you’re unstable,” he replied, “but it’s nothing to do with your late night muppets obsession.” 😳

So, my question to you is, are there any dream interpreters out there want to take a shot at the chaos in my head?

Umbrella Honour System?

screen-shot-2016-10-21-at-19-29-03This is the umbrella stand at The Locale at New Lambton. If you’ve been there on a rainy day you’ve seen it.

The other day we were leaving the cafe after eating their delicious chicken pumpkin salad lunch and it was raining. My husband proceeded to pull an umbrella from the stand and open it.

“Is that yours?” I asked incredulously, (Knowing full well it wasn’t).

“No, why?” he answered.

“You can’t just take one!” I responded, horrified.

“Yes I can.” he said, “That’s what they’re for!”

After much back and forward conversation I figured out that he genuinely thought those buckets placed out for wet umbrellas, were in fact some kind of umbrella honour system whereby you took one when you needed it and put it in another bucket elsewhere when you were done!

I have no idea HOW many umbrellas he has stolen over the years (and left in random places), thinking he was a part of some wonderful share system but he assures me it is less than 10.

For those of you who have come out of a restaurant and found your umbrella gone over the years, take heart, it wasn’t some asshole hell bent on ruining your day, it was my clueless husband.

The Best Things in Life Are Free. The Second Best Are Very Expensive


I love the best things in life. My child’s hug, kisses from a puppy, the feel of my partners hand around mine, the sound of a baby’s giggle, precious time spent with ageing family members…

I really am all for those wonderful, irreplaceable, priceless things that money just cannot buy. They inspire me, they motivate me, they stay captured in my mind for days, and they are my priority.

But here’s the thing. Coco herself said it best;

“The Best Things in Life are Free. The Second Best are Very Expensive.”

I love a lot of things, and a lot of those things seem very damn expensive.

My husband asks me often what the difference is between a Target handbag and a Chanel handbag. And I just stare at him, because if you don’t understand without being told, you’ll never grasp it, and that’s just sad.

It comes down to this.

Most of us really do value those things is life that cannot be purchased, but there is some really great stuff that can be purchased, and it’s up to those of us that can appreciate the value to keep that train rollin’ along.

I for one intend to continue to appreciate those second best things. Every. Single. Day.

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