Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December – my birthday that is…

Okay it’s not December, therefore it’s not my birthday yet. But I have received my first birthday gift for this year. Some of you out there will disagree with the opening of the gift before the official date but as it was from Thrifty Gal from Body of a Geek Goddess: she of the continuous birthday giftage, (seriously one year she was getting presents up to a month before her next birthday year – don’t know how she does it!), I felt I was allowed to open it.
The reason I decided to blog about the gifts is that it struck me how spot on she was in her selection of pressies. Not saying I can be packaged up too easily – a girl needs to keep some mystery – but she pretty much covered some key aspects of my personality and my likes in her presents.
So, what did I receive?
Nail Polish: I actually ruined her original nail polish present by buying it in New York – oops. But nevertheless she had some funky polish in a colour she didn’t like but that I love, so passed that on. (I’m all for bonus gifts….)
Nicola Roberts Dainty Doll make up: a triple whammy of Girls Aloud fun (though it’s normally Chezza creating the hilarity – I wonder if she might comment on this blog, she’s been quiet of late…), make up for pale girls and packaging with a feck-off-huge ginger cloud of hair on it.
A Butterfly scarf: that be a scarf covered in butterflies. It’s great, butterflies on a scarf. I’m so obsessed with butterflies that I bought a ring from Tiffany in New York in the shape of one. Yes, Tiffany. Not cheap.  I’ve also rediscovered the song Elusive Butterfly of Love by Bob Lind in the last week. I need help.
“Across my dreams, with nets of wonder
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love”
Edgar Allen Poe Raven Notebook: I love this soooo much. The cover is great: all sinister and dark and featuring a quote from The Raven. The inner pages are all framed nicely and also feature quotes from Poe’s work. How much do I ‘heart’ this? Well let’s put it into context, on a recent trip to New York I made my companions visit Edgar Allen Poe Street which is essentially just a street. There’s nothing else of interest there. I took a photo though… :/ So a combination of stationery, horror and writing – perfect present!
I’m also hoping for the DVD of Tales of Terror (which is Vincent Price acting in Edgar Allen Poe stories) for Christmas: I am a little bit crazy for horror stuff.
And there it should end.
But I have a confession to make. I ‘kept’ the birthday card for my birthday. In reality I couldn’t resist a sneak peek. OH MY GOD, I love it!

(see my other blog post on these: http://didntevencheckthespelling.blogspot.com/2011/04/here-be-spiders.html)

So we end with Thrifty Gal adding grammar into the mix.

So, that’s me. A ginger with nice nails, a love of butterfly related gifts, an obsession with horror, stationery and grammar, any takers? I could add GSOH if that’d help…


Word of the Day: Whispering Gallery

Originally uploaded by magnus*

Ok, it isn’t technically a word, more like two, but the idea of it is so lovely.

Basically a whispering gallery is a circular area beneath a dome that allows whispers from one side to be heard clearly at the other.

There is one near the Oyster Bar at Grand Central Station in New York. It is at the junction of four walkways. You stand facing the corner while your friend/lover/random stranger stands in the opposite one.

Whisper away and it will sound as if you are right next to person instead of over the other side of the room.

Apparently such galleries are often used for marriage proposals or for whispering sweet nothings.

That didn’t happen to me.

I like meatloaf

Apologies wordsmiths, my absence was unavoidable. There was the small matter of a trip to New York.

My travelling companion, the husband, began to realise the horrendous levels that my checking of grammar can reach.

Subway on the way to Coney Island

Me: Oh look, Kings Highway station. Shouldn’t that have an apostrophe?
Husband: Oh my God, really? You are a nightmare.

You too can find love

According to a Subway advert for Channel 25’s English language learning, when I do learn English I’ll get love, success, friendship, hope, community and family. Does this only work if I study with Channel 25? I seem to be missing out on love, success and hope at the moment. And I’m not sure whether I want to be part of the communities I have to hand…

Under rings and meatloaf

Maybe the advert works immediately as I was heartened to hear a mother on the Subway back to Manhattan helping her child pronounce words correctly. Although the exchange was rather bizarre, witness the following:

Mother: Say it. Say it. I like meatloaf. Come on now I like meatloaf.
Child remains silent.
Mother: I like meatloaf, I like meatloaf, I like meatloaf.
Child: I like under rings. I want under rings.
Mother: Say it properly or you won’t get any. I want onion rings.
Child: I want under rings.
Mother: No. I want onion rings.
Child (trying really hard): I want on-er-ion rings.
Mother hands over some crappy onion ring crisps.

In my experience ‘I want’ never gets. She should have been teaching him to say please and thank you, surely?