First thing that caught my eye on the Globe and Mail yesterday was a full page ad for British Airways with a huge photo of Buckingham Palace and a caption above it which read THERE IS STILL ONE PRINCE LEFT...book your flights to London NOW starting at...In that split second - the time it took to read the ad - Anticipation bounced back into my heart again and joyfully filled the void left since Will's wedding. I had sort of forgotten about Harry but now plans are underway for the next wedding... Rumours of a flirtation with Pippa were flying around the palace but hastily quashed by insiders - the same ones who said that Pippa was a right bossy boots. I think Chelsea has enough feist in her to keep the romance sizzling with Harry. So now take heart - we have another wedding in the works and babies on the way from Wills and Kate. Apparently Kate really admires Angelina Jolie. She and William want to adopt a little baby from abroad, as well as having a brood of their own and they just can't wait to get started.
After scanning the Sunday newspapers K and I watched the Late Late Show from Ireland on the internet - a favourite Sunday morning tradition, along with the coffee. They were discussing Sex Addiction and had an American addict talking about how it had destroyed his marriage and almost destroyed his life, until he got help. Then I began to think about Tiger Woods and was starting to feel sorry for him until Kevin interjected "The only thing that destroyed Tiger was getting caught". Apparently while he was bed hopping his game was at an all time high and he was scoring in every direction. It is only since they put the chastity belt on him that his game has deteriorated". I'm not a golfer but I gather there is some truth in that. My only question to myself and to others is 'how do you know the difference between a 'true' addict or an ass-hole in one? Like I mean womanizers and serial cheaters can crawl back to their wives with their tails between their legs and beg forgiveness on the grounds "I'm a sex addict". How do you know? Maybe there is many a marriage that could have been saved if the cheater had got 'proper' help. How does one really ever know?
We're all addicted to something - It keeps us sane. I'm addicted to chocolate and flea markets - in no particular order. That is what I was thinking to myself as we drove to Langford yesterday to visit the flea market. It was a beautiful sunny Sunday morning and the day stretched deliciously ahead of us. K wanted to get plants and shrubs for the garden. I didn't have anything particular on my wish list but that's the great thing about flea markets - you just never know what treasure you'll unearth. There's always something to catch your eye and with no taxes to pay, it's a steal of a deal! I ended up buying an adorable dog house for the chihuahuas. Never used for $15. SO cute and washable too - pale pink with little dark pink paw prints all over - just perfect for Lulu and Chi Chi. They love it and both can fit in it. Now there is a bit of a fight going on. The minute Chi Chi leaves the 'Pink House' Lulu jumps in to claim it. I also managed to find a fabulous red vintage crocodile skin hand bag for $20 - so 'Mad Men'esque. It is an original 1950's bag and was made in Canada - so unusual as nearly everything you buy now is made in China. A pair of vintage 1960's citrus green earrings for $6 completed the feast. Ah...the joy of Flea Markets - the thrill of the find - the thrill of a bargain - the thrill!!
Later that evening we were watching 'The Apprentice'. Donald Trump a.k.a. 'The Donald' was in 'foul' humour, especially since Pres. Obama publicly humiliated him at a recent event. Dee Donald has skin as thin as ice and does not like when the joke is on him. Obama was making a jibe about the big fuss Trump had made about his birth cert. and said if he had to worry about who next to fire on the Apprentice, he wouldn't be able to sleep at night! You should have seen Trump's face - he was like a BULL!! That same BULL face was just about to fire, either Star Jones or Nee Nee. You could cut the tension with a knife - when LO and BEHOLD a big notice appeared on our T.V. Screen - at the worst possible moment! - THE VERY WORST POSSIBLE MOMENT - to say that President Obama had a VERY important announcement to make to the United States...Hello? War with Libya? Trump? Iran? Our hearts began to pound with excitement. I still would have liked to know who got the chop on The Apprentice.
Vicky, Claudia and I took refuge in Kevin's cozy library so we could be all together as a family when news of World War 111 was being announced. It was right scary. While we were waiting for the announcement Kevin said he'd love a choc ice. Nobody would budge for fear they missed Obama. Yours truly - Me! as Always! had to race down to the gas station and buy the ice cream. I nearly crashed the car I was in such a hurry to get back. For all the good!! We waited... and... we waited... and we waited...Until FINALLY Obama came on to tell the world "WE GOT HIM!" Who? I wondered to myself. We already knew he'd aced it with Trump. "OSAMA BIN LADEN IS DEAD" he announced in his deep and deliciously masculine voice. There was no mistake! If he came on the air holding Osama's bloody head on a stick, I would have found it easier to believe him. But he didn't. It all seemed far fetched. We googled Osama and I was horrified to discover he was only days older than me!! "He looks like an old man!!" I said in disgust. Horrified that this 'auld one' was the same age as me. One of my beloved daughters (no name mentioned to protect her identity) piped up "If you let your beard grow Ma you'd look the same as him!" She sounded sincere. She was referring to the sad little 'wisps' on my chiny chin chin, the ones she has to tweeze for me as a punishment for not walking the dogs.
As I said...Never a Dull moment!!
Love you...and love one another.
Delisha xxx
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