The Life & Miss-Adventures of Emme Rogers
It’s funny how we all strive for the sense of perfection.
If we ever obtained it, would we want it? Would it be fun? Would I be happy?
I look at the women in my world that outwardly portray this, and it seems as though it is a sentence that comes weighty in anxiety. Or is this just my excuse for not striving harder for it?
200 pairs of shoes!! After last week’s Consumed on HGTV Canada, I kept thinking how does someone acquire 200 pairs of shoes and then I took a more honest look at my wardrobe. And a more honest look again when I saw the inside of my closet. I’m embarrassed to say the floor of my bedroom and guest room have at times become my closet. And my piles if anything look higher than those on Consumed.
I do clean them up, fold things and if I’m lucky the folded clothes do make it into my drawers, but life can just get so busy and over whelming. I need a Fairy God Mother. (I was going to say I need a Fairy Darren Doyle, but somehow I think that may get taken the wrong way.)
So are there any Darren Doyles out there that want to build me the above and do as Jill Pollack suggests on her blog? I am completely okay if your name is not Darren. I just love a man that’s good with his hands! 
Kisses,
Emme xoxo
If I was truly, brutally honest with myself, I’d have to admit that I am not perfect. *gasp* Shocking, I know. But amoungst one or two things that I could fine tune about me, is my ability to lose track of time.
Oh, I have excuses … like the never ending pile of work and deadlines, chatting with my Mom on the phone, not being able to find the outfit that I want to wear (that may be an issue for another day, pertaining to putting my laundry away), wallowing in the tub, the phone always ringing as I try to leave the house, forgetting to eat, forgetting the car is out of gas, needing to check that the stove is off twelve times … Regardless, it’s getting out of hand and it needs to stop.
Photographer: Toni Verdú Carbó
And it seems the powers that be were telling me just that this morning, as I headed out for a hike … late as usual. I just wanted to finish that one last thing on the computer and, of course, I’d forgotten to eat, yet again. So I grab a quick bowl of porridge and raced for the car. Yes, I know there are many things wrong with that statement, like when was I going to eat said bowl of porridge, not to mention the fact that I decided the safest place for it was directly on my lap.
As I began to drive, I thought, “what a lovely warm bowl of porridge.” That was until the warmth started traveling down my upper thigh. I looked down. I picked up the bowl. My crotch was covered in warm milk.
Did I mention it was a Singles Hiking Group I was joining?
If you’re wondering if I went or not, I did. It was a beautiful day, any man that can’t get the humour in a milk covered crotch probably shouldn’t be with me, and lululemon pants dry fast (or at least that’s what I decided).
Thinking time management may be a good topic to tackle in my next session with Jennifer Priest.
Kisses,
Emme xoxo
New month and rather than drag my feet and focus on a ‘no’, it’s time to return to my original journey and a number of dreams that I’ve been sliding to the back burner, whilst dealing with more immediate demands, most of which are for others dreams. I love helping others out, but too often I seem to do so at the expense of my own dreams. How do I stop? I don’t really know. I guess I could learn to say ‘no’, but that might take time, as thats a word that doesn’t come easily to me. In the meantime, a few tunes to kick me into the right gear:
Had one of those ends of my day, where really the only cure is music, and better yet, music that makes me smile and reminds that as a Canadian artist you can be successful. So I returned to a longstanding tradition of my teen years – mixed tape making – only wish this looked like an actual cassette tape (it’s a security thing, kind of like my yellow blankie that’s still in my room at home – if anyone knows how to do such things on the web, please share, I couldn’t find what I wanted):
PS If one of your tunes is not on here, it’s because I was limited to what I could find on Grooveshark, which brings me to my apologies to the Mac crowd – their widgets are flash based – I’ll put in a request for a change to html5.
