A spark of inspiration

I had a short nap at Boop Richards after work today... He is on the dreaded nightshifts still... and so my body clock is as mad as his at the moment. Mostly just wanting to be together. Best time to be together is when asleep. I do miss him alot when he is on the nightshift.

Thinking of old Art projects. well doesnt help when dreams of painting. Especialy big pieces.

Yes, back to the painting.... Koi carp are back in a personal style.... and as always Working small will be on the list of things to do. (I work better smalllllllll)....

soon as i got home i got engrosed in my water colours and small bits of paper... painting in bits.....



The first fish was brought together within about a half hour at a guess... by this time it must have been around 11 pm.... I didnt look at the clock again till the last photo was taken....



Second fish under way.... bringing in the colour alittle stronger in the oranges.



And where i am so far.... Fish number Three.... by the time this picture was taken it weas nearly 2 45... still not feeling tired.... (see what i mean by body clock is all over the place..?)

Should i add any more???
Should i do a surface with dragon flies and lotus flower???

GRATTITUDES:

My boop letting me have a kip at his.

Land lady's little boy in bed way way before i get home

Watercolour Paint and a lovly collection of sized paintbrushes

Land lady putting Planet rock radio on the tv

Valentines... a day devoted to love...

I knew my boop, Richard was up to somthing.....
"give me a call when you finnish work tonight.." he says on saturday, obviously knowing i don't finnish till after midnight.

I finnished at 12:10 am on the 14th.. it takes me roughly 15 minutes to get to richards from work.

Little Me managed to get there in 7 minutes, so caught richard off guard. Luckily His door was locked, I had rung him and he had answered before i had left work, And always call to say i am at the gate. By now i am at the back door calling him for the the 3rd time he finaly emerges at the door.

I walk into the bedroom.. ready for sleep... Candles lit, everywhere... petals all over a white bedspread, a boquet of white roses, thistle and one i cannot name looks simmilar to a zinnia.?..? (lots of petals but curls up, doesnt puff out). There is even champagne and 2 flutes waiting....

He just stood there with the cheekiest grin and the biggest brown eyes. I didnt know how to react... well i did... but lets not go into detail... also On saturday as part of valentines day (before all this) I got breakfast in bed. Though I'm sure that was to apologyse for staying out after I had said I was tired and wanted to go to bed (gave me the keys and played out till 3 am... came home with chickenburger... and woke me up so he could get in).

between kiddiewinkles bedtime and my bedtime

back to an old habbit.... working small and growing bigger as time goes on... that centerpiece sheet of paper is there abouts of 10 cm in length..



And this is where i am so far... I might stop..
It is what I have been up to whilst my Landlady's kiddiewinkles are in bed and everyone is winding down for the night.

My boop Richard is on night shift. so not been sleeping very well on my own for the first time in a couple of weeks. I go up to my room around 1am. But dont usualy fall asleep untill 2:30 3:00 am. I seem to sleep better when cuddled. My room is also cold so usualy have my dressing gown on aswell as my double duvet wraped around me. In fact the whole house is cold. no matter how warm it is outside.

busy little bee....

... You may have noticed i have not written/ blogged for a little while... i barely have a moment to even check my mail. My boss has been giving me more and more hours at work.. Especialy since a girl is on a 3 week holiday, she is about 6 and a half months pregnant and im covering for her, so will have more hours when when she goes on meternity leave. also this week I have been a busy bee at work because the assisitant manager has also been on a weeks holiday. All i can think is "sunday morning lie in" (but still working in the evening covering in another pub), and "think how much money you can stash away for a holiday of your own". not all is to be work work work though... Last monday i viseted my dad (a proper day off).He had found photographs.... Lots of photographs. Even of me as a little baby.
How humiliating? My boyfriend was pearing over my sholder when i was going through them on my laptop (dad had scanned them in to his computer and put some copies onto my USB stick). "awww who is that???"
EEKK it was a picture of me in the bath with the biggest blue eyes i have ever seen, Well dad said it was me.*goes bright pink*

Other than trips to memory lane and sore feet from running around a pub being one of the only 2 people being sober. my Boop (richard) is full of an infection .. not a well bunny. so having to look after him when im not working is hard work.. especialy when you're trying to get ready for work in the morning, bed is tooooo warm and Boop does not want to let go because he is a cuddly creature when he isn't well... Poor thing.

anyways best hurry and finnish my hair and makeup.. split shift today 12 til 2:30 then 4:30 to 11 Boop said he will try his best to come pick me up.

Grattitudes:

Blogs: I get to see what mum is upto and she gets to see mine.... i hope.

Boop: Bless him. even when he isnt well, he manages to get himself to the shop and sneaks chocolate in my handbag when im not looking.

Work: I earn my Pennies and get to spoil my Boop when he gets better.

Sleep: 1 last night asleep in Boops arms before he goes onto the nightshifts.