Purple Dragon

I'm half in tears here.

I've just spilt boiling hot latte over my hand.

It hurts

Apparently it is Gabriel. I've always thought it was Michael.

Born: Monday
Presiding ArchAngel: Gabriel
Assignation: Annunciation
Daily Affirmation: "Today I will embrace all that comes into my life and raise the spirits of others."

Celestial Title: Angel of Mercy

Archangel Gabriel is the presence of God. He speaks without saying a word and the news that he bears is significant. He is an alchemist from heaven turning a starved moment into a hearty feast. He announces the coming of goodness and fortune. When a phone rings with news of support after countless months of no response, it is Gabriel that dials the phone and speaks through the party on the other end. He is delivering God�s gift and he is relentless in his efforts to do so. He is incredibly purposeful but equally as reserved in a very majestic and powerful sort of way. In that bright moment our energy body is heightened and that which appears hopeful is cloaked in a knowingness. Then in celebration he wraps his magnificent wings around you and you lovingly melt into the significance of God`s glory and just be.

In a moment with Gabriel we remember what our purpose is and how to go about staying on task. Call to Gabriel if you have a tendency to forget. Listen to him by acknowledging the wisdom of your own intuition. His silent presence will speak volumes and you will smile for a long while as you and he become one in raising the spirits of others.

Associations & Assignments

Like any entity charged with duties and responsibilities, Archangels have certain associations of creation that are engraved in the very fibers of their etheric being. They are handed specifics to govern. Its these assignments that bring them into this dimension where they can participate with us.

Celestial Order: Seraphim
Day: Watches over those born on Monday
Chakra: Sacral (2nd)
Color: Peach
Planetary assignment: Governs the Sun & the Moon but spends a lot of time on Earth
Main Issue: Emotional balance
Sense: Taste
Fragrances/Incense/Oils: Jasmine, Rose, Sandalwood
Crystals: Citrine, Carnelian, Golden topaz
Life Lesson: Challenging motivations based on social conditioning
Altar suggestions: Peach candle, for sweetness; heart-shaped mirror to reflect back love to the Self; peach-covered personal notebook; an pinky peach starfish (ornament); an Amber ring (or necklace; a golden Topaz; Jasmine perfume; piece of ivory peach silk and of course... a Prayer Chest.

My son is Raphael, No2Child is Metatron and No3Child is Michael.

During its 'Acorns to Ancients' seed collecting month (23 September to 23 October) the Woodland Trust is encouraging people to collect seeds such as acorns, beechnuts, ash keys, hazelnuts, rowan berries and crab apples from the local ancient trees recorded at www.ancienttreehunt.org.uk where there are instructions for nurturing them into new trees to create the ancients of the future.

Just sat and watched it again. Got totally caught up in it, was a bit surprised to find my living room on the periphery of my vision when it ended.

The clothes, the shoes, the decor, the locations! How could anyone live in heels that high every day?? How do they stay so slim? Where do they find the time? I know it isn't real, but the women who play the characters are real.

I'm off to bed.

Well, that is a bit of an exaggeration, but I have been spending money I don't really *need* to, today.

I bought myself a new DVD - Sex and The City. I went to see the movie with some pals a few weeks ago, and I really loved it, so I bought it.

I popped into the charity shop this morning when I was at the library and bought myself a walking stick. I want to take it on my walks with the dogs in the woods. Firstly, to help push foliage out of the way - those thistles and gorse can be right prickly; secondly, just in case some raving nutter decides to have a go - smart rap round the head with a stout stick is a good deterrent. I found a really lovely stick. The handle is all knobbly and looks like it was just hewn from the tree. Very comfy in the hand! Whoever had it before put lots of wee badges onto the long bit as well, which adds a bit of individuality.

Happy, I am

I nicked this off Jen.

The rules are going to Wikipedia and type in just your day and month of your birth, then choose four events, three births, two deaths, and one holiday...

Four Events

1745 - Battle of Prestonpans: A Hanoverian army under the command of Sir John Cope is defeated, in ten minutes, by the Jacobite forces of Prince Charles Edward Stuart
1827 - According to Joseph Smith, Jr., the angel Moroni gave him a record of gold plates, one-third of which Joseph translated into The Book of Mormon.
1937 - J. R. R. Tolkien's The Hobbit is published.
1995 - The Hindu milk miracle occurs, in which statues of the Hindu God Ganesh began drinking milk when spoonfuls were placed near their mouths.

Three Births

1866 - H. G. Wells, English writer (d. 1946)
1934 - Leonard Cohen, Canadian singer and songwriter
1947 - Stephen King, American author

Two Deaths

19 BC - Virgil, Roman poet (b. 70 BC)
1904 - Chief Joseph, Nez Perce leader (b. 1840)

One Holiday

International Day of Peace

I watched that Lesley Ash thing on STV last night. I feel so sorry for her. Usual cliches, I know, but she was so lovely, and then that went and happened to her.

One of the things that annoyed me so much was the press. Yeah, she looked bloody awful, but who the hell do they think they are that they can just judge someone for trying to look nice? It wasn't her fault it went wrong. For her, in her career, looking good is the be-all and end-all. If you look like a harridan, you get no work. To be so aware every single day in life of how you look and then to start losing those looks must be dreadful.

Anyway, back to the programme. I found it dead scary that these injections and those who administer them aren't regulated!! Anyone can go on a course and then start injecting god knows what into other people's faces. And the drugs themselves aren't regulated either. Just look what happened to Lesley Ash.

A friend of mine had a boob job a couple of years ago, and they didn't mess it up (as such) but it wasn't the job she was hoping for. She has some problems that are going to have to be rectified, under anaesthetic. I have always said that, although I would fancy higher boobs, I didn't fancy a boob job because elective surgery can be so risky. I had elective when I was sterilised, but it was that or risk being pregnant again, and to me, the risk of the anaesthetic outweighed that of getting up the duff!

I had often thought about getting botox, or collagen, or something like it, to reduce the lines around my eyes and lips, because I thought it would be fine and safe. I thought it was just a matter of choosing someone who did it, then tootling off and getting it done. It was only my fear of needles that has stopped me doing it already. Not any more! I just didn't know how dangerous it could be!

Someone on the programme got an injectable boob job as well. Man, that looked sore! She was awake, and they shoved a needle up under the bottom of the breast, and injected this stuff (I don't recall what - I was too busy trying not to watch!) and her boobs were instantly bigger. Apparently it lasts about 18 months. She was dead chuffed, but you could see it hurt.

I have to ask, as well. When you've had all these things injected and the skin has puffed up, when it wears off, the skin has got to be saggier, surely? Which makes it more lined. Surely? Then you have to be in facelift land!

Is anyone else thinking Cassandra off Dr Who?

My three year old caught a bit of a cold from my Mum. It wasn't much of a cold, pretty much over before it began, but the cough is something else.

I feel that sorry for her.

Sunday, she coughed and cried, and cried and coughed, and couldn't catch her breath.

Yesterday, she was off school. She lay on the chair for the whole day, never moving except to take small sips of water, and occasionally dozing off. Not normal behaviour for a 3-year-old.

Today we went to the post office to post a couple of wee parcels (Hi, Subz!!) and she coughed so much, she couldn't catch her breath, and the post office wifey went and got her a glass of water.

Tonight, at bedtime, she coughed so bad she threw up.

Poor little chicken. Good thoughts, spare Reiki, whatever, willingly and happily accepted

I just weighed myself.

I knew I was putting on weight, because my clothes were SO uncomfortable, but I just got on the scales and nearly about fell off them again.

I am, officially, a big fat lazy slob.

When the Dr came to look at Laura, he decided that the photosensitivity and high pulse rate were of concern, so he called an ambulance to take her to hospital.

We are not long back, but I thought I would update everyone, because I know some of you were worried.

Basically, she had a severe allergic reaction to ingested gluten, but her body is coping with the reaction and she is okay now. Well on the mend.

She is sitting watching Spongebob just now (we haz culture) and cuddling the teddy that Daddy brought her back when he rushed home to be with her last night (well - this morning really).

Thanks, everyone, for your thoughts and messages.

we are sitting waiting for the ambulance to take her into hospital

Sitting here waiting for the Dr to visit my girlie, so I've nicked this from Subz

Word Association

1. pink ... boa
2. shoe ... shine
3. zebra ... stripes
4. school ... bus
5. button ... up
6. kiss ... and make up
7. over ... done
8. pool ... car
9. run ... away
10. seven ... veils
11. dew ... pond
12. apple ... and pear
13. building ... site
14. hat ... sun
15. book ... mark
16. song ... bird
17. banana ... manana
18. plane ... crazy
19. tyre ... iron
20. light ... switch

The Dr phoned and they are coming out to see her.

I have phoned my man and he is on his way home.

They are very concerned about the heart rate and light sensitivity.

Fukkit. I'm shaking.

Laura got glutened today, quite badly.

I'm sitting here waiting for the Dr from NHS24 to call me back.

She has been crying in agony with stomach cramps and headache, with light sensitivity, but the worst part was the heart rate of 120bpm.

She cried herself to sleep, and I have hunted out the baby monitor so I can listen to see if she is okay. Poor wee lass was doubled over in agony.

I think her temperature has dropped, although my thermometer is pretty unreliable. Why, oh, why, do I never remember to buy a reliable bloody thermometer?

Recently, Premier Foods decided to start producing Bisto Best on a line that also produces gravies with gluten in them. This is the only gravy that Laura can use, and she absolutely loves her gravy.Because they are using a contaminated line, this means that Laura can no longer have the gravy she loves.

Premier Foods are logging the details of all callers about the product to see the level of complaint and are looking at the possibility of it being moved to another line. They are working closely with Coeliac UK and will put any new information when it changes.

I think the more calls they get, the more chance we have of action. As the number is a 0800 number, it is worth us all calling and see if we can get action.

PLEASE contact Bisto Best at Premier Foods Careline on: 0800 234

Well, looks like we live to see another day!

It is just after 8.15am and the Big Bang / black hole / whatever hasn't appeared.

Mind you, I suppose it could be a small black hole that could slowly expand and collapse the earth in an unspecified length of time. I wonder if they would tell us? I wonder what would be the point? I shall be bloody annoyed if it is going to be the end of the world, because I have planted lots of trees in my garden.

I have the T*sco collection - Autumn Berries dinner set. I really like it, but - my god! - it's cheap crap!

They keep chipping, and I keep replacing them, and when I picked up a side plate just now to put my toast on, and found another chip, I have decided to start replacing it with Denby instead. I love Denby. Rustic, like I like, but sturdy as well. Unfortunately it's quite dear, but when you add up how many replacement plates I have bought at £2.50 a pop, then I have probably bought the whole damn service already!