Job 33:28

Monday, March 22, 2010

I finished a doll this weekend. She’s sort of Sally-Nightmare-Before-Christmas-style. She’s got sad eyes and purposefully showing stitches on her hair. Uh- it seemed like a good idea at the time. I realized after I was done that I shouldn’t have done that, as well as that one of the eyes was on upside down hence the sadness . . . These are the trials of doll makers, at least inept doll makers. It does make me want to try it again this time with happy eyes and not-so-Frankenstein-hair.



It’s kind of cloudy in my apartment- I got a little too excited about my ‘Smoking Penguin’ humidifier.



There are egg shells in the bathroom trash- as that is where I cooked the eggs. I have a kitchen/bathroom, which is awkward to say the least. I believe my efficiency would be more efficient if it even pretended to have a kitchenette. I have a standard fridge, a microwave, a toaster oven an electric griddle, and a rice maker. The sink and the most convenient counter space is in the bathroom. It does encourage one to keep it clean- all the time.



Today was the first day of spring. The snow is melting- this winter was crazy! Although, the weather people say there will be lots of bluebonnets on account of all the rain and snow.



I finished DEB’s birthday llama. The hand was a big hit (for some, for others it was just another crazy thing.)



I’m currently working on finishing some PSPs (previously started projects.) Since I finished the doll with such fabulous success-(cough)- I’m now working on Sack Boy. Head, arms, legs- done, body in the works- improvised mouth, sewing together and embellishments to go.



I would make a statement about what I might finish next, but let’s face it, most likely I’ll not be in the mood for finishing any other PSPs after Sack Boy.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

. . . Sponge pudding sounds bad enough, but- now they are just making up stuff




I've never been to a Moraccan Bazaar, but I've been to bazaars in other developing countries, and believe me, you do not want your house to smell like raw fish, rotting meat, sweaty men, livestock and fried food (and flowers)
Carnaval- it must smell differnt from Marti Gras- which smells like vomit, alcohol and BO


Other products I've questioned:
Jarred Woopy!
I think that's racist
I know I shouldn't be surprised by anything I find at Wal-mart, but when I saw this magazine- I thought, 'is that really necessary?'