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WEAKNESSES

I know, intellectually at least, that there should come a time when adults cease collecting 'stuffies'. Intellectually. Yes. I know. But what's one to do when they look at you with their pleading little eyes (or eye)? And their limp little bodies?

Well in my case what I do is bring them home. And (can I believe I am admitting this) once home I name them. Each-and-every-one....

My latest fall from non-stuffie-buying-grace has taken the form of 'UGLY DOLLS'. These bizarre little creatures just NEED protection, asylum, affection, adoption. After all they strike me as an acquired taste, lol even for the stuffie-afflicted.

Above (with piglet) are seen merga-tool and poe (don't ask, I'm really not going to confess to the stories of the names, lol. After all I have to try to keep some shred of appearing vaguely normal :-)

So if any of you have any weakness for stuffies also, or other odd collecting habits I'd love it if you left a comment - insanity (or soft-hearted-ness) loves company don't-cha-know, roflmao

And just in case you need to know more about ugly dolls (I know, probably not, but I'm just sayin...) click on the title of this post and it'll take you to their website http://www.uglydolls.com/sitemap

Ok, I'm leaving now .... :-)

A SHREDDER IS A VERY GOOD THING!

I ran across this article & wanted to share it with you. While it is a bit dated the caution within is not..... Sorry the link isn't 'cllckable' blogger apparently is being a tiny bit crabby today, lol)

http://www.cockeyed.com/citizen/creditcard/application.shtml

Giggle for the day! (wonder if it works...)

Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small. Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion.

"If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds."

Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.

"How long will this take?" I asked.

"They will grow larger over a period of years," my husband replied.

I stopped. " Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years?"

Without missing a beat he said "Worked for your butt, didn't it?"

He's still alive, and with a great deal of therapy, he may even walk again.

WHEN THE SUN RISES

Morning dawns on the african velt. The lioness awakens. She knows she will have to run faster than the gazelle or she will starve....

Morning dawns on the african velt. The gazelle awakens. She knows she will need to run faster than the lioness who hunts or she will not survive.....

The truth of this tale applies to everyone. Regardless of who you are or what the parameters of your life may be, when the sun rises you had better be ready and committed to hitting the ground running :-)

A Friend Stops By For A Treat

"Any unwanted cookies, cake or cat food??????"

(If so, I'd be GLAD to help...) :-)

PIGWEED & CELL PHONE

I thought you'd enjoy two little bits of IRL* FERRIS LOL
*(IRL = in real life)

First is PIGWEED :-) With every year that passes I find I love my flowers and (very simple) gardening more. It's so very different from the pace of the studio, the 'sitting' of computer work - and thanks to garden goddesses that have encouraged me (Sandra! & Carolyn!) the borders of the gardens grow.

Still, weeding is a vexation - akin to pulling/cleaning beads, lol. So worth the effort once complete yet better once done than in the doing. Hence PIGWEED - he just makes me laugh and is oh-so-useful as you see, holding my tools, kneeling pad (no wise cracks, lol). Here's a picture of him guarding my most recent attack upon the weedlings!

Next a DH story...

Over the weekend I was wearing a pair of capri pants - love them but HATE that they have no pockets as I always carry my cell phone in my pants pocket! What to do.......? Hmmmm. After a minute or two confirming I had no shirt pocket either I tried tucking my phone under the center of my bra in front (which is like a rubberband, lol). Shortly following that placement, DH and I were working outside together and wouldn't you know it - my phone rang, lol. DH looked at me oddly for just a moment then smiled and said 'hey babe, your chest is ringing - want me to get that for you?! roflmao.

What it takes to get a guy to offer to answer the phone! :-)

Ok, enough of my IRL stories!
PS to everyone I owe emails to, don't give up on me - I'm making progress, reallllly!

A LEGEND (IN MY OWN MIND ONLY) LOL

Yeah yeah, I know you know: I'm working on the new website....

Website, website, website.

Yadda yadda yadda. Website. Yadda yadda yadda....

But today as I was working, going over my notes of commonly found pages on websites these days I found a note I'd made: TESTIMONIALS ~ followed by a note that
said 'RECOGNITIONS'. In short course I found myself laughing (at me of course).

For certain the only thing I'm currently & routinely 'RECOGNIZED' for is being insane. Funny maybe. Ecclectic - probably.

If I were to create such a page to add to the website it would be a very empty page. Which led me to thinking about WHY people create, what they need/desire from it. I've never submitted my work to the competitive arena as it's been perfectly fulfilling for me to have it desired by my buyers (thank you!)

I've only been published (magazine) once - in a feature about women in glass. Is that RECOGNITON'? lol Needless to say (tho I'm saying it anyway) I don't think that will be a page on the new website. So there it is - I'm RECOGNITION-LESS.

On the other hand, I've never been 'recognized' in any of the wanted posters at the post office either, so I guess recognition-less-ness isn't all bad is it?! :-)

SECONDARY THOUGHT.....

Now if you have any TESTIMONIALS about me as a beadmaker, beadmaking teacher, jewelry designer, writer, or human being, lol SEND THEM TO ME puulleeeeaaaseee!?!!
That IS a page I'm going to add (which hopefully won't be empty! :-) Now for the wise arses that I love among you - read on.... *I will read and cherish them all - (but I will reserve the option to edit any true (but embarassing, lol) comments/class stories ....

LAUGH FOR THE DAY

(It's a joke - but boy is it a funny read! If only we could 'de-stress' this way and still be functional/responsible adults....) :-)
Read on!

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We could all use a little more calmness in our lives. By following the simple advice heard on the Dr. Phil show, you too can find inner peace.

~ Dr Phil proclaimed ~
"The way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the
things you have started and have never finished."

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So, I looked around my house to see all the things I started and hadn't finished, and before leaving the house this morning, I finished off a bottle of Merlot, a bottle of Zinfandel, a bottle of Bailey's Irish Cream, a bottle of Kalhua, a package of Oreos, the remainder of my old Prozac prescription, the rest of the cheesecake, some Doritos, and a box of chocolates.

You have no idea how freaking good I feel right now. Please pass this on to those whom you think might be in need of inner peace

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Best laugh I've had in awhile :-) Thanks D!