Happy 4th of July!!!

I really hope this tastes as good as it looks! As I said on Facebook, in recognition of the holiday, be independent and pursue happiness.

Live...

I made a fourth postcard but I'm not sure I like. I keep messing with it so I decided to move on and figure out what I want to do with it later. So...here is postcard numbered five. I'm not done yet but so far I am loving it. The coolest thing is that it is a deconstructed postcard which I found on a billboard one day at lunch. So, I used a postcard to make a postcard. :-D

Lorakeet Love and Social Networking

This is postcard numbered three going out tomorrow. The silhouette is of a lorakeet that I took a picture of a while back. The paper is the packaging from my last toothpaste purchase. I thought the color combo would be fun to make something with and reuse, recycle, etc.

I tried to send this and the detail pictures to Facebook but it's acting up. I swear it gets frustrating at peak times how slow that site gets. But, so far I am really enjoying connecting with all my friends and family, some were quite long lost. I haven't decided yet if I'll link this blog over there but if you know my last name you can find me there.

I've been thinking about Facebook and how it reminds me of the old days of AOL when there was a tight, fun, community feel to it. I think Facebook is really cool because it's like an ongoing conversation with a community of people and some aren't even your friends, there are friends of friends dialoging. Pretty cool stuff.

I'm trying to figure out if I want to add Twitter to the mix. It seems like there is just too much to keep up with so I have been reluctant to do so. I was trying to figure out what the difference is between Blogging, Tweeting, and Facebooking and I think I figured it out somewhat, for me anyhow. Blogging is for times where you want to elaborate and record an event or idea more extensively. It can be a past, present, or future kind of entry. Tweeting is a short blast of what you are currently doing. I think it even says, "What are you doing?" Whereas, Facebook is more about what you are thinking or feeling. It's a place to blast a quick emotive response to what is currently going on because it asks, "What's on your mind?" Although, Facebook does have games and crap too which makes it more dimensional. I haven't checked Twitter out enough to see if it's more than the texting interface that it seems to be to me.

Clowning Around

I have decided to try my hand at some handmade postcards. This one hits the mail on Monday. I have another one in the works but I'm not sure I like it. So, I guess it's not done. We'll see. It's funny how things take a path of their own. I had no intention of making this look like a clown. But, smack on a red ball to the nose and it does. I wanted to put "heads up" on this but for some reason the yellow paint called my name and it wound up as "live." Go figure! Now, who to send it to is the question. I had one person in mind but perhaps I'll send it to another...hmmm... Keep an eye on your mailbox, something could be coming to you!

Bad Buddha Returns

It has been months since I've done anything creative. I haven't made any cards since October. I figured that perhaps a little play and experimentation would break this trend. I'm using a book that has pictures of a fashion designer's trip through China, so it seemed only appropriate the first spread have an Asian theme. I've only just begun so who knows where this will end up.

On the right is a drawing I did a while ago and posted on here that I called "Bad Buddha," hence the name of the entry. When I applied the gel to it, it smeared the red pen and turned it a kind of pinkish color, but I think it works. I was going to tape the eyes over it that you see at the top of the picture but I can't bring myself to cover it up. I'll have to use them elsewhere. I'll post more pictures as I progress.

Calling All Greenthumbs

I bought this plant at Trader Joe's earlier this week for eight bucks and I'm loving it. It's so fragrant with two different kinds of mint and a lavender plant. It's called "Tea Time" herbs. It provides a recipe to make a "Cup of Zen" tea which I have yet to make. But, the mint makes a refreshing Mojito. I don't have a green thumb though. I fear before too long this will be dead. Any insights on how to keep it alive is appreciated.

It's Gotta Be a Guy

Every now and then a commercial airs that just screams to me that a man wrote it. When I saw this one, I knew no woman would write something so vulgar and tacky. My "favorite" of the blatancy is the "V" shaped bush towards the ending.

Ummm...enjoy.

How long would you wait?

I came to the laundromat to wash my rugs in the large capacity machine. Both were full when I got here but completely done. I waited fifteen minutes before removing the quilt. It's been at least another fifteen or twenty minutes and they just showed up as I was typing. Please let them try to say something to me.

Update: If you enlarge the picture, you can see sheets on the table in the background. Those people actually waited for the other machine to be emptied by the machine hogs. Ha! And, they were there before me. I am sooooooooo glad I didn't wait. It took forever to dry those darn rugs and no, they didn't say anything to me.

Getting Ziggy with It.

I saw this the other day and thought of my poor neglected blog. I've been blogging so long that if you come around here, just check out my archives. I'm sure that last year this time looks pretty similar to this time this year.

As a matter of fact, long before Groundhog Day there was Same Time Next Year, one of my favorite movies of all times. Even though the theme was adultery I think I took comfort that no matter how much some things changed there can be a stability in our lives if we nurture it. Gosh, I love that movie. Alan Alda and Ellen Burstyn, particularly Ellen Burstyn, I don't think ever received enough credit for the incredible actor that she is. Perhaps, I should rent it soon. But, really, I think I get bored with stability, I like new things, challenges, and change. So, I've been seeking them in some unfamiliar and familiar places lately, and so far it's been good times for me.

I'm doing fine. I've changed my toenail polish to green, because I just like to be different. When I was in high school, I had a blond rat tail about a year earlier than everyone else. I wore my pants above my ankles about a year too early too, and was made fun of because of it. Heck, I even got a tattoo before it was mainstream for a female to do so. I'm not all that much of a forward thinker, adventurer these days. I'm more of an Eddie Bauer, nondescript, accounting type, which I gotta tell you... I loathe! I can't wait to be my own person again and REBEL! So, for now, I do it in small ways, like picking odd color choices for my toenails, and driving a Mustang like some mid-life crisis induced man.

There's a commercial on TV right now that I just LOVE because I really hope to have that flippin' zest when I'm older that these ladies exhibit. I want it back damn it, that is if I ever had it. The business world has a way of smothering individuality. It's a tragic necessity. I suppose. But, in case you haven't seen the commercial, revel and dream for a moment with me. Don't these ladies look like they know how to have a good time?

Twitching

That's a crappy ass picture of my ugly ass feet but I'm posting it anyhow because I can and it's proof that I didn't spend the past week hiding out in the corner of my closet picking scabs on my belly. I went and got my first pedicure EVER right after I posted that entry and then took myself to see "He's really not that into you." The movie was adorable and just what I needed. And, I now LOVE pedicures. I MUST find a way to keep them in my budget. Of course, as each day goes by that gets harder and harder.

I hate my feet. I always have. Probably because of all the mean things my brother who shall go nameless (I have three) said about them when we were growing up. But, I almost like them now. It's amazing what a pedicure can do for them ~ a professional one that is. I've always kept my nails polished but it was much like, Sarah Palinshitforbrains, putting lipstick on a pig.

On to other things...my eye is twitching. It's another thing that occurs when I repress stress. Work is incredibly stressful. The economy is kicking our ass along with everyone else's. I really don't feel right whining. I at least have a job! But, I also have what feels like survivors guilt and worry and it's hitting me in ways too that I can't mention here because I want to keep that job. And, yet, I am happy and grateful because at least I have a job.

Now, I'm off to pour myself some more wine, it seems to be helping that twitch!