These Are A Few Of My Favorite Things

I was sitting here last night, musing about my favorite thing...which is, of course, myself. I love me. Seriously. It's a sickness. During the last decade, I've gone from wearing all black, loathing who I was, and, frankly, revelling in the pain of being me...to wearing all black, loving my quirks, and embracing the weirdness that is I. It's a good change. I like it.

I also like stuff. You know...stuff. My stuff. Stuff that screams "Heather". So I thought I'd clue my minions in to some of my most cherished objects. (These are listed in no particular order)

1. My black quill and ink well. (The ink is gone, having been drank by a certain mini-minion some years ago. She was fine, but for the stain of blue on her lips for several days.)

2. My rubber duckie. He's dark gray, with a black, pierced beak. And yes, I put him in the tub with me. In fact, he's an excellent conversationalist and loves the works of Edgar Allen Poe, but thinks people jump to too many conclusions based on fear and misunderstanding. Duckie is very insightful. Plus he has a wicked temper. Don't get him started on that 'Marlowe was really Shakespeare' nonsense.

3. My Motorola Razr phone. It's black. It's uber cool. I (heart) it big time.

4. My purse collection. I have a purse that looks like a corset, a little black leather backpack purse, several little burgundy/beaded purses, a purse made out of a bra (it's SO cool!), and my sights are set on this coffin purse I found. (They also have a sweet coffin suitcase that I...must...have.)

5. My mirror. No, no...nothing so vain as that. I don't care to stare at myself. But I love this mirror. It's huge...about three feet by four feet...and hangs on the brick wall over my couch. The frame is kind of antique gold-ish and a series of twists & turns. It's so beautiful. I just love it.

6. My coasters. They're made of black slate, with black velvet on the bottom. YUM.

7. My black wool trench coat. It keeps me warm and I love how it looks. Especially when I wear it with one of...

8. My hats. I can't help it. I have about twenty. One reminds me of Mary Poppins. One is a beret. I have so many hats. They're an expressive piece that really defines an outfit. Plus...they're COOL!

9. My writing area. My computer is about as ugly as they come, but it runs fast and stores everything I need (along with things I don't need). An adorable little oriental rug mousepad lays under my (surprise!) black mouse. My desk is cherry and a dream come true. My chair...well, it's hideous, but I'm still looking for the right chair. Some day I'll have to snap a pic and let you all see where I write.

and last, but not least...

10. My stamp of death. One Halloween several years ago, I bought this candy tube and on the end was a stamper that looked like Death, complete with sickle. When you removed the bottom and pressed Death onto an object, it left behind an ink stamp shaped like a lil Death. Well, I ditched the candy, but kept the stamper. It still works. And occasionally, when the mood strikes me, I'll stamp someone's hand and tell them they've been marked by Death. :)

Now, if you'll excuse me, Duckie wants to discuss the beauty of Michaelangelo's David...