Getting back in the groove (Oct. 27)

Went to lunch with a girlfriend on Monday and last night went to Book Club and participated quite a bit. I came home a bit quiet and reflective, but it wasn’t a bad thing. Just mulling things over in my head, ya know?

So, for BC, we read Zora Hurston’s Seraph on the Suwanee . It’s a powerful book and for the first time, possibly ever, we really discussed the book – the themes, how we interpreted it and how it affected us. It was great. Anyways – if you aren’t familiar with Hurston, she was a Black writer in the early part of the 20th century. SoS is the only book she wrote about Whites and it was published at a time when she was embroiled in a huge controversy in her personal life. The read is pretty easygoing, but it is a powerful book that will give you pause and really think about your life and your relationships.

Tonight is ‘bead night’ and I’m finally going to find out if my bead/polymer clay/wire art doll ‘placed’ in the Fall Contest. The next theme is Galactic Adventure. Still mulling over that one. The winter challenge, Hearts Afire, is already in the works – I’m probably going to use Cheryl’s breast cancer awareness candy beads for the basis of my design. Current working title is “Heart of the Cure’. Need to work on swapping out for some Swaro heart pendants.

Oh, if anyone is looking for some Fimo Soft in Gold, Copper, or Silver metallic let me know. I’d like to trade it for some neutral colors in Sculpey III. Need it for one of my ClayQuest classes.

Easy breezy days of…fall? (Oct 24)

So, Wilma is paying a visit to our friends to the south and as a result, it was in the 40s and breezy this morning when we got up. Felt VERY good. It’s been beastly hot here and it was so nice to turn off the a/c this weekend, finally.

In other news..got a doohickey for my car that lets me play my iPod through the car stereo. I love birthday money, lol.

Had a pretty good weekend overall. We painted the second base for my new desk, swept out the garage, did laundry, took Avner to see Aliens of the Deep at the IMAX and had dinner at home both Saturday and Sunday.

Got word on Saturday that one of my ClayQuest classes got cancelled. Yeah, I could have just gotten a refund, but I figured since I agonized over what classes to take early on, this was an opportunity to revisit the issue. Besides, I’m committed to the hotel room for Saturday night and I can still hang out and see the demos and whatnot on Saturday. Pricewise, it’s about the same for the 3/4 day class I was going to take, so it’s a good value, imo.

I decided that I’ll take Louise Fisher Cozzi’s class, as I think it will give me a good foundation in working with translucents, inks, paints and texturing. I really liked Ellen Marshall’s surface design class, but it looks like the same projects that are in her book, and the book’s instructions look pretty clear-cut. I had hoped that Diane’s class was still open, but it appears to be sold out. Durn- I would have liked to take her caning in one color session. Maybe next year at B&B.

Oh, and I got my polymer clay art doll back from the bead store contest. I’ll find out on Thursday if I won or placed or whatver. After I take it to Clayquest (folks have asked to see it), then I’ll ship it up to my Mom who wants it for her den wall. Mom has good taste in art and has started collecting art dolls, so I’m taking this as a compliment.

Lastly, if our DSL line ever un-f*cks itself and allows me to access my own email, I’m going to send out a long letter to some friends regarding my recent bad run of depression. I think I owe everyone an explanation. I’ve been hiding and that’s not good. Turtle needs to come out of its shell. Watch out world!

I don’t have nuthin’ on Joseph (Oct. 21)

To paraphrase..last night I had the strangest dream.

I dreamt that we were evacuating the planet and I didn’t want to leave because I had finally gotten my closet organized and it looked so good. I snuck off the escape vessel and went back to my house to get my digital camera and took pictures of the closet.

This dream repeated all night. All I gotta say is that in my dreams, I really like minimalist closets.

Oh, and don’t tell this to your husband during lunch at the Vietnamese restaurant. They are apt to embarass you with their laughing.