Friday, September 16, 2011


Doodling - want to start a new one of these tonight - but sooo tired. I am stumbling tired. Set up some doc appointments next week. Ha, husband took over 1/20th of what I do in a day because he's on vacation - he came home moaning after taking us to a cafe for dinner - and fell in bed, haven't seen him since. Anyway, I have had an afternoon with an overly long nap (but it felt soooo good) and a long night's sleep last night with wonderful dreams. Actually had time to workout twice.

I dreamed of a medalion with three horses - I will sketch it tonight. It is a long story - a friend bought the pin for me, put it in an envelope and mailed it to me. The envelope arrived, with a small hole in it - smaller than the pin, and the pin was missing. My mail has been tampered with - yesterday an envelope from the School District arrived that was three fourths torn open. Now, who could be spying on me? This is scary. I fear espionage - maybe from outer space. (Sorry, I really am tired.) I think the County would be bored of me by now.

The little girl in the top charcoal is the granddaughter of my friend that sent the pen. Isn't she adorable?

Success - this animal hoarder has trained a rather - er, to be kind, slow dog to roll over. She is quite proud of herself. But Guido is jealous. The cats are acting as guardians - they lay in the doorways and won't let the dogs pass. Guido is getting fed up and asserting his tiny self against the unjustice.

Good night all - I am falling over - - - oh, oh - watched Dr. Zhivago for the second time after many many many years - and fell in love with it all over again! Grandson and I sat in matching recliners crying over the ending, much to his chagrin.

and again, Good night

Friday, September 02, 2011

In the Garden of Good and Evil

The rains of TD13 have beat all the petals of my flowers off, and a great deal of the leaves. Oh well, easy come, easy go. Haven't had the fortitude to weed in 114 F degree heat index either. At least it has cooled to the low 90's and even 82 since the storm has come in and lingered.

Juried into the Artel Gallery - with "He Wasn't Who He Pretended to Be" A fun, freaky piece of work. The Artel receptions are so fun, elegant with an edge of funk. I'm excited

Dogs won't go out to potty because of storm. I pray that their insides are temporarily paralyzed. Yes, I'm truly evil.

Some kind of horrible procrastination disease left me today and I paid bills, gathered all my medical records together so I can make a doctor's appointment for myself, and got all the papers out for my young temporary Ward that I love so much.

Took oldest Grandson's silver ring I made him to the jeweler to have the stone set, and the ring polished - can't wait to see it. This is been sitting for 3 years.

Now, I need to hang up all my clothes, 2/3 of which are too small - because I can't afford Doc Lovely anymore. It was nice being ten years younger than my age while it lasted. Naw, now for the truth - I've been stressed and eating too much and sometimes drinking a bit more than I should.

So true confessions in this blog post - hopefully the State of Wyoming has quit downloading my blog files to their computers - I will always laugh about the recipe for split pea soup - wonder if the governor ate some? Glad those days are gone. Actually I have become an avid poster of news, not the corporate bought variety, but the real news - there are hundreds of protesters in Washington as I write this - - one of our Senators wrote me a nice letter - trying to pass a bill to make BP give back the people's tax $ they used to clean up THEIR mess which only 3% is cleaned up. So I feel a little power to the people though I'm sure some think I've truly lost it. Oh well. Its fun getting older - one has an excuse for all sorts of eccentricities............

Later -

I think I even have energy left to start a charcola.