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.