Being Me

Being Me

Here I am at 60+ years of age (thank you, yes I know I don’t look a day over 55) and still trying to figure out what I’m going to be when I grow up. It’s a big assumption that I will ever actually do that – grow up I mean. All indications point...

New Toy – It’s a Blast

I have a new toy. An air eraser.  No, it’s not a device for getting rid of unwanted air. It’s a mini sand blaster.  Here are the first things I created using it. A set of nautical themed tumblers (thank you Dollar Store) . . . . A bass carved on a sample...
Tiny Treasures

Tiny Treasures

I started this post early in December. That’s when I discovered I couldn’t upload photos. Since this post pretty much requires photos I had to do something. So I entered Update Hell.  It didn’t work! After another round of updates, troubleshooting...
The Counting is Over

The Counting is Over

It’s over! No, really – it’s over. Over for me anyway.  I’m sure there will be people knocking on doors for months to come,  trying to get information about the households that refused to talk to any of the previous 5, or 6, or 7 or more...
Happy Feet

Happy Feet

I love socks – crazy colors, mad stripes, mismatched patterns.  Wild socks make my feet happy.  In my bell bottomed youth it was a point of pride for me to be wearing the wildest socks I could find. In those bygone days light weight knee highs in psychedelic...