Showing posts with label Joanne. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Joanne. Show all posts

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Love

Adam and I, most likely as all married couples do,
have a motion we make from afar that signifies "I Love You".
To onlookers we probably look like bad Mimes.

It was my birthday yesterday.
I received phone calls, snail mail and e-mail
birthday wishes.
I am a lucky girl.

Adam, since our 1st exchange of cards on Valentines Day 2003,
has a gift of selecting the perfect card for any occasion.
He also writes heart felt lovely messages.
I've often said he should write greeting cards.

Well, yesterday, he made me my card.
It is my all time favourite card from him
and I keep cards forever.

I thought about it a few times today & every time, it made me smile.

I'll share the outside.


I love it!

I somehow want to work this family portrait into
a Christmas Card.
Either that or I'll have it framed.
It is so dear.
Crockett is perfect!


Tuesday, October 25, 2011

My Test Results

I took a few different personality tests based
on the same theory to see if the results matched & they did.
I'm an ISFJ.
Interesting.

Here is one of the ISFJ summaries.

Introverted Sensing Feeling Judging
by Marina Margaret Heiss

ISFJs are characterized above all by their desire to serve others, their "need to be needed." In extreme cases, this need is so strong that standard give-and-take relationships are deeply unsatisfying to them; however, most ISFJs find more than enough with which to occupy themselves within the framework of a normal life. (Since ISFJs, like all SJs, are very much bound by the prevailing social conventions, their form of "service" is likely to exclude any elements of moral or political controversy; they specialize in the local, the personal, and the practical.)

ISFJs are often unappreciated, at work, home, and play. Ironically, because they prove over and over that they can be relied on for their loyalty and unstinting, high-quality work, those around them often take them for granted--even take advantage of them. Admittedly, the problem is sometimes aggravated by the ISFJs themselves; for instance, they are notoriously bad at delegating ("If you want it done right, do it yourself"). And although they're hurt by being treated like doormats, they are often unwilling to toot their own horns about their accomplishments because they feel that although they deserve more credit than they're getting, it's somehow wrong to want any sort of reward for doing work (which is supposed to be a virtue in itself). (And as low-profile Is, their actions don't call attention to themselves as with charismatic Es.) Because of all of this, ISFJs are often overworked, and as a result may suffer from psychosomatic illnesses.

In the workplace, ISFJs are methodical and accurate workers, often with very good memories and unexpected analytic abilities; they are also good with people in small-group or one-on-one situations because of their patient and genuinely sympathetic approach to dealing with others. ISFJs make pleasant and reliable co-workers and exemplary employees, but tend to be harried and uncomfortable in supervisory roles. They are capable of forming strong loyalties, but these are personal rather than institutional loyalties; if someone they've bonded with in this way leaves the company, the ISFJ will leave with them, if given the option.

Traditional careers for an ISFJ include: teaching, social work, most religious work, nursing, medicine (general practice only), clerical and and secretarial work of any kind, and some kinds of administrative careers.
While their work ethic is high on the ISFJ priority list, their families are the centers of their lives. ISFJs are extremely warm and demonstrative within the family circle--and often possessive of their loved ones, as well. When these include Es who want to socialize with the rest of the world, or self-contained ITs, the ISFJ must learn to adjust to these behaviors and not interpret them as rejection. Being SJs, they place a strong emphasis on conventional behavior (although, unlike STJs, they are usually as concerned with being "nice" as with strict propriety); if any of their nearest and dearest depart from the straight-and-narrow, it causes the ISFJ major embarrassment: the closer the relationship and the more public the act, the more intense the embarrassment (a fact which many of their teenage children take gleeful advantage of). Over time, however, ISFJs usually mellow, and learn to regard the culprits as harmless eccentrics :-). Needless to say, ISFJs take infinite trouble over meals, gifts, celebrations, etc., for their loved ones--although strong Js may tend to focus more on what the recipient should want rather than what they do want.

Like most Is, ISFJs have a few, close friends. They are extremely loyal to these, and are ready to provide emotional and practical support at a moment's notice. (However, like most Fs they hate confrontation; if you get into a fight, don't expect them to jump in after you. You can count on them, however, run and get the nearest authority figure.) Unlike with EPs, the older the friendship is, the more an ISFJ will value it. One ISFJ trait that is easily misunderstood by those who haven't known them long is that they are often unable to either hide or articulate any distress they may be feeling. For instance, an ISFJ child may be reproved for "sulking," the actual cause of which is a combination of physical illness plus misguided "good manners." An adult ISFJ may drive a (later ashamed) friend or SO into a fit of temper over the ISFJ's unexplained moodiness, only afterwards to explain about a death in the family they "didn't want to burden anyone with." Those close to ISFJs should learn to watch for the warning signs in these situations and take the initiative themselves to uncover the problem.



Thursday, March 24, 2011

Procrastination is a B*tch.

We bought a clock from Ikea over 2 years ago.
It is still sitting in Adam's fortress of solitude in the packaging.

This book was also purchased as a joke but not.
In fact, the book was purchased LONG before the clock.
The book has not been read. By either of us.


 I think these 2 items are an appropriate
symbol for the time we've let pass the last couple of years.

Keep Calm and Let's Get Stuff Done!

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Cold and Tired

I had some work to do tonight.
It is one of the advantages of dealing with folks in China - it's
10am tomorrow morning there!

Our bedroom is a bit cool and
I don't want to turn up the heat cause then we'll wake up
in the middle of the night hot and sweaty like it's  a
mid-August humid heat wave.
We still haven't found a setting on the radiator
that is perfect.

So, I'm sitting here wrapped in a blanket & wearing a hat.
I'm tired.


Eyes of a Stranger
Hungry Eyes
Green Eyes
Eye of the Beholder
Eye of the Tiger
In Your Eyes
Eye in the Sky

Nope.
My song tonight would be;
TIRED EYES


Thursday, November 4, 2010

Winter Wonderland

I am really looking forward to Christmas this year.
I don't know why this year I feel different, I just do.
Actually, I think I am also looking forward to snow.

I say that now, but when I have to walk home from the subway
on snow covered sidewalks I'll grumble a bit to myself I'm sure.
But then I love the feeling when you get indoors out of the cold and your
cheeks start to warm up.
I love it when it is crisp cold and the sky is so clear you can see
loads of stars, even here in the city.

I know everything seems bigger when you're a kid, but we DID
have more snowfall & accumulation when I was a kid.
We never had a snowblower.
The 2 shovels and the broom had a home on the front steps
so you could grab them as you opened the door.
Remember the time you could do that and they wouldn't get stolen?

These photos of me and my brother are from 1976.
I was 8 years old.
My snowsuit was AWESOME.
Red with a Canadian Flag badge and the zipper from neck to ankle.
I still have and still wear that white hat!
Our mittens were no doubt made by my Mom.
The snow would ball up on them and be honest, you ate it too, with bits of yarn in it.
The best was when I'd kick off my boots and my socks would be
holding on by a big toe where they'd worked their way down while outside playing.


Snow Angels

In our backyard

In the front yard

Another in the backyard

Snow makes me think of Christmas, Christmas makes me think of music.
I love Christmas Carols.
I sing them all year round when I'm waiting for the bus and am sure that
no one can hear me. Winter Wonderland is a staple.

I am going to spend some time making a Christmas Carol Playlist so that
my blog will be accompanied by Christmas Carols for the entire
month of December.
Can't wait!


Thursday, October 28, 2010

Halloween Costumes

Um ya....we wish!! 



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