Facebook

A few months ago my sister Martha got me to sign up for Facebook. She said it was a way for her to get back in touch with old friends from her high school years. So I joined. And I have to say that it's an amazing thing. I've found relatives, contemporary friends, online friends, old friends from church, high school, college, and elementary school all in one place. It decompartmentalizes your world, that's for sure. I really love it when I find a long-lost friend and reconnect with them, even if it's just to say "Hi, I've been thinking of you over the years. Hope you didn't forget me." Robert doesn't really understand Facebook at all. He's a networking Luddite.

Bead Pictures!

Finally here are pictures of some of the beads I've been making. They're kind of organic, with lots of silvered glass, silvered ivory and goldstone ribbon. I love making them but they take a long time.

So tomorrow we're off to Vermont for the coldest weekend of the year. Luckily we're staying at an Inn with a great big stone fireplace and tea in the afternoon. I'm going to bring some knitting and hunker down by the fire, knit and drink tea. Have a wonderful weekend.

Happy New Year (belated)!

I'm feeling a lot better. This whole past week was pretty much shot, what with my head cold and all the work that's being done around here. The good news is that the fluorescent lights are up in the bead cottage. I don't really like the light fluorescents put out, except that my light fixture gives a nice long horizontal stripe of light across the top of my bead while I'm making it. This allows me to see if there are any flat spots, or wobbly areas that need to be better balanced. Keith and Charlie also designed some cool covers for the fixtures so they're not plain bare bulbs. I'll take a picture and post it this week sometime.

I'm still really sad about Barney. I miss the little guy so much I can hardly believe it. I wish he were here (but healthy) again. He was a little high maintenance doggie. He had epilepsy, glaucoma and dry eye, necessitating 3 different veterinarians and 3 different pharmacies. That's more doctors than I have! LOL. Anyway, he was a lot of work and in a way it's good for that to be done with. On the other hand, I'd take him back in a second if he could stay with me forever. I wouldn't take him back only to have to lose him again. Death is so complicated.

I don't want another dog right now, but I can't stop looking at the Bostons on Petfinder and looking for them in the local shelters' listings. It's going to be much easier with one dog this summer. So I should just stop looking. Plus, I don't think that Java, at almost 9 years old would be as accepting of a brother at this point as she was when she was 2. I wouldn't want to upset her.

This coming week is going to be a busy one, but I will try to make some beads at some point. Another thing I need to do is start taking the ones I do make off the mandrels, clean them and photograph them. I've been making some pretty neat ones that I really like. If I don't make beads tomorrow, then cleaning the ones I have is the first priority.

Tuesday I'm going to the knitting store to buy some yarn for a project. I'm going to take the project with me to Vermont this weekend when the whole family goes to the Woodstock Inn. Martha and Angie go every year and this year invited the rest of us to go with them. It's going to be fun. They're going to bring Elizabeth skiing if it's not too cold. The forecast is for temperatures in the single digits, so it might not happen. If it does, I'll take a picture.

So that's about it. I've just been rambling here but it's good to get back into the swing of the blog. Have a great rest of the weekend and dream of spring training with me.

Sick as a dog

I can't breathe through my nose, and it's very red and sore on the outside from using kleenex. I'm feeling very sorry for myself this evening. Right now the cold is confined to my head; hopefully it will not move into my chest. I still haven't taken down the Christmas decorations and I have a mountain of laundry to wash. Good thing there's tomorrow. I think that Arthur the electrician/football coach is coming tomorrow to finish up the lights in the bead cottage and start putting in the electric heat on the porch. I had a wacky dream the other night that I had to play football, and get dressed up in all those pads and helmet. I couldn't understand why I had to play football considering I don't even know how to throw one. I tried to wiggle out of playing but wasn't allowed to. Very strange.