Topic of the Week


We’ve all talked about our “lists.” That silly list you have of people you would have a fling with, no strings attached, no questions asked. The list of famous people you secretly, or not so secretly, lust for. Well, Suzanne came up with the idea of a weekend flings and one night stands list of people who wouldn’t be suitable for long-term relationships (really none of them are, this is just fun) but who would be fun for the weekend. Here’s my list. You’ll notice a heavy amount of rock stars on it. Also, since this is fantasy and we can make up rules, you can pick guys (or gals) from different eras. You’ll see what I mean.

  • Anthony Kiedis of Red Hot Chili Peppers
  • Trent Reznor
  • David Bowie
  • Harrison Ford as Han Solo from Empire Strikes Back
  • Sean Connory as James Bond from Goldfinger
  • Matthew Sweet
  • Chris Isaak

So what’s on your list?



Hairanoia Will Destroy Ya


I was scheduled to have a hair cut/color today and I was really jazzed about it. I’m so ready for a color change! Well, as I was getting out of the shower, my cell phone voice mail went off meaning only one thing: my appointment was canceled. Yup, Brook is sick and I have to reschedule. I was really irritated. This was going to mess up my day. However, I realize Brook’s day is much worse than mine. After all, she’s at home feeling crappy and I just have to be patient. Plus, I think in four years this is the first time she’s been sick when I was on the schedule so I really can’t be mad.

Good news is that my last hair cut was terrific and has grown out really nicely. You know how some hair cuts are only good for about a week then start looking really shaggy, well this one has been good from the beginning. Now that I have another week to wait, I’m asking you, my dear readers, to weigh in on hair color opinions. I don’t really want red; I’ve done that before. I’m thinking of a medium brown with honey and champagne highlights.

Opinions?



They Might Be Giants


When did everything get bigger? Last night, Steve and I were shopping at Target (Tar-Jay) and we needed paper towels. Seems like an easy, basic purchase but it wasn’t. Paper towel manufacturers are taking their cue from toilet paper manufacturers and making the rolls larger. We store our rolls in a 1950s towel holder so even regular rolls don’t fit until we’ve used about 1/4 of it. Now, we’re facing even larger rolls. I noticed that TP is now coming in sizes equivalent to 2 regular rolls. These don’t fit on my holder. It’s becoming a scavenger hunt to see if I can find regular sized products when shopping. Some things are better in larger quantities. Diet Coke and coffee are two that come to mind. But I don’t need, or even want, so much stuff at one time. I don’t have to storage space for all of it.

It’s funny how things are becoming larger, yet as people we’re expected to become smaller. The “ideal” body is about a size 4, but the “average” American woman is a size 14. Even clothing sizes have grown. A dress manufactured in the 1960s and labeled a size 14 is equivalent to today’s size 8. It’s no wonder we’re growing. Last time we ate out, the hamburger I ordered was 1/2 a pound of meat, yet a serving of protein is only 4 ounces. I only ate half of it and that was still more than I needed.

Bigger isn’t always better. While it may be more convenient to buy larger rolls of paper products, more cost effective to shop at Sam’s or Cosco, and more satisfying to be served a larger burger, I prefer my things a little smaller.



Crabby Crabberton


Three hours of planishing and I have…crap. I’ve worked and worked and worked on this thing and was feeling like it was coming together. Last week I showed Sarah thinking I had only a round or two of planishing left before declaring this thing done. Oh no. She said it was coming along nicely, but I had several rounds to go. So today I went to the studio early to get a jump start on this. The bottom started looking nice, then came the sides and things went downhill. I couldn’t get my piece fitted on the stake. Then everyone started arriving for class which meant everyone around me started hammering. I couldn’t hear the metal. I couldn’t find my place. I wandered over to the other room hoping for some quiet. I got the quiet, but the piece just didn’t want to cooperate. Finally, I called it a day. I annealed it and put it in my locker for tomorrow.

To top it all off, it rained so now it’s really humid. So my hair looks like crap. It’s Monday.



Monday, Monday


I think Tidbit speaks for all of us on his opinion of Mondays. Check out that layer of dust on my table - eek! You can tell where housekeeping ranks with me. Have a good week!

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This Just In…


The coordinator of WinterFest called me and I’m in now! Originally, I didn’t make the cut and was bummed, but figured I’d try again next year. Apparently, I was the first alternate and was offered a spot. I’m on the top floor, which seems bad but it’s actually a great place. Last year, I had an amazing weekend. Sales were through the roof! Plus, being on the top floor means it’s quieter, the crowds don’t block pathways while they’re chatting and you can look down on all the other vendors! Fun!



Topic of the Week


You’ve just been given a gift of $10,000. You can’t invest it, pay off credit cards, remodel your house, or do anything else sensible with it. So, how do you spend it?

I’d finally get a passport and go to Holland and Italy. Holland to see where my family is from and Italy to buy shoes!

What would you do?



Getting to Know Me


My friend Cindy has a wonderful blog and her posting today was especially insightful. She made a list of interesting things about herself so, since imitation is the best form of flattery, I thought I’d do the same. Cindy, I hope you don’t mind.

  • I’m 40 years old, but feel like I’m 27.
  • If I’d had a kid when my mom had me, I’d have a 20 year-old right now.
  • The thought of having children scares the hell out of me.
  • I always thought I’d be a bad mom.
  • I’m bad with money.
  • I don’t think about retirement.
  • I never thought I’d be a metalsmith.
  • Sometimes, I look at my work and can’t believe I made it.
  • I’m really proud of what I do but rarely compliment myself.
  • Sometimes I feel like a hack.
  • I obsess about my weight and have for years.
  • The night of our first date, my husband told his roommate he was going to marry me.
  • I was standing there when he said it.
  • I thought he was joking.
  • Marrying him was one of the first times in my life I followed my gut instincts.
  • Guess I was right. We’ve been married 10 years.
  • My sister is one of my best friends.
  • I used to hate her. She was an annoying pest.
  • Most of my closest friends are people I disliked the first time I met them.
  • I haven’t talked to my in-laws in almost three years.
  • I don’t miss them.
  • Sometimes that feeling makes me feel guilty, but I get over it.
  • I’ve known my friend Mary since we were 9.
  • She knows more about me than I probably know.
  • I love her like a sister.
  • In my life I’ve wanted to be a DJ, a hairstylist, a comedienne, a florist and an English teacher.
  • I’ve been a DJ. It was for an internship.
  • I’m actually proud of the fact I got kicked out of my college sorority.
  • I have a major weakness for shoes and accessories.
  • This summer I quit drinking red wine and started drinking white again.
  • I’m a beer snob.
  • I miss having a real job only for the social aspects.
  • I have over 75 bottles of nail polish yet my fingernails are bare right now.
  • When Steve’s late and I can’t get a hold of him, I sometimes worry that he’s dead.
  • Then I wonder if I have to invite his parents to the funeral.
  • I miss my grandparents.
  • I still remember the phone number of my nana and papa who lived in Springfield.
  • I don’t attend church, but consider myself a spiritual person.
  • I think organized religion has too many problems.
  • I don’t like eating a chain restaurants.
  • Except Diet Cokes at McDonald’s.
  • If I didn’t have to work out, I never would. At my core, I’m quite lazy.
  • This summer I learned belly dancing.
  • I’m not very good at it, but it makes me feel good about my body.
  • Except it’s the one time I wish I had bigger hips.
  • I wouldn’t be who I am today without going through all the crap I went through in my past. For that, I’m grateful.
  • I still sometimes think about times I hurt people and wish I never had.
  • I’m too sensitive at times and that irritates me.
  • I get really mean and angry when I’m sick.

Enough about me. What about you? Care to share anything interesting?



The Glamorous Life


Let’s salute Glamour magazine today for providing us 67 years of fashionable Dos and Don’ts. With this in mind, it’s time to revise some of the old rules.

• Shoes and handbags do not need to match. Coordinate them, but don’t worry about color matching • Black is an acceptable color to wear to a wedding. Especially an evening or formal affair. • Unless your office rules say otherwise, skip pantyhose with your skirts. The look is very dated. • White can be worn all year, however, summer or winter fabrics should be reserved for that season. Also, if wearing white in the winter, wear closed toed shoes.

Some rules never go out of style and the most important one is to never have VPLs (visible panty lines). So go out there and have a glamorous day!



Shiny, Happy People


It’s planishing time in the studio! Today I finally declared my piece formed which means I have hours and hours of planishing ahead of me. Planishing is a technique of lightly hammering the piece with a planishing hammer (duh) to give it a nice smooth, shiny appearance. Once the planishing is done, the piece will be smooth and shiny on the inside and have a softly textured outside appearance. Below is an example of what I did today. This is three rounds of planishing and I really haven’t even begun. It looks cool now, but wait until you see it finished! The piece measures about 3 1/2 inches tall and 3 1/4 at it’s widest point.

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