Thursday, February 23, 2017

Saturday, February 18, 2017

Crafting for Friends ~ The PONY Edition~

Trying to do a series wherein I dedicate the video to a different friend every time. This one goes out to Pony/Windsong


Sunday, February 12, 2017

My Mess Part 2 - Life is so Strange and so am I

I forgot to show some things last time. You can fast forward through the flea market stuff if you read yesterday's post. Or not.


Saturday, February 11, 2017

Crossing a Mental Barrier or How I Got "OVER IT"

Last night I proved something to myself. I was really and truly OVER IT. My past, my rejection, my move away from Colorado and the friends I had made there (thank you Facebook for keeping us in touch though).

After a great day at work my boss and I had a chance to stop at Gordyville, a monthly flea market between Gifford and Rantoul. I hadn't been there in a few years because I knew my ex and his mother were vendors and I just couldn't stand the thought of seeing them.

Last night was different. I was ready without even realizing it.

We had noticed an influx of people getting off 57 at the Rantoul exit and I said "Oh Gordyville is on" We made a quick decision to go and followed the crowd. We got an excellent parking spot and entered. 

Right off the bat we bought vintage ephemera from the first vendor inside the door. Sharie got a 1970 Farmer's Almanac and I got this:



Later I got this:



I saw this pile of puppies but refrained lol:


 I got these for my oldest son who had requested old fishing pictures earlier this month:


 Some childhood friends sold me these vintage wee yoyo quilt pieces for $5!:


 And my new best friend sold me these napkins (four packs) and duct tape for a whopping sum of $2:


But that's not why I am writing this blog. 

About 10 minutes in I spotted my ex and his mother. I felt nothing but joy at seeing them and walked right over and said hey. We talked for quite a bit mostly about my kids (because they asked) and the things my ex MIL had for sale. I'm sure I was smiling the whole time. Not because I had any feelings left for either of them though...but because I felt good about my life and to be honest I LOOKED GOOD! I looked good and I knew it. You saw that coming right LOL!

So now that I know I can face them without cringing I will be able to shop Gordyville without fear ever again. Not that I need anything. I might hire someone to follow me around and slap things out of my hand if I act like I am going to buy them.

Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Whole House Art Studio Tour~Don't Judge me Man

As an old woman I can finally say things are done MY WAY. Art studio spilling into every part of my house and no one can tell me it needs to be otherwise.



(For those of you wondering I made: Pulled Pork, Cottage Pie, Potato Salad, Vegetable Soup, Roasted Cauliflower, Cole Slaw with Home Made Dressing and Potato/Cauliflower Soup I should be set until next Tuesday.)

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Is it Bragging if you know you make COOL STUFF?

I make cool stuff. I know this. You know this.  Is it bragging if I say it? Oh well.

Presented for your viewing pleasure...


Monday, January 9, 2017

Working in My Trashy Junk Journal... It just gets weirder and weirder

Trashy Trashy Junk Journal oh how I love thee... Upcycled/recycled stuff that would normally be thrown away- just give it to me for art!


Thursday, January 5, 2017

Another Cool Art Project the FUN just Keeps on Rollin'!

I am making up-cycled tags using imagery from the 1950's. Having wayyyyyy too much fun. Wow I need to buy more Mod Podge already.


Saturday, December 17, 2016

The Weather Outside is Frightful so Let's Make ART!

Winter... you either love it or hate it. Since I didn't have to go anywhere today I used this opportunity to work in some of my journals and talk about this and that. (Chris you get a story told about you)







Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Monday, October 10, 2016

Changing of the Tide

Life is a constant ebb and flow of mundane matters. Sometimes the tide comes in bringing either good times or bad times. Sometimes the tide goes out taking your peace of mind and sanity with it.. The only thing you can count on thing is change.

I'm all for change. It keeps things fresh. But the changes that have been forced upon me these past few months are not friendly, not warm and fuzzy, not desirable. I have felt betrayed by the justice system as well as family members. I have no sympathy for other's troubles because I'm too wrapped up in my own troubles. Every time I get my feet back under me I wait for the rip tide to knock me back down. One of these days when I get back up I'll probably be swinging a tire iron. I pity anyone within striking distance when it happens.

I don't want your sympathy. I want my peace of mind back.