Wednesday

Hi guys I am feeling a bit ranty which is a sure sign that I am tired and grumpy. It seems to be my resting state these days.

My fridge is almost covered in those postcards from kindly vets and eye doctors, and ladyparts doctors and every other reminder known to man. You know, the ones reminding you that missed a vaccination, examination, posturation, or elevation some months ago.  I do appreciate them, because it would not be possible for me to get a pet or a ladypart to the doctor every year without them. 

I thinking " we just went to the vet" and suddenly the dog wouldn't be vaccinated four years. The same applies to the ladyparts doctors... Two years ? Are you serious? I'm still wincing. It can't be two years.

I know Christmas is coming, and I have documented my growing disassociation with it here on the blog before. Can I be arsed digging out the tree, assembling the tree, decorating the tree, protecting the tree from whatever weird cat cult ceremonies they want to perform on the tree, for it to sit in the corner until the big day, upon which folks will arrive, ignore the tree and spend the day eating foods in the garden ? 

Maybe I could just throw some tinsel in the cherry tree.... (It would be more than I managed last year)

How are you doing? You ok.? Have you started, finished, ignored or ticked non-applicable to the craziness? Are you sick of every retail person in the world asking how you are going with your Christmas shopping? (Just laugh and say don't you mean Easter?- it stops them talking to you)

 I finish real work on the 20th and then I am going to do some baking. i'm quite looking forward to day in the kitchen, in the quiet, on my own, baking stuff and drinking tea. In fact it sounds like freakin Nirvana right now. 

My kids have given me no instructions and look set to recieve a stocking full of nothing on the day but we will have lunch under the cherry tree (weather permitting) and there will be tinsel.

(Oh yeah pictures aren't working. They can't be arsed either)

Balance schmalance

It is sometimes like an archaeological dig in this sewing space, but in fact it is pretty much like my brain – all the projects and ideas falling over each other and fighting for space. I realised that last year I seemed to work a lot-both at the real job and the jobhobby and whilst I love every minute of the jobhobby, it can become  a tad consuming (cue family eye rolling).

It is just this weird sense of urgency to create everything that I imagine, or to document it for another day or to just spend an afternoon on gusseted knee joints. I do enjoy making things to the exclusion of almost anything else. 

I was just about to type how I think this year will be different, with seven months long service leave in the not too distant future, surely  I will be better balanced….but then I thought OMG – International Quilt Market…get off the computer woman, go and DO stuff !

I am fighting a losing battle.

Balls

Are you on the ball?

juggling lots of balls?

keeping all your balls in the air?

Behind the eight ball?

having a ball?

Is the ball in your court?

I dropped the ball so long ago I don’t even know where to begin looking for it.

Ring

-a-ring o' roses,
A pocket full of posies,

A-tishoo! A-tishoo!

We all fall down

err, yeah….only blog finished….

In blogging terms

I’d like you to think of me as a swan, calm and elegant, gliding smoothly through the water

while in reality, underneath, out of sight, my knobbly little angry swan legs are paddling like crazy to stay afloat.

(It is a good crazy kind of crazy folks so don’t worry.)

It’s Spring!

 

and the baby rhinos are basking in the sunshine

I personally have no time for basking but I have perfected the  running around like a headless chook look. I have one more week of intense insanity before things return to normal.Today I am working on a life sized, doubled headed chicken wire monster sculpture and photos of teeny tiny little railway model people….

Hang in there folks

Dead posh

OK, folks I have the biggest scratchiest pair of cranky undies on right now. You guys know the busy beyond busy thing I have going on with concert - well, the body has revolted. I have fluid behind one of my ear drums and its a bit like being drunk (without the alcohol). I am a bit off balance and a bit nauseous and a whole lot cranky.
If I sit perfectly still, its fine...which you would think is manageable wouldn't you ? except I don't think I have sat perfectly still since about 1988...I'm not good at still.
So here is where we are folks...everything is half finished, half started , half arsed and half cocked.

But just so you know I love you ...I took the photo again minus the half eaten apple.

man, this could be a design blog.
(snort)

Totally hamstered

Oh I wish I was softie

with a head all full of fluff,

I wouldn't have to waste my time,

thinking grown-up stuff !

I'm totally hamstered

So Monday (with the new skirt ) was quite possibly the highlight of the week. It seemed to all go to hell in a hand basket after that.

I think we need a name for that feeling where you are running as fast as you can but going nowhere......
So I am suggesting "hamstered."
As in , "Man I have been totally hamstered all week."
"Watch out ! That new boss will hamster you"
"I can't this week, it's Hamster central , hows next week?"


So, I've been hamstered all week in weird crazy ways ..but tonight there was small hamsterless window....and although I love you all dearly - you know I do....
That one sweet hamsterless hour - was spent with David

he sent his regards