The week hasn’t officially started and I know it’s going to be busy + banana’s. It is written in the stars and in my composition notebook filled with five pages of to-do’s to be completed by 6 p.m.  Welcome to my wildly glamorous life. I found this bunny via From Me To You, only the world’s best Tumbler. I know you find that hard to believe that I have discovered the best Tumblr, that would be like saying I found the best blog, it would be near impossible but really Jamie Beck’s Tumblr is so fabulous that I am going to deem it the best.  You will just have to check it out for yourself here and concur. Happy Monday!

I am such a procrastinator.  I have so much to do right now and not enough time to do it, so I am doing what any good procrastinator worth her salt would do–put off what I could do today until tomorrow.  Except today was yesterday’s tomorrow and I am sorely behind. I have run out of time to procrastinate and have to get some things in for deadline, which is why I am writing this post. I continue to procrastinate, but this feels like a little deep breath before I have to dive into the deep end of unfinished business.  For some odd reason when I am writing a post on borrowed time I don’t feel as guilty as I would if I say was lost on Flickr for an inordinate amount of time (it’s quite easy to do).  I shot these peonies the other day, I am working on product shots and got distracted and started shooting my props solo.  At this rate I won’t be opening my shop for another three years, sigh.  Okay, off to meet a deadline, wish me Godspeed.

P.S. Thank you to the inordinately beautiful ‘This is Glamorous’, Rosaline featured a link to my poppies which in turn has validated my procrastination problem even further.

I came home last night to my very naughty Frenchie Bella leisurely reclined on one of the pairs of my black silk vintage club chairs. Even if she had a glass of vino and cigarette in her paw she couldn’t  have looked more relaxed.   Did she jump abruptly off the furniture in a moment of panic and guilt when she spotted me?  Nope. Bella knows better than to be on the chairs, she sheds like crazy and white shedding Frenchie plus black furniture is a no-no.  These chairs will one day be re-upholstered in a natural Belgian linen (one mystical, magical day when I come into some excess cash…). I digress…I wanted to scold her and remind her that I have lambasted her father (the Fancy) for lesser infractions, but whenever she tilts her head just so and gives me that ‘What me? Did I do something wrong?’ look she gets yet another free pass to bad behavior.  I’m an enabler, it’s true.

You’d think if one saw clouds like this on the horizon and bothered to shoot them that you may deduce that a storm was a brewing. Everyone else on God’s green earth might, but Miss Oblivious B. may not put two and two together.  Wha?  I, (the aforementioned Miss B.,) had furniture in the backyard for a garage sale that shouldn’t have gotten drenched and now may suffer from wood rot and stupidity (on my part not the furniture).  Heck I can’t explain how my mind works (or doesn’t), I just know I thought this was a tremendous photo-op and then I called it a night. I still stand by my decision to shoot but have to mentally flog myself for being such an air-head. Welcome to my world.