Drooling

So I had a cuteness overdose, I went to Zakka heaven. It was all white and sunny, with little pieces of linen hanging everywhere and greyhounds running.

But I came back:

And there was a Squirrel Meet&Greet in my backyard:

Treasury on Etsy: da cute!

Here is a wonderful kawaii list put together by queenglass on the Treasury on Etsy.
I am really glad to be in the middle of all that cuteness...

If you want to check out the whole list, follow this: http://www.etsy.com/treasury.php?id=1173441822189U5084000

Today is beautiful and springy and warm with a little fresh wind. I miss the sea.
Talked with my neighbors this morning, I am going out of my shell. Not because it is Spring. Maybe because I am quite happy?

What a day!!!

Everything began when I let Ulysse out without his collar, nor his leash. I wasn't awake, really. He took a poopoo and he just disappeared, fly away, vanished: 45 m/hour. He is a greyhound, by the way.
Me in my pjs running through the nearby street like crazy, calling him, asking my neighbors...I finally went back home, jumped in my clothes, closed the door and went running again. No time to think either.
In these situation time is everything, you have to thing, choose and act all at the same second. Because a car hitting him wouldn't wait...
And I would slit my wrists.

So I couldn't find him, I was yelling his name on top of my lungs (I have a little voice and it is difficult for me to scream or speak loud). Fortunately, some "greyhound people" live 2 blocks away. I was almost in tears and explained to them super fast, we jumped in their car (I don't drive and hubby wasn't there). And we drove through all the alleys and our walk paths...

At a moment I saw a long black shape, in a blink of an eye, it was so fast. No way to find him. All these awful images were also running in my mind. I cannot even imagine the life without him. I always get too bonded and attached to my animals. He is such a perfect being...
I was seeing him laying on the floor, wounded...or worse. And at the same time, I was repeating myself, stay calm, you need your reason and cold blood.

Finally, I asked my neighbor to come back check on our house.Ulysse was on the front yard, waiting for me!!! My perfect boy, who know the neighborood like his pocket, when he heard me calling him, when back to the house (where is his food, after all, and all his beds).

He stood his big pointy ears in the air, and looked at me with his head a little on the side, interrogative. Like saying:" uh? Where were you gone, silly mommy? You had a drive on this suv, wow!" (because Ulysse is an american boy and he likes big big car...)

I was sooooo happy!!

Conclusion of the crisis: I will resume my activity with the Greyhound Pet of America group and try to see all the greyhound people I know again. It is important to help eachother, and they were awesome... So saturday morning, to the Meet&Greet I go with Ulysse!
Also it tooks me forever to stop shaking.

And the afternoon, I got my first live interview in english!! Oh my I was soooo stressed about this one as well! But the journalist, a girl from Chicago was awesome, as well as the photographer (very talented).

So now, I will go drink some wine and eat a veggie lasagna, and feed my baby of course !

Des petites photos

Little pictures of little things I have been making. I am quite happy with the result...

I have some problem with Opera9. I used IE7 before, but it was always freezing, and had difficulties to reach sites. After I contacted my provider, who of course told me there was no problems, I contacted my bro who is a network admin and who is studying to get a degree on optical 'fiber'(?) network. He told me the freezing and time out problem could came from my explorer.

Ok, I switch everything, take care of the preferences imports and so on...And BAM, big problem in here. I have problem accessing the posting window, the cursor disappears. Also, even if my flash player is up to date, it doesn't show my flickR badge...pooh pooh pooh

Ah well, whatever, I spent a really good day and succombed to the consumerist tentation by buying some make-up...It happens once a year, maybe twice. When I think that in France, I had a huge collection of make-up...but well, I was goth...

Pictures of my acquisitions (UrbanDecay, because not tested on animals, yeah!) and new pictures of my creations and my tidied up craftroom...What a perfect housewife I am...So perfect that we are going to the restaurant now...