Personal Archeology
In college I decorated my apartment with found objects- fruit crates left on the curb outside the Chinese grocery, driftwood and barnacled rocks from the beach, old bottles from the trash and the occasional student art project donated by friends. Occasionally I actually made something to display as art.  Usually junking it a couple of years later because it never seemed really good enough. Sometimes it really wasn’t and turned bedraggled and dusty and embarrassing before I found something to replace it with. In the last couple of years, I’ve managed to purge the last bits of my hippie past and the later “better” stuff too.  Paring down.

Flying By
Just a quicky to keep everyone up to date. I am still doing NaNoWriMo but because of dress rehearsals last week I am very behind and need to spend the weekend writing, writing and more writing with a couple of short breaks for knitting and life maintence. Last weekend I traveled to the Whole Nine Yarns in Woodstock Georgia and used the gift card I won in the shop hop for this: Dream in Color Smooshy, colorway:  Flamingo Pie.  Actually the colors of an

On This Day in History
I am 60. How did this happen? I used to imagine myself at 30.  I thought I’d live in a suburban ranch style and drive a station wagon to pick up kids from choir practice and little league.  I thought I would make my husband cocktails when he came home from work and dress for dinner- like Donna Reed and the mom on Father Knows Best. Life, though, has a way of working out in really unexpected ways.  Thank God- I probably would have become a suicidal alcoholic pill popping (suburban) momma if I had continued down that path. Ok, ok, I confess I did have a station wagon for a while but only because it was what I could afford that had enough

Reality: down for the count
What made you think you could do this?  Are you insane? Well, I just decided I needed to do it.  I just really, really want to and if I don’t do it sometime I’ll never do it. Needed to do it?  What about needing to get the show ready for dress rehearsals next week and dealing with your car tag and Christmas Knitting and OMG DRESS REHEARSALS  and do you know where your Christmas knitting is….  Did you have to NEED to do this now. Well this is when NaNoWriMo is, November.  A lot of other stuff happens in November, I know but it’s not like I haven’t learned how to put my life on hold for productions.

Skipping Forward
I’m feeling particularly lucky. I won $2 in the lottery. I used the money to get 2 new numbers and didn’t win anything. I also won a gift certificate in the Local Shop Hop.   Whoopee!  That almost makes up for not getting to go to SAFF. The store I won it from is about an hour away.  I won’t have time to claim it until after the next show at the opera opens.  Now I know why people say winning the lottery is stressful. I’m feeling so optimistic that I have signed up to eat something bigger than my head to write a 50000 word novel in 30 days.  During the month of November