4 posts tagged “weasels”
1. Beck - Loser
Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
’cuz one’s got a weasel and the other’s got a flag
One’s on the pole, shove the other in a bag
2. Nick Drake - Hazey Jane II
And what will happen in the evening in the forest with the weasel
with the teeth that bite so sharp when you're not looking in the evening.
3. Pop Goes The Weasel
I'm not quoting the lyrics of such an anti-weasel song!
Sky News was great fun, all two and a half minutes of it; I had my name on the screen! They pronounced it right without asking! I looked that uniform shade of beige everyone on TV news looks because it turns out they spray the make up on! w00t!
I decided to spend the day looking for ways and reasons to be cheerful. JB and I have lurched from one emotional heart to heart to another; this was partly, I think, prompted by having a small spat over something. But mostly I suspect it was as a result of me spending a lot of time talking about guilt, CBT and depression and other cheerful things with a friend and colleague which just made me want to make sure there's no part of me, good or bad, that JB doesn't know about. It is relieving and important, but draining.
There has also been some negotiation with my parents over numbers for the wedding as they keep pulling relatives out of the closet. I want to keep it fair and offer JB's mum as many guests as my parents have, but it's really hard to pull off the balancing act. It's my friends I keep pulling out to accommodate everyone else! JB has an awful lot of friends whose weddings he's been to and feels obliged to invite even though they're barely in touch. It's frustrating, especially considering we're still not formally engaged, although he tells me he has some half-formed ideas for how to 'surprise' me. Daft romantic, beloved stoat.
Anyway, to paraphrase Ian Dury, here are three reasons to be cheerful.
1) Allison Janney and friends on what a feminist looks like (JB and I both tempted to make "this is what a weasel looks like" video:
3) Travel sweets. I found some in Marks & Spencer and gorged until I was sick. Those wondrous oh-so-English boxes of boiled sweets immersed in talcum powder-like icing sugar that scream long car journeys as a child.
Oh, and a colleague I'd been having on-off difficulties with has opened up a bit and I feel like we've been able to chat congenially for the first time since January. Phew!
Well, I've certainly eaten enough chocolate to pretend this is my Easter. Once again I've restarted the "diet" - it's more of an attempt to bring my comfort-binge-eating tendencies under control and do more exercise - and it's all going well. Actually, the exercise has been going well since January, not to tempt fate...
The four day break has been great; we shopped (JB got me underwear for my birthday present and I spent vouchers and freebie points for other things), we slept, we ate lots, we frolicked with my downright adorable nephew who charmingly gave everyone kisses and duddles (cuddles) and we bought a Wii. I fear my right elbow is now doomed to a lifetime of RSI, but I have soundly beaten JB at Wii Bowling and Wii Tennis, so that's okay.
Naturally, the nickname for the console is the Wiieasel.
The whole "weasel" thing started as a song lyric.
"This is my country / and these are my reasons" - Fergus Sings The Blues, Deacon Blue
JB pointed out that reasons sounded like 'weasels' and so it stuck. Now we are weasels, stoats, otters (holding hands, of course), ermine, ferrets... You name it, we're Mustelidae. I've even written and published a book for JB on Blurb about "stoatly living". Because, in our universe, stoats steal pants. Knickers pants, not trousers pants. Ferrets dance, otters and romantic, weasels are spies that are everywhere and polecats and pine marten know all the best places to pootle.
How can you tell the difference between a stoat and a weasel? Weasels are weaselly recognised and stoats are stoatally different.
I'm sure that makes perfect sense to you all, right? One day I might even explain the A & JB alternative definition for the Hebrew word "tov".
JB got his colouring pencils out! I totally love it; I had envisaged a different kind of design, suggesting a vector illustration with block blue colours and just an octopus, but as usual my beloved boy takes my ideas, improves on them and delivers something I didn't know I wanted but absolutely adore.
There is a version with slightly less muted blues but it clashed with the Vox default colour. In time, there might be tweaking and alterations but really I just love this the way it is.
Thank you, my weasel; I love you.
