Merry Christmas Eve!

Merry Christmas Eve y'all!

May today be a fun filled and joyous day for you. What are your plans today?

I am hosting a dinner party tonight. At least I think I am. I got up this morning early and started cooking. And doing dishes. Suddenly I noticed a pool of water near my feet.

My sink is leaking! My sink is leaking!

Darn! Darn! Darn!

I panicked for a minute and did what a normal person SHOULD do. I posted about it on twitter. Then I updated my facebook page. Then I proceeded to clean it all up.

In a few minutes, I will wake my hubby up and ask him to fix it or find someone else who can fix it. The dinner will go on. Meanwhile, I am blogging and visiting my friends' blogs. Hey life goes on.

So, did I tell you that while I was cleaning up, I found a penny? Must be my lucky day! Yeah!

Questions of the day: What are you eating tonight? And what are you wearing?

Come on. Entertain me!

Happy Holidays!

Merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah and happy holidays to all of you. I wish nothing but the best for you. Hope you find peace, joy, love and much happiness.

Thank you reading my blog, commenting and being a fabulous bloggy friend. All 6 of you who read my blog have enriched my life. I want to thank you for that.

So what have I really been up to?

Frankly, not much. At least nothing productive.

The boys (my sons) are back in town and I've been hanging out with them, cooking, cleaning and playing Super Mario Brothers wii. I can be honest with you and tell you that Super Mario brothers is a very very addicting game. Do not ever buy it. It will destroy your life as you know it.

I've been sending my family on these fake errands and as soon as they leave, I plop myself by the TV and play. And play. And time flies when you are playing. The other day, I swear I was playing only for like 2 minutes but my hubby came back from running a 2 hour errand. How could that be possible?

Le Sigh! Le Sigh!

Well sooner or later my family will figure out that I am so making up the errands. And I am so addicted to the game that they will have to send me to a game addiction rehab. But until then, I can play.

Today I will try to beat level 5-4. And in between somewhere, make cookies, pies, stuffing etc. for a big dinner tomorrow.

Oh pousse! Je suis dans la situation très difficile. Oui?

Oh baise !

Va-cay!

Sorry my little chikas and chicklets for disappearing on you.

Q:

Did you miss me?

If so why? Write a 500 word essay for me right now. Title should be, "My 20 step program to get find a purpose in life and stop fixating on Scriber."

If not, why the heck not? What's not to miss about me? Write a 5000 word essay for me right now titled "I am a moron because I don't give a damn about Scriber."

If you did not even notice that Scriber was away from the bloggy world, well shame, shame, shame on you! Love me, hate me but don't ever be indifferent to me. I will smother you with love and kindness and feed you bon bons until you beg for mercy. Write a 1 million word essay about "I never gave a damn and now karma is biting my behind."

So there. I feel so much better now.

Seriously, last month has been crazy busy. Work, personal life, parties, art stuff and a list of things to do. You know, I took up photography and painting and then encaustics to entertain myself. To pass the time. To explore my creativity. When the heck did it become a full time gig? I need to write bios, get self portraits done, enter all these "call for entries."

Anyways. I am self-reflecting some.

The boys are back from college. I love, love, love having them at home. My plan today is to make cookies and try to convince/trick them to get portraits. I bloggy-met this fabulous photographer in Austin. I so want her to take photos of my boys. But they don't give in to this easily. I'll keep you posted.

I need to go now and make cookies. I realize that the title of this post, the photo and content have nothing in common. So to wrap up:

I am on vacation for next 2 weeks. Yeah! I'll float around doing this and that like a penguin! I can't wait to catch up with your blogs. I missed you. Did you miss me?

XOXO

In case...

In case you are wondering where I am, here are some options:

1. Eloped with the Christmas Bandit. Yes he is back.

2. Working long hours and not getting much sleep.

3. Bought a private island and ran away to it.

4. Looking at the sky, waiting for the much hyped Snow Event in Austin. Where's the snow? Where's the snow?

5.Doing tons of exciting paperwork that involves health insurance, financial mumbo jumbo and Life Death insurance.

6. Having a mental break down trying to decide what the heck to buy. Why can't I have it all and world peace? Life is so unfair!

7. Hiding from the papparazzi. Yes I was one of Tiger wood's mistresses. But don't tell anyone!

So what do you really think is happening? Give me a number. What do you suspect?

I promise to catch up with everyone this weekend.

Need Camera Lens Advice

So I have a very unusual situation going on right now. Let's just say it is a rare situation. I have a bit of money in dire need of spending. Yipee!

Here is what happened. The company I work for got bought by a bigger company. As a result, I made a tiny amount of money. So now I want to spend a little money and get a little momento to reward myself. It is a rare situation for me. What to buy?

Some choices:

• Private Island LOL. Not that much money.
  
• A mac laptop
• Uggs
• Camera bag
  
• Camera Lens

You would think it is easy to figure out how to spend the money but it is really not. What should I get? I keep changing my mind every 5 minutes. I am annoying everyone including myself.

Help!

I am thinking of buying a new lens. Micro lens is what comes to my mind. But I am not sure. I have a Nikon D 60 camera. Should I get a telephoto or another lens instead?

Someone asked me why I wanted a micro lens. And I said so I can take close up photos of bugs and flowers. Somehow that made it feel small and insignificant. Now I am second guessing myself.

What is your advice? What do you recommend?

Any advice? Help please?

Yep It's Over

For those of you who participated in this year's Nablopomo challenge, congrats! It is finally over! Yeah!

It doesn't matter to me if you missed a day or two. I barely made it this year due to travel and lack of internet access.

I am glad to read new blogs and make new bloggy friends. It has been fun!

Now I am looking to wind down a bit. May not post something everyday. Just want to catch up on reading my favorite blogs.

What I learned from Nablopomo: Try it. It is easier than having a baby.

Home Sweet Home

So I am back home. How sweet it is!

Chicago was amazing! The food there is bar none. I ate too much pizza. It was way good.

Thank you all for visiting and commenting during my vacation. I promise to catch up with all of you.

Back Home

So I am back home tonight. Tired now and will catch up tomorrow morning.

Oops...

Sorry but I have a very limited access to internet right now. Flying back home tomorrow morning. Can't wait to catch up with my favorite blogs.

Happy Thanksgiving

Short photoless post today.

Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.

See the Fish

My entry for Wordless Wednesday.

Froggie

Spent much time at the Chicago Aquarium today. Had lots of fun. And met this creepy looking frog. He never blinked at all the whole time I was there. Strange.

Still foggy in Chicago today but it is OK. Lots of things to do indoors!

What have you been doing? Anything exciting? I swear I'll catch up with my favorite blogs as soon as I return from Chicago.

Foggy Chicago

So I am here in Chicago and this is how foggy it is today. It is not really that cold. Just very very foggy. Good thing that I get to go back to this place to take more photos.

We went to Al's for lunch today.

They have the yummiest beef sandwiches. Messy but yummy. Not to mention that we have to eat standing up. Very cool and fun.

Next stop was Wrigley's field. It was closed but we walk around it and peeked inside when we were able to.

Notice the brick path around it. For a price, you can get a message written on the bricks. There must be about 5000 bricks.

A quick stop at a local brewery Goose Island for refreshments.

Oh notice how all the houses around the Wrigley's Field have bleachers on their roof. They have the perfect view. Neat way to make some extra money. Right? Those luck people!

Tonight, we are having Lou Malnati's pizza for dinner. Will take photos for you.

Question: Just how much weight do you think I will put on during this trip? Any guesses?

Partying in Chicago

So I am in Chocago and the waeather is beautiful. I don't need a jacket nor do I need a sweater.

I have a guest poster today...

Walking through suburban Chicago, flip flop-clad, shorts-wearing, in the middle of November was a glorious experience; corroded side walks, ethnically diverse pedestrians wearing colorful clothing, and lots and lots of traffic. Shops and grocery store chains line the streets for as far as the eye can see. Waking up in the morning and endeavoring to acquire a cup of coffee led me through 4 blocks of the suburban landscape.  The culture and magnificence of this great city is indeed visible with every step taken.  Immediately passing mom and pap and family-owned venues, one cannot but help wonder what secrets, what history, what stories construct the present. My only disappointment is that there is so much left to explore;  so much left to learn about.

When driving in yesterday, a GPS unit was loaned to be my guide to Chicago ultimately led me astray; I drove an extra 75 miles through greater East Chicago; a vast expanse of sterile, manufacturing plants and steel processing centers stretched from street to sky.  No gas stations, no food, no local culture.  East Chicago is what people from Chicago call the region; Gary, Indiana is its name on the map.  It is a melancholic experience to drive through the region for two hours and then realize you have just toured the hometown of the king of pop (RIP).  Every detour that the GPS navigator suggested only led me down paths that culminated in road closures. No entry ramps. No street signs. No exit.

Tonight a great uncle told me how my great-grandfather was an official municipal official in Colonial India, a post that was governed by the British. The story that followed poignantly portrayed my Great-Grandfather and his role in non-violent resistance to support Ghandi against British opression.  He fought and resisted the British mandates and was placed in prison.  I also learned that my dad's original name roughly translates to a 'pharmacist' which is remarkable given that his PhD in pharmicokinetics. As we celebrate Thanksgiving with friends and family it is  important to remember that there remains a history of untold treasures and cultural wisdoms that simply need to be told and explained. Chicago is a mixing pot of great cultures that can simply be excavated with the right questions. So if you are at my table on thursday, do not be surprised if after i ask "can you pass the turkey," i follow it up with a querry a bit more miscelleneous.

Off to Chicago

See you there!

More stuff from Chicago later:)

Vehicle

 My entry for photo Friday.

Happy Weekend y'all!

Off to Chicago tomorrow! Yeah!

Fuzzy Dreams

Oye. Where do I even begin today?

Just so much going on.

There are times in life where in your personal life and your work life, things are hopping along and manageable.

Then there are times where everything is going crazy hectic. And you don't know which problem to solve first. Not that I am having any problems. Just too many things to do and very little time.

Work is crazy busy. I am trying to get ready for my trip to Chicago next week. And then I have all these extra little projects that are always fun and supposed to be on the side burner but demand time. Need instant attention. Oye, Oye, Oye.

My first encaustic piece and a couple of my paintings got into an important show. I should be ecstatic. Right? And grateful. Right? I am. But I am way way out on the league on this one. How the heck do I frame this piece I call fuzzy dreams? Why the heck do I put myself in this position? Because I honestly did not think I would get into the show. It was too big for me. Le Sigh. Some days, I find living with myself so very irritating!

My regular readers know that I am not a very handy person. I suck at it. Fact is that I hate doing it. The thought of screwing in a screw into a frame turns me into a completely irrational and illogical person. I whine and whine and turn into a total baby. My friend Carol can confirm this. So anyways now, I have to submit this piece for a gallery show and I am screwed. Pardon the pun.

I ordered a floating frame for it. When it got delivered, the sweet lady corrected me when I tried to put this piece on the wrong side of the frame. Sigh. She showed me the right way to attach it but I have no idea what to use for attaching this wooden panel to the darn floating frame. I am way out of my league here. Way out!

I sent out some frantic emails, got some suggestions and I have to say that since it involved a hammer or a screw driver, I panicked. So I did what any smart, independent, strong, macho woman would do.

I handed it off to my hubby. And begged him to frame it for me. He will also have to deliver it to the gallery since I am all tied up in meetings.

So there you have it. That's going on in my life right now. What is going on with yours? Any exciting stuff? Any suggestions how to use a floating frame?

PS: Thanks to the kind lady, I already know which side goes up.

Murky

Murky Waters.

My entry for Wordless Wednesday.

Paperwork

Here is one of my photo that is currently being exhibited in Conrcordia  University.

You are going to have to bear with today. I had a different photo planned for this post but blogger will not let me upload a photo right now.

So anyways. I am going through some process right now that requires lots and lots of paperwork. And just when you think that you are done and can move on, there comes... MORE PAPERWORK!

Sigh.

Typically, I treat paperwork like a hot potato. Avoid it till you can, fill it up and then toss it as far as you can.

But it keeps coming back to me. Like a boomerang.

So far, I've filled about 40 different forms which make no sense to me. I've even had to prove that I am a natural person. Yep. a natural person.

I am also having to read a lot of legalese and let's just all collectively say, "Kill it".

Seriously you legal people! You need a decent writer and I know several who are available.

I swear one sentence has 140 words in it! How can that make any sense to anyone?

When the word of the year is unfriend, can you guys please simplify it so humans of this generation can understand?

At one point I had to stop and ask my hubby, "Look at me! I am so stunning and gorgeous. Do you think I was intended for this paperwork? Absolutely not. Make it stop!"

OK. I'll stop. The less we talk about my meltdown, the better.

So I am miserable and there is no end in sight. Someone tell me a joke please?

Call Mom Salsa

This year for Thanksgiving, my hubby and I are going to Chicago. The boys will meet us there. Typically for Thanksgiving, they fly down to Austin. But this year, they only had a couple of days. So I suggested instead of the two of them flying down to Austin, why not we meet in Chicago? They can drive to Chicago. And I can hang out with my new born nephew. Good times for all! Pizza galore!

So since my boys live in an apartment by themselves, I often cook food, freeze it, and send it to them.

One of their favorite thing is my home made salsa. I would post the recipe but...

1) My lawyer son has claimed his rights on the salsa recipe and bought it for a dollar. He forbids me from revealing it to anyone. He wants to market it down the road.

2) There is no real recipe. I just gather a bunch of stuff and blend it all. I don't measure anything. I smell the jalapenos and decide whether I should put 4 or 8. None of this is helpful to anyone who wants to make my salsa. And I've had some serious commercial offers for my recipe. But it won't do them any good.

Anyways. My boys always want me to send them and bring for them a gallon of my salsa. I make it, freeze it and send it. And I label the containers, CALL MOM SALSA. XOXO.

Yes they are supposed to call me every time they eat it. Which they say is technically not possible since they eat it with every meal.

Sigh.

Tonight, I am going to make some to take with me to Chicago.

Anyone have any recommendations about Chicago? I am planning on going to the aquarium and the museum. And eating lots of pizza. What else?

Peeking

Looking through a glass door. And I see barrels of wine.

Ghost Story

I was about 5 years old when I first saw a ghost. It was an old lady who had lived across from our house and recently died. It was the middle of the night and I was fast asleep. Something woke me up. I looked around and saw the old lady by my bed. She was leaning on her cane and lifted her hand to assure me that everything was ok. I screamed and ran to my parent's room.

The odd thing is that I did not really know that lady very well. I had met her only once. But yet when I described her to my parents, I gave all the details. The necklace she wore, the bangles she had on. E.T.C.

My parents told me that I had had a bad dream but later discovered that everything I had described was accurate. But they never told me this for decades.

When I was about 35, I woke up one night and felt somone sit on my bed. The matteress dipped and I could feel someone affectionately patting my legs. But I saw nothing. I screamed bloody murder, woke up everyone and slept with the lights on.

Whatever it was, followed me for days. I would be driving and suddenly felt a presence. Someone sitting in the back seat. I would look back and see nothing. I would be doing dishes and the curtains would start moving suddenly. The presence came and left at will. For a couple of months.

I talked to my Mom about it. She told me that whenever I felt it, I should say loudly, "Please leave. I am not comfortable with your presence." It worked. It was a good spirit. But it kept coming back.

My hubby, who is a scientist, did not believe in this stuff. Yet he bought me some earings that would dispell spirits.

I never knew  what it was. Until one day my Mom told me that one of my old childhood friend had died a couple of months ago. She had just found out about it. He was on a motorcycle and a bus ran over him. The day he died was the same day as the first time I felt something. He was 36 when he died. He left a child and wife behind.

After that, whenever I felt the presence, I would address my friend and ask him to move on.

And he did.

I blame MrsUpole to get me to confess this:) Check out her ghost story if you have a minute. Rivetting.

What about you? Do you believe in ghosts? Have you ever had a ghostly experience? Do tell!

Blobs

Spent a lot of time napping and making blobs today. My hope is that these will dry and I can add them to my artwork in some way.

Anything exciting happen while I was sleeping?

Cruise

Did I ever tell you that one of dream jobs is to become a cruise director? How fun would that be? A while back, I wrote about my top ten fun jobs and I have to say that I am fantasizing about it again. 

The wanderlust has hit me again. I want to T.R.A.V.E.L. And be that anonomous person behind the camera acting like a tourist. And what the heck is wrong with that I ask? Nada. Not a thing.

Last year, when I went to Cabos, I had a strange thing happen to me. As my hubby and I were walking around in downtown Cabos, we ran into a little group who was struggling with directions just as we were.

We had a perfectly normal conversation. Then a gentleman asked me, "Are you on the cruise?"

To which I replied, "No we flew from Austin."

And his expression changed. He looked a little sadly at us and then it turned into pity.

"Oh. Ok." And then he did the most brutal thing. He walked away from us.

We, who were not on the cruise ship, were not worthy of his time.

Le sigh.

So now you tell me. Have you ever been on a cruise? How was it? Do you think as someone who is claustrophobic and fears heights could survive a cruise? And don't you want to be a cruise director?

Metro Family

Together yet going in different directions.

My entry for Wordless Wednesday.

Old Stuff

While I have been on a half-hearted mission to declutter my home, I found this. It is safe to say that it is at least a hundred years old. Maybe more.

I wish I remembered who exactly gave it to me. I know it comes from my Dad's side of the family. And I know that it is tiny enough to fit a new born but way too heavy to actually wear it.

I wonder what to do with it.

Who made this? For whom?

It is so lovely and I know that I am never going to part with it. But I wish I remembered the history. Who gave it to me? And who did it originally belong to?

And most importantly, how should I preserve this? I am totally thinking of creating artwork out of it. Encaustics? Frame it with a colorful background?

Not sure. Any ideas?

Career Woman

This weekend I had dinner with a girl friend of mine. We went with our spouses and another couple. She recently turned 51 and is a little reflective. She is asking herself the same question I ask myself.

What the heck am I doing? Why am I working so hard and not playing at all? Or playing enough? Sure both of us have great jobs and get paid for what we enjoy. Our other friends have retired or semi-retired, are free lancing etc. etc. We can't help but feel a little jealous. And in these times where jobs are scarce to find, should we even have doubts? But... 

For those of you who don't know, I was a stay at home mom for the longest time. And then the career bug bit me. Right in my dearrie. So I chased a career and here I am ten years later wearing suits, high heels, battling rush hour traffic and showing up to 8:00 AM meetings.

What was I thinking?

Meanwhile, our hubbies are smart enough and have chosen careers that allows them to work from home, flexible hours, ya da ya da.

You know what I think? The woman's equality revolution exploded in our faces. We wanted jobs and careers and we got it baby. We got it.

So I told my girlfriend, "Let's run away to Mexico. And open a nice cantina. Due to my nice bloggy friends, I already have a cook and a handy man who will work for food."

She laughed and said, "I wish."

I then told her, "Let's open a wine/liquor store. We'll drink as much as we can and sell the rest."

She burst out laughing.

So there you have it.

What are your thoughts? Did the woman's revolution explode in our faces?

Real Time Art

So today I decided to do some encaustic art. And decided to show it to you in real time.

Above is the wax medium heated up.

Below is the composition.

Off I go. Will update this post as I go along.

Update 1:


Wax layer done. On to assembly.

Update 2:


I hope you were not riveted to this fascinating adventure. If you sat by your computer and kept hitting refresh to see what I was doing, well sorry... I took a nap.


Here is the next step.

Update 3: 


Son1 called to ask about the final piece. I have to say that this is the stupidest idea I have had in a long time. Perhaps ever since I have been blogging. Sigh.

This piece is not done yet. But I am going to go now.


See you tomorrow!

Podone Mui

Pardon me. I am still alive and kicking and not abducted by aliens.

On my way to have dinner with my friends at this lovely restaurant. Taking the camera with me so will have photos:)

I hope you have a fabulous Saturday evening.

Softness

Softness: My entry for Photo Friday.

Present!

I got a present! I got a present! Yeah! Boy am I thrilled!

So a while back, my bloggy friend Janice across the pond wrote a post about Pay it Forward. The project involves offering hand made thingies to three people who comment and ask for it. In return, they have to offer 3 hand made things to people. You can read about it more here. The best part is that you have up to an year to complete this and if you don't do it in an year, ah well. No big deal.

Yesterday I got my pay it forward gift from Janice. And man was I floored! A hand made, hand bound note book. It is simply exquisite!

Before I gush too much and embarrass myself , I am going to stop.

Thank you Janice for participating in this project and giving me this idea. I already have my pay it forward projects done and can't wait to send it out.

Thank you for reminding me about the gift of giving. We may never meet or even talk on the phone. But it is wonderful to have bloggy friends!

Red Window

A red window awaits me...


Wordless Wednesday.

De-clutter

So yesterday I took a day off from work. I've got some home projects to do and sometimes a weedend is simply not enough.

This month, I am on a project to de-clutter my house. There is stuff everywhere!

On Saturday, as I lay on my couch drinking coffee, I decided to make a plan and tackle it.

First came analysis of the problem. What caused the most clutter in the house?

Clothes. Clothes. Clothes.

Every laundry basket was filled with them. Towels, men's shirts, single socks, and of course my clothes.

My boys may have moved out of the house but you could not tell looking at the laundry and their closets. Full of clothes.

Don't get me wrong. I am the biggest culprit in my house. I can fill a laundry basket faster than you can say yo yo mama. After a long day from work, I come home and yank out my heels or boots. The jacket and the bra goes next. Into the laundry basket. If I am wearing tight clothes, I shed them off and go for a mumu like dress. 

In my 20s and 30s, I giggled at the mumu dresses. So unflattering! But in 40's I don't care. I want to be comfortable at home. So the dresses "I would never be caught in that" became "comfort! comfort! Who cares if I get caught in them? They should not be coming to my house uninvited anyways."

But I digress. So not only do I have my daily work clothes to wash, I have my daily mumus. Not to mention the nightly pj's. The laundry baskets fill up fast!

Since I have only one washer and dryer at home I have to do laundry in a linear manner. Can't really do all the laundry at the same time. Unless I go to a laundrymart.

So after drinking coffee, I spent many hours on Saturday surfing the web for local laundrymarts. And surfing for other things. Then I go distracted with something else and decided that the 6 hours of analysis was too overwhelming and I needed to de-stress. So I took a nap.

Needless to say, nothing was accomplished that day.

Because I am smart and know that I will never ever be able to win the war against laundry, I decided to tackle the next biggest clutter invoking thingie in my house.

Books. Hundreds and thousands and millions of books. 

Unfortunately my Son 1 inherited the book collecting gene from me. So we have 2 peeps in the house collecting books. But he is smart and keeps all his books in his room. Mine are everywhere. EVERYWHERE! In the bedroom, under the couch, under the bed, in cute little fancy baskets, in the garage, on table tops, blah, blah, blah.

Oye. I felt overwhelmed and since I had the Monday off, decided to put it off for a day and tackle it then. And yes I napped.

I am a very smart person. So on Monday, I got up early, exercised and then tackled the books in the garage. I rearranged the books I need to take at the half price book store, and found an old book that I decided to reread.


Because I am allergic to dust, an allergy attack soon came, I took some strong allergy meds and took a ... what? You tell me what I did.


Sigh.


So tell me. Do you have clutter in your house? How do you handle it? Do you think I can be saved?

Encaustics Piece

Recently I started creating encaustic pieces. I often get some questions about it so here are some answers:

What exactly is encaustics?

An ancient art where artist uses wax instead of paint to create artwork. Artists have recently embraced it and made it more current and relevant.

Does the wax melt?

Nope it does not.The manufacturers mix bees wax with a resin and add pigment to it to create a medium.

What do they look like?

See this for more examples.

What supplies do I need for this?

See this for supply list.

My hubby won't "obey" me. What can I do?

Sorry but you are on your own about this one. Once you figure it out, do let me know since I have yet to figure it out.

I am a rat pack and have too much junk sitting around at my home. What should I do?

For starters, I am glad that you are admitting it. That is the first step. Next step, buy more stuff like wooden panels, wax, electric griddle etc. Slap the junk on a panel and paint wax over it. Then call it art like I did.

What exactly is this piece?

Wood panel, black and yellow medium/wax, and a broken plastic chandelier.

So now I need to ask you a question. Can you please help me come up with a title for this? What do you think I should call it?

 

Hello November!

Hello November!

Today is the first day of Nablopomo this year. Now inquiring minds want to know. What is Nablopomo? It is not a cult or a religion or a crazy ritual.

Well I take that back. Nablopomo is the National Blog Post Month. That's when some of the bloggers commit to blogging daily for a month. So in a way, it is a crazy ritual!

You can find more info here:

NaBloPoMo


So there you have it. I am committing to blog every single day this month. Wish me luck!

Nablo, as I fondly call it, is not about quality writing. It is about quantity and keeping a commitment. November is a busy busy month for a lot of people. But the logic is that if you want to get something done, give it to a busy person and it will get done.



Hundreds of bloggers worldwide will make this commitment today and keep it. This is my second year to do this and I am excited about it.

I get to write everyday, meet new bloggers and make new bloggy friends. 

So good luck to all the bloggers out there who have made this commitment. May all us fishies move in the right direction and accomplish our goals! 

If you are new to this blog, welcome and please leave a comment so I can visit your blog too.

In the bloggy world, comments are like candy. And I want some candy! 

Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween to all!

I realize that Halloween is traditionally an American celebration but what the hay? Join in on the fun!

The aliens have landed! The zombies are here!

It is so much fun to have Halloween on a Saturday night. I am the designated candy giver tonight since there is a very important football game tonight. I am forbidden to leave the house.

I am still waiting for my hubby to tell me one day, "this game is not important and I can miss it."

Mind you my readers, the earth will stop spinning and the sun will not rise.

You heard it first here! On my blog!

So anyways.

I think I am going to dress up tonight. I wasn't really planning to but then I thought... why not? I have a couple of bad wigs. I could use those.

What about you? Are you dressing up?

Metro Dreams

So yesterday evening, I went out for a happy hour and a dinner for a very close girl friend of mine. It was her birthday. I We wanted to P.A.R.T.Y.

I know what you are thinking. You think that we got drunk and flirted with every single guy at the bar.

Not true.

You also think that I the mighty Scriber got on the table and sang happy birthday for her.

So untrue.

I mean I offered numerous times but the offer was politely declined. Numerous times.

Le Sigh!

I'd do anything for you my dear readers. But my friends simply don't get it. The fact that I am a world famous blogger with an international following. So what if I have only 5 readers? That is just a minor technicality. My blog is uber important to me. I love my readers! Wouldn't you like to read a story about me standing up on a table and dancing?

Le Sigh!

Anyways.

My girlfriend and I knew that it was going to be a fun evening. So we both dragged our hubbies to it. I think they were a little reluctant and resistant at first. But... in the end I can honestly say that they both had a great time. And were glad to be there. And to be honest, we never even told each other that we were going to bring our spouses. We did not plan it. It just happened.

Since my singing/dancing skills were neither required nor permitted at the party, I spent a lot of time with my engineer single guy friend D, trying to convince him to flirt with the cute waitresses and describing to him in detail my paintings and encaustics. I also spent a lot of time trying to convince him that he needs to make encaustic panels for me."I don't want to learn it! You make it for me!!!"

Le sigh. Sometimes I hate myself.

My hubby found someone who loves motorcycles and bourban. A very hard combination to beat. I can tell you that he had a great time.

In the end, the hubbies had a great time. I was able to resist my urge to dance on the table and my girl friend had a great time.

So that's what I did last night. What did you do?

Man and Door

Wordless Wednesday...

Choices. So many choices. So many possibilities...

I think I would chose the red door. Which door would you pick?

Mermaid's Daughter

A while back, Janice, Dan, and I decided to do a collaborative project together. I provided photos, Dan created collages, and Janice wrote the story.

Living in different cities and countries did not stop us. The best part about the project was that it was a surprise to each one of us how the other artist would interpret things. And what a fabulous surprise! Both Janice and Dan did a fabulous job.

I encourage you all to try it. Hand over your work to someone and let them cut it up. Have someone else write a story about it. I promise you that it will be very rewarding!

Meanwhile, head over to Janice's blog to read the entire story. It is simply fabulous!



 

Somewhat Plans

Happy Friday everyone! I hope you all have exciting plans this weekend.

My plan was to go to a Texas Winery with a friend and have dinner there. But the plans fell through.

So instead I will be hanging out at home, painting and puttering around. I may do some exercise. Ha ha. Watch out world!

To inspire myself, I reader the latest Reader's Digest and read some fitness related quotes.

Here are my favorites:

I really don 't think I need buns of steel. I'd be happy with buns of cinnamon. Ellen DeGeneres.

I don't exercise. If God wanted me to bend over, he would have put diamonds on the floor. Joan Rivers.

No one ever went to their deathbed and said, "you know, I wish I had eaten more rice cakes." Amy Krouse.

So there you have it.

What are your plans this weekend?

Runaway

Yesterday, I wanted to run away from home, go to Mexico and open up a cantina. And live on the beach forever.

I just have too much going on and sometimes I simply don't have the time to do all of it. I feel overwhelmed. Weekdays are consumed with work and commute. What's left of the day, I eat, watch TV and blog surf. And sleep. There is lots and lots of guilt to deal with all day long. Rinse repeate, rinse repeat.

Lots of things brought this on. First, there was this fabulous post that a fellow blogger Nan wrote. It was about the importance of having a job right now. Click here to read it. She is absolutely right about what she says. I couldn't agree more.

But then I got a call from a girl friend who was job hunting. She's been looking for a job for about 8 months. And for a while, there were no leads. But all of a sudden, in September, she started getting leads and interviews. She got numerous offers. One job was high paying and offered all the benefits. She was very torn about it and in the end decided to go for a job that was just 40 hours of contracting. It was a very brave and scary decision to make.

She has a wonderful 18 month old daughter and decided that working 60 hours a week just would not cut it for her. She wanted to spend time with her daughter. 40 hours of work, coming home stress free, not having sleepless nights was a bargain. Sure she would get less money, but in the end it was worth it. I am so proud of her.

To her I say bravo! I was a stay at home mom for years and I can never ever feel any regrets for that.

To all the Moms who chose to stay at home or opted for lesser hours so you could spend time with your family, I say bravo! My hats off to you.

Then I heard from another girl friend. We were planning on going out for dinner with our spouses to celeberate her birthday. She cancelled it. She said she wasn't in the mood. She was tired of work and everything else.

I proposed to her that we run away to Mexico and open up a cantina. Dress code would be bikinis, sarongs and flip flops.

She laughed and said, "I wish."

Le sigh!

So my question to you is, who wants to run away to Mexico with me and open a cantina? Jobs for everyone!

The only decisions we would have to make is, should I serve margerittas or a mexican martini?

Sounds good?

Encaustics Supplies

So I finally got around buying all the supplies for encaustics.

Let me tell you something. That it is not an inexpensive hobby. You need lots and lots of supplies. Most people have stuff like that sitting around in the house. But not me. I am not a tools kinda gal. I mean who has a heating gun sitting around in their house?

Not me.

You'll see the supply list at the end of this post and then you will understand.

I am kinda broke right now and so I dragged and dragged my feet about it. But I got a paycheck recently so I decided to buy all the supplies for encaustics. Heck with it. Life is short.

And although I was struggling with a stomach virus this weekend, I managed to get the supplies and create some pieces. They are still drying so I'll take photos and post as soon as they are done.

So here are the supplies you will need. The prices of courses will vary depending on where you live.

One time purchase..

Electric Griddle: 10-25 dollars @ Target
Heating Gun: 23 dollars @ Home Depot
One omelete pans: 6 dollars each at HEB

More supplies...

Encaustics medium: A kit at an art supply store cost me approximately 50 dollars.
Soy Wax to clean brushes: 10 dollars at an art store
Natural Brushes: 1 dollar each at an art store
Panels: Home depot. That is another post coming up soon.

So there you have it. Encaustics is expensive. But it is so much fun and rewarding.

If you try it, do tell.

Love Burgers

So what is it about burgers that they are so popular?

Beef burgers, chicken burger, tofu burgers, veggie burgers, turkey burgers, bocha burgers, hippie burgers, kabab burgers... the list goes on and on.

And then the toppings... lettuce, tomato, onions, grilled onions, sauted mushroom, cheese, mayo, mustard, ketchup, bbq sauce...

So many choices!

Here is my favorite recipe. I call it spicy burger.

Ingrediants

1 pound ground beef (low fat)
dash of olive oil
quarter onion chopped
salt
pepper
2 teaspoons tandoori masala or garam masala
Half teaspoon red chilli powder

Mix it all together.
Make hamburger patties
Grill
Eat

Yummy!

So do you like burgers? What is your favorite kind? What kind of toppings do you like?