Monday, July 30, 2012
Friday, July 27, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
Gail ,a USA transplant who owned at one time the largest bead emporium in the Eastern U.S. and who with amazing foresight brought the majority of her beads with her when she moved to B.C. We took the class. Learned Peyote and were hooked on the lost art of native bead weaving. Following the end of the course and faced with two "all or nothing" personalities, she did a wondrous thing. She invited us weekly into her home to continue to learn more Native Weaving techniques. Neither of us knew who Gail was or knew of her reputation in the bead world and that she had apprenticed with Tis Mal Crow, legend in native bead weaving and Shaman herbal healing circles. Had we even a clue we would never had raised our eyes or stood erect in her presence.Ten years later our passion for seed bead weaving has only grown stronger. We watch with amusement beading fever hit the craft world and the thousands of dollars spent in wire, crystal, findings and glass blown beads always returning to our roots and first love, the cheap and simple seed bead, beading needle and Nymo D thread. Above you see some of the Peyote bags we first produced. We later discovered we could adjust our designs to be a modern piece with a foundation firmly set in the versatile Peyote stitch. Over the next week I will display many of our designs in an attempt to lure you into the wonderful world of Native Bead Weaving.
Friday, July 20, 2012
First of all....I hurt my knee yesterday gardening.....second , It is 29 C and it is 9:30 am....third, It is Friday better known as Hell Highway Horror day.....four, My head hurts and heat makes it hurt more as does moving, driving, breathing....fifth, I need to go out tonight so need to conserve, preserve the body parts. Whatever???? On my way......
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
It was brought to my attention yesterday that the sculpting of my front court yard trees and shrubs has an R rating. Apparently the over 50 group is quite sensitive to shape and form even when it comes to trees. This I knew when Art was the topic of discussion but when it comes to foliage, I am somewhat surprised and yet bemused..... It seems my spruce look like Penises and my shrubs like a variety of sizes of breasts.....Is it me or is it them?
Monday, July 16, 2012
I have discovered an alternative Worry Bead substitute that might possibly have some actual usefulness.Spring ,summer,fall and early winter in this neck of the woods is greenery bonanza. Plants,good and bad thrive in our tropical paradise, growing any where, anyway they want. Though I bow to their sense of survival and the resourceful direction they take to get to a drip of anything liquid; I hugely detest hacking my way to the gate every time I want out. In light of the fact I have sorted and reorganized all that is within my realm of power this Greenery has become my new obsession during these long sleepless (21 remaining) nights prior to OP Day. The upside is I can clip and dig long into the wee hours disturbing no one..and... vacuuming at 3 AM was beginning to be a bone of contention between me and the Dude.....go figure???
Sunday, July 15, 2012
- the birds have to use potholders to pull worms out of the ground.
- the potatoes cook underground, and all you have to do to have lunch is to pull one out and add butter, salt and pepper.
- farmers are feeding their chickens crushed ice to keep them from laying hard-boiled eggs.
- the cows are giving evaporated milk.
- the trees are whistling for the dogs.
- you no longer associate bridges (or rivers) with water.
- you can say 113 degrees without fainting.
- you eat hot chilies to cool your mouth off.
- you can make instant sun tea.
- you learn that a seat belt makes a pretty good branding iron.
- the temperature drops below 95, you feel a bit chilly.
- you've experienced condensation on your butt from the hot water in the toilet bowl.
- you would give anything to be able to splash cold water on your face.
- you can attend any function wearing shorts and a tank top.
- The 4 seasons are: tolerable, hot, really hot, and ARE YOU KIDDING ME??!!
- you discover that in July, it takes only 2 fingers to drive your car.
- you discover that you can get a sunburn through your car window.
- you notice the best parking place is determined by shade instead of distance.
- hot water now comes out of both taps.
- it's noon in July, kids are on summer vacation, and not one person is out on the streets.
- you actually burn your hand opening the car door.
- you break a sweat the instant you step outside at 7:30 a.m. before work.
- no one would dream of putting vinyl upholstery in a car or not having air conditioning.
- your biggest bicycle wreck fear is, "What if I get knocked out and end up lying on the pavement and cook to death?"
- you realize that asphalt has a liquid state.
Friday, July 13, 2012
I am the designated Doggie Do Collecter in our family of 2.I am not counting the dog here people.The science part has happened since the weather got inhumanly hot.The little dog heads out to the front oven. Does her little four footed tap dance and drops her "Hurry up".She races for the door....needs immediately to receive her Good Girl treat and a drink of cold water with cubes added. She's parched from her brush with dehydration ....now.....now....now she screams and I, her eager slave comply. I head out with my little baggy to collect her gift and dispose. Now this is the science part, Dear Reader.....her "product" has changed properties....a solid to a dust.....no smell, easy clean up.....good girl.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
I was saddened and surprised at the pending divorce of these two Pretty People and like many, curious at what went wrong. They matched like cream and sugar, salt and pepper, a perfect duo and until yesterday I like you was clueless at why they split. Yesterday was my Aha moment.I was alone when the Epiphany happened....alone in a 400 person capacity movie theatre. Alone watching Rock Of Ages,Cruises newest movie release and pondering what would convince a true movie star it was in his best interest to star as a Rock Icon wearing a cod piece made up of a sparkling devil with a 10 inch extended tongue. But then I was pretty certain Alex Baldwin 's character....the aging newly realized gay club owner professing his love to Russel Brand was equally bad decision making. oh ....and the whole thing is a musical....?? And that's why I was alone in a 400 capacity theatre and Why Kate made a move to divorce Tom the same week his movie Rock Of Ages opened. And this has been Madonnart's Movie Moment, another PSA.....
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
This was a planned good day. A day I carefully designed to the point of preparing my dinner yesterday to eat in the comfort of air conditioned splendor while watching back to back "The Closer" episodes and finale. The Dude was heading into town about 2ish to a hot (37C) afternoon of Chiro....ich ....you're sweaty hot remember....picking cherries....you heard the temperature was 37 right and then a relaxing fellowship like evening with his Gyro buds. All the shenanigans I was going to get up to involved a Margarita, my dinner and The Closer possibly watched in my PJs....then the SHIT hit the fan....All plans were off, like in a nano second. new plans made without concern about comfort, pre planning or comfort. I was now no longer in Pjs, dinner stayed in the frig, Tequilla remained untouched and Kyra was left without her audience. I left the house at 3pm to go pick 2 hrs of cherries....then to sit in the HOT car waiting for the Dude to get adjusted (joke there but damn, I'm HOT),then off to meet friends to see Spiderman on Cheap Tuesday (yes there was waiting in line on hot reflecting concrete involved).Thank God the company was good and the theatre cool....then home to clean cherries....alot of cherries...... how was your day?
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Monday, July 09, 2012
Where other cultures light candles, talk it out or draw intricate sand pictures, I sort, bag, box and rearrange. It is my "TELL".Last night an overwhelming urge came over me as I was assembling my pages of shoulder Physio diagrams...a well recognized drive to sort, bag, and rearrange. The area of choice....The Studio. So here I sit surrounded by my "really good shit"....a huge mass of stuff,that I now must make order of. What was I thinking? Right,I remember.....my compulsive reaction to worry.....damn...
Sunday, July 08, 2012
Saturday, July 07, 2012
Friday, July 06, 2012
Thursday, July 05, 2012
Wednesday, July 04, 2012
I was adopted when 6 weeks old, bald until 2, toothless until 2 1/2 and needed sugar in some form of chocolate from age 5 and yet SHE continued to love me more and more and more. SHE being my mom, Peggy or as I loved to shout to the world PIGGY!! Mom looked like a movie star from the 30's. Red bow tie lip stick, hair in an up sweep, classy figure enhancing dresses that showed off her great legs and always wore a hat and gloves to the racetrack.She could of been an Interior Decorator. Our house always looked cutting edge and she did everything herself inside and out. I never heard or saw her argue with friends. She was the Peacemaker and her friends were with her to the finish...oh how she laughed, danced and played with her friends, always keeping in touch especially through those middle years where many suffered from some form of temporary insanity. She could make the best fired chicken and homemade fries. Her pumpkin pie was epic and she would drop everything when you arrived and fill you with love. She was my last call of the day. She was such a lady and so missed everyday but especially to day. Happy Birthday Piggy, wish we could have a game of Pounce and Sarah could humiliate you instead of me. You would be so proud that the game baton has been passed to another woman in the family.
Tuesday, July 03, 2012
Sitting back in my favorite chair with a large glass of frozen limeade, reading, writing, sleeping and occasionally looking out at the shinning lake and green orchards, I admit I am the luckiest person in the land. What better way to celebrate a clean house, watered garden and Nana's chicken in the oven than time in Heaven....zzzzzzzz