Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Don't want to

 Hey Pup, want to go out?

Guess not...The temperature is still pretty mild but Dexter thinks it is too warm and would much rather lie on the cool floor with his tongue sort of out. 
We have to leave him alone this evening...I do not want to.
Mr. Man came home the other night and announced, "we are going to dinner at a guy's house, Tuesday evening," My immediate reaction is NO! Don't want to...I don't know these people, they are acquaintances of Mr. Man through another person, They invited , he said yes. So little Dexter will have to fend for himself, guard the house and cry a lot, which he has been doing lately. Poor little dude, he has always gone everywhere with me and doesn't understand that that can not happen anymore. Old toot,  happier at home. And I am going to have to try my best to be acceptably beige, challenge! 

Still trying to make this computer work for me , still can not figure out photos, though ,now I have a rudimentary editor, basic crop , and, um, crop...
Quite a privileged complaint,  I should just shut up. "Should"....

Saturday, July 12, 2014

moon on the deck

Somebody on face book said " Anyone with a camera go out now and take a shot of the moon" So I did.
Not bad for a little canon, Moon particularly photogenic at this time .
Still have not reckoned with this new computer and am about ready to see how far it can fly off of the deck.
Glad that this glorious summer weather lures us outside, though Dexter can no longer guide me on adventures, it is so nice for us to just go into the yard without having to wear six layers. 

Watched the documentary re: Muammar Gaddafi  - wow, the things we do not know- it is little wonder this nation is so ignorant, believing corporate media, believing...oil !!! With all that is available on the  information highway- 
it is a choice to be so sadly ignorant, stubborn  reluctance , so wanting to believe that, as a nation, we are honorable ( thank you old messed with history texts)(and thank you religion), great set up for manipulation.  Mr. Man has gone to TAM , getting all fired up and optimistic about the possibilities of humans using  brains and reason-  plus anything with "meeting" tacked on it really appeals to the guy who LOVES meetings of any sort...If I would like to go out for an evening I say " there is a meeting at Anthony's tonight, you have been appointed as treasurer, I will be taking the notes and  making a report."...Going out with a "purpose" is acceptable, just as he views travel...there must be "purpose" Structure, a meeting...That, too, is an old mindset,
just for "the heck of it" does not apply.
Anyway, The documentary on Sho-time is well worth watching. guaranteed to make your little mind become uncomfortably  larger... painful.
here is an afterthought to quell the distress.
be sure to watch this lovely video, takes me back to simple Tee-pee living, in my youth.
Too old now...or is that just a faulty mindset as well?

Monday, July 7, 2014

technology, new is not best.and a voice from the past.

I have not been lucky with this new computer. I am finding other things to do to avoid it entirely. Coming home from getting fruit and working on a thing in the studio, the deer, a mother and the cutest little spotted fawn lead the way..

The rainier cherries this year are amazing, I have eaten too many, to be sure, and will continue to do so until they are no longer in season. OR until my teeth feel like I have been chewing on tin foil.

So, in the studio, I stitched some old canvas place mats and an old silk jacket for wings, felted the body...am still trying to figure out how to make the legs and antenna.
It is far from brilliant and not at all what I had in mind but that is the way it goes when my big ideas meet my lack of skill. Also it is not finished, not even close.

While in the studio, I found an old audio tape , my clunker CD player is so old that it will accommodate tapes! So, I listened...started out with Erik at about five years old talking to his friend across the street. The sound of his little self damned near broke my heart, then it skipped- turned into a voice unfamiliar to me. It went on and on talking about the most mundane events, while chopping apples, ironing clothes, driving through flood waters, and then it mentioned  that this voice was feeling the baby kicking and rumbling around, a James Brown baby- Oh WOW, It was a tape I had made to send to my best friend in England nearly 30 years ago! I do not even know that person...she was way too cheerful!Freaky to hear it really...my pregnant life out on the beach in a small cabin, far from town,  talking to a ribbon of tape for lack of company. Why was I so damned cheerful? Must have been happy  hormones.Anyway, I am fed up with technology, fed up with  ideas that don't work, wondering where I might find that cheerful hormone again, without having to be all round with an Erik baby in my middle.Vodka?

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

dead toys,the queen retires

Difficulty using new computer, making the easy impossible! So I cleaned up my studio a little bit, felted a thing, came home, having bought a totally loved to death dog.Holes that required weaving stitches everywhere.

And an old compo broken, unstrung  doll.

FIXED, yay me!

Put them in my booth at the Fairhaven Antique mall .
The biggest news is that our Stella retired!

There was the best party to honor her, everyone wore hats, the tables were filled with beautiful food and flowers...there were  speeches and cupcakes!

and so begins another life for Stella. One I think that she might get used to and wonder why she had not done this sooner.

Now there is a summer of doing fun things, without having to get up at the crack of dawn  driving a zillion miles to work ...and for learning French.

Monday, June 23, 2014

new computer,, FTS

This grampa "action" figure,(10 Cents in charity shop), looks just like my dad when he was in assisted living, complaining about his radio, all that is needed is a goddam ON switch and an OFF switch and a dial.  Keep it simple...I just got a new computer...My head is about to *POP*!

I no longer have a photo editor, my shots look flat,however,

With flowers you can't go wrong because...flowers are flowers.

Anything else is a challenge. Downtown flower shop, washed out- the best I can do at the moment.

Change -one can never stop change... a new computer, which is faster, more complicated and less talented than the old one,  makes me  cranky like my Dad.
"you broke my damn radio"...

Another level of frustration- ordered FRENCH from Rosetta Stone, Installing it - ridiculous because, I guess, they are  worried about pirates...ARRRGGG, I spent four hours on Sunday morning talking to a guy in India whose language was  difficult to understand ,though I admire that he can actually sort of speak English and has a job...trying to install the damn program. spent another four hours or so figuring it out on my own with out the added challenge of trying to understand English spoken in  trilling code.
Got it sorted and began...Rosetta Stone is  a shite program it turns out,BUT it is expensive! Sort of like that old joke," She's not good looking, BUT she has a shitty personality!" --skated through the entire first disc with a 98%- and learned nothing, then I shut it off  to go bang my head against a wall and it uninstalled!.... I have to go through  installing again.
I just want on ON switch and an OFF switch,and a dial.  
FTS! "broke my damn brain!"

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Cold summer, Dexter short walk

 Difficult getting the motor going , summer is so unsummery , the heat is on, the animals are sleeping through the morning. ( especially, too, because they are up with the sunrise at 4:30 am)

 Dog wood barking, sun comes out. Time to drag the pooch out for a little stroll around his sniffing grounds.

Slowly and somewhat reluctantly...until...

we spot a bunny in the bush. suddenly interest is peaked.

five bunnies scamper to the safety of the old garage. Dexter coughs because that is what happens when he gets excited now...

 What used to be a quick ten minute walk now takes about 45- very slow going.
We are back at home, the purple weeds that have taken over the neighborhood are so seductive. They are invasive, successful - so pretty they usually get to stay.
I think that we have our neighbor to thank. Last year she seeded them everywhere because they were so pretty. She didn't need to do that.

Trying to make a deal with Dexter...I will continue to be his eyes and ears and to feed him steak and brush his teeth, wash his eyes, carry him up and down but he MUST die well...preferably on his own in good time, I do not want to face the euthanasia trip, Nope...so, I am holding him to this deal.

I'm your BIGGEST fan!

I'm your BIGGEST fan!

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