I haven't made cards in what feels like a million years. I still don't particulary feel like it but these 5 are going to a silent auction to be packaged with other creations from some creative women to raise some money for a good cause. (Please note...lately I have had this serious addiction to all things glittery.)

The weekend flew by:

-Took little mister to open ice skating

-Finished Wally Lamb's new book, "The Hour I First Believed". (Still like, "She's Come Undone" the best Mr. Lamb, if you check blogland for opinions.)

AND

Little Miss has very recently been granted her driver's permit. For the past three days, I have been demoted to back seat passenger. (She tells me, I'm a back seat driver. My reply is that I would like all of us to at least see our next birthdays.) So while Big Mister sits in front and coaches little miss, I sit in the back seat and recite novenas until we arrive at our destination. (Boy, it really is scary.)

During a Hail Mary this evening, the verse for the red card came to me. "Sometimes not getting what we want is exactly what we need." You don't say?

The Market has 3 more dates coming up very soon..have a few projects I'll share once the long weekend sets in. Looking forward to Thanksgiving...good food, no pressure and a Friday that is free.

By the way, forget Black Friday and buy or make something handmade.

A few observations today:

By the way, Happy Birthday, Ma.

I read somewhere once (I have no idea if there is any truth in this) that our heads, due to its size and shape, resonate sounds differently.

That being said, it is safe to assume (in my opinion) that
*Certain sounds can either:

A.) Harmonize with our inner tone creating a soothing, relaxing response or


B.) Create a “fork across a plate” shriek that when heard, makes us want to grind our teeth and snap like a jealous dog.


I’m convinced that it is scientifically possible to have reaction B to the sound of someone else’s voice. I’ve been trying to figure out how I can be so irritated by someone that is so nice.
Eureka! The notes F flat and G sound just fine played separately, but together they make a really ugly sounding chord.


What’s a woman to do? I’ve heard that Pamprin might change the shape of my resonating chamber so that I can sit for 8 hours without the hair rising on my neck.


I am also fascinated by the studies done on the differences between my Generation X tendencies vs. those of my younger peers. I witnessed something that I have not yet read about in any article. It happened two days in a row, by two different people so there must be something to it.


You ready? These Y’s like to carry things.

Perhaps an evolutionary shift caused by the “consumerism” in this country-practice toting 10 lbs of excess baggage so you may case two tiers of the MOA before you need to make a trip to the car? I have no idea.


Case in point, following a young Y out the door yesterday. A huge bag the size of two year old draped over her right shoulder, a purse attached to her right forearm, keys in right fingers. In her other hand, a mini cooler for her lunch (you know the size..a six pack of beer fits nicely in these), and across her index finger a neon green Nalgene water bottle was dangling. I thought to myself, who needs this much shit to go to work? I’m dying when I have a purse and a laptop bag to carry.

This morning, it happened again. A purse, an extra large Vera Bradley, the Nalgene water bottle (this time it was pink) and the lunch bag.


This might not be that earth shattering but as a mother, it kills me. Motherhood teaches you efficiency-we don’t do bags for each purpose. One bag-wallet, lunch, water bottle, excess crap.
Keep it light because there is no doubt that you will be, in addition to your bag, carrying 20 extra pounds of thrashing toddler sometime that day. Am I getting old? Unhip to the ways of fashion? What can you possibly have in that big bag that you’ll need during the hours of 8 and 5?


Anyone have insight into this? (Next thing you know, I’ll be complaining about how many miles I had to walk to school in my bare feet.) Whatever it is, these future 30-somethings are going to either have spines of steel, huge biceps, or some serious posture issues.


One more and it speaks for itself.. horoscope from Monday. Go figure.


GEMINI (May 21-June 21). You have no problem figuring out what it is you want. The trouble comes when you realize that you'll have to wait for it. Try not to think of waiting as a static condition. All the while be busy making yourself ready.

Silence?

I haven’t had much to say lately nor have I wanted to hear my voice write anything anecdotal.

In the past weeks, I have been receiving 4 caring bridge site updates to my inbox on almost a daily basis. If you are unfamiliar with Caring Bridge, it is an internet outlet for those who are sick and/or hospitalized to keep their friends and families “in the know” and allow you to electronically voice your support, your prayers, your wishes to the patient and their family.

There is Ms. Courage who is battling ovarian cancer, Mr. and Mrs. Together at Last who have a baby awaiting a bone marrow transplant who have several other children at home who have been in the hospital for too long, Mrs. Ray of Happiness who has two small boys and a young husband who has suffered a stroke, and Mrs. Eldest Girl who, too, has cancer everywhere and is doing everything in her power to live.

So, I don’t like out-dated hairstyles, hot dish, or Facebook. So, I can shop. Big freakin’ deal. Doesn’t it all seem so trivial? These people just want a normal life back and here I am—blah, blah, blahing. There is some guilt associated with my ramblings but….


It goes on and that’s just it. It will always be something. Herein, lies my lesson for today. Live your life. One has no idea when the game will change. “Normal” today just might not be “Normal” tomorrow.

What I Know for Sure Today (can you tell who graced my mailbox recently?):
1.) I have a lot to learn.
2.) The phrase “If I knew then, what I do now…” now makes sense.
3.) When it comes to moments in your life, the word random is never involved.
4.) What goes around, comes around.
5.) Attitude really is everything.
6.) You get out of it as much as you put into it.


I also have a few new quotes I “randomly” came across today:

-NOT ALL WHO WANDER ARE LOST.

And

-BE NOT AFRAID, YOU WERE BORN FOR THIS.

Debut #2

I still don't feel like hearing myself talk. So once again, a picture is worth a thousand words-let's hope for this post's sake it's worth a little less.

I have two jobs; one I do for love, one I do for money. The love job won today so tomorrow you know where I'll be.

Silence.

Graphic lessons for today...Sometimes we are much cuter when we don't talk.