New journal page

Ahhh...love! It's in the air...

I know, I KNOW...

I know, I've been gone entirely too long...
I know, you've totally missed me...
I know I've missed you...
I wouldn't blame you if you gave up on me.
Man, oh MAN, life just has a way of scooting along doesn't it? Where does the time go? Last time I posted it was May. {{MAY!!!}} And here, summer's almost over.
Sigh...
Well, I did get a chance to go to my BFF Tiffany's to craft and managed to pop out a few journal pages. But, I can only show you one right now, because my computer's being obnoxious. So, yeah....

"Nothing is so personal as happiness. Each soul is fitted for a joy entirely individual, often an entire lifetime is required to discover it." Jeanne DeVietinghoff

Holding on to hope

Hope is Nesting in my heart again


It's been a looong time...


But I feel like winter is over and its time for spring...


Hope that Im gonna make it alright on my own.
Hope that I'm gonna be ok.
Hope of happiness, even.
Sooner rather than later.
Yes, I definitely feel like spring is coming...

I cannot sleep...

"I cannot sleep for dreaming; I cannot dream but I walk about the house as if I'd find you coming through some door." Arthur Miller

Out of the depths...

"Many of us spend time and energy trying to be something we are not, but this is a move against the soul because individuality rises out of the soul as water rises out of the depths of the earth." Thomas Moore

Art Journal page

Doesn't this quote just say it all?





"Above all else, it is about leaving a mark that I existed, I was here, I was hungry, I was defeated, I was happy, I was sad, I was in love, I was afraid, I was hopeful, I had an idea, and I had a good purpose, and thats why I made works of art" Felix Gonzales-Torres
That pretty much sums it up for me.
What about you?

Art journals, anyone???

A pile of vintage car dealer ledger books:


What do they look like to you?


To me, they look like the perfect art journals!


I found them at an estate sale in Seattle a few weeks ago. You wouldn't even believe me if I told you how much I paid for them...
Soon, I'll post some pages I've made in the one I chose for myself.

Have a lovely and creative day!

If you need me, I'll be in the dining room...

Hello, all!

Have you been busier than a one-legged man in a butt kickin' contest?
Well, I have!!!

Things have been crazy, but I'm hoping they'll be settling down now. If you are a regular reader of my blog, you know about how I've been separated from my husband since July, and have been living in the house we own (well, by "own", I mean we live in it, pay the mortgage and owe more than it's worth...damn economy!). He had been paying the mortgage as his child support. Meanwhile, he was bouncing around living in spare rooms here and there and pressuring me to move out of the house with my 3 girls so he could move in. Without getting into how pissed off that made me, let me just say that I was stressed and worried about money and tired of not knowing where my babies were gonna be when they were with him.

So, I finally gave in. I made the decision on the 11th and moved the 4 of us out of the house on the 17th. Wham, BAM... just like that.

I'm grieving.

Now, that house wasn't anything super special. It was old, but not old enough to be cool. It had issues (a hot water heater that needed replacing, a furnace that was going to be needing replacing, a roof that was on it's last legs...you get the picture, right?).
But, still. It was MINE. I tore out nasty carpet to the original wood floors, I painted, I decorated... When I say "I", I really mean "I". He did very little to help make that house a home. I loved it in all its not-so-cool-shabbiness. And more importantly, I live there for 10 years. The longest I had lived anywhere, EVER. It really was my home.
But, it IS just a thing. My girls are the most important, and they need stability, you know?
I moved into my Mom's mobile home, just 7 minutes away. We get along wonderfully. My girls LOVE her.
The problem is, there's only 3 rooms. We have to figure out how to add a room on for me, but in the meantime, I was sleeping on an aerobed on the floor in the living room. I am the kind of person that NEEDS some personal space, which is why I am NOT interested in sharing a room with my messy 14 year-old! So, to make a rather long story short, I took over the dining room. Moved the table and chairs out, set up a vintage cot and a few art supplies, and I'm good to go.
So, if you need me, I'll be in the dining room, probably passed out asleep...

What a dream...

A couple of weekends ago, I had a dream weekend. My sweet, sweet friend Tiffany hosted a Terri Brush class at her house.
Here's what we did: catered dinner, chocolate martinis, cream puff cake ( YES, you read that right!CREAM PUFF CAKE!!!, birthday presents from women I'd never met, a salloon called the Yella beak, mooning passing cars(OH, WAIT...that was Isabelle), bootleg videos,9 women spending the night under one roof, going showerless (Oh, WAIT! That was just me...!!!),soldering, eating, glittering, collaging, yakking, LAUGHING, tinkling a little (Oh...WAIT...was that me?), gagging over dog poop, taking silly pictures, laughing hysterically, crying a little....making friends I hope will always be friends...
sigh...
SUCH a great weekend!

This is the collaged egg I made. I didn't get my glass box done that was to be its home, but I LOVE it anyways!

Honestly...
If you can swing it, have yourselves a dream girls weekend...
You'll never forget it!

Im about...

to be...

doing a bit...

more of THIS fun stuff this weekend!
Wahoo! Hooray for a Girls weekend getaway!!! Terri Brush will be teaching a class at my darling friend Tiffany's house this weekend. Guess who gets to go? ME!!!

AAAAACCCKKKK! Its March??? Already???

Oh, CRAP!!! Did I MISS February???
Dang, I think I did...otherwise, how the heck could it be MARCH already??
Do you know what this means??
Well...it means that in exactly 13 days, it'll be the big one...
Noooo...I dont mean a big earthquake. It's not gonna be a rogue asteroid hitting earth.
No.
I mean THE BIG ONE...
My {gulp} 40th birthday....
I can't believe it...it seems like yesterday I was in diapers.
Okay...I really cant remember that far back, but, you know what I mean...Sigh...
I'm getting old.
But, I'm not dead yet. That's my theme for this year. I'm still kickin'. In fact, I think I'm better than ever.
Anyways, I've finally gotten my butt in gear and listed a few things in my sad and neglected Etsy shop.
I listed this lovely French Ebony Rosary:






This beautiful Italian Rosary:




And this amazing Italian Hinged rosary:




I've been having fun fun fun hitting those estate sales! Oh, MAN!!! I've found some awesome loot! Tune in for another update. I PINKY PROMISE you I wont wait sooo long to post again!

I've been a baaad blogger...

Oh, MAN!!! Its been almost 2 months since I blogged. I hope you all havent completely given up on me!!!
My computer had a "gangster" virus (which was ferreted out by a computer geek friend of my daughter's boyfriend. Thats what he said...a gangster virus... I can just picture it yelling "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!!!!" as he wrestles it to the ground, cuffs it and sends it to the slammer where its currently serving a life sentence...)
Well, then, I get the computer back and I can't get internet. Awwww, seriously??? Yes, indeedy. But wait, it gets worse...then our cable isn't working, so I call Comcast, and they tell me the bill hasn't been paid SINCE NOVEMBER, and we won't have cable/phone/internet unless I can cough up, oh, $600 dollars, or so...Huh. Well, damn if I've got $6 in my purse let alone $600.
My lovely and ever so helpful soon-to-be ex decided he just wasnt gonna pay it, and didn't feel the need to let me know. Isn't he GREAT??? (are you getting a better idea of why I had to kick him to the curb? This is just one of his many underhanded, passive-agressive tricks)
Well, anyways...
Sorry about my ranting...By the way, I'm posting this from my mom's house.
Ok, a little prettiness to lighten the mood:
The pictures up top are the dress form in my room. She was outside in my garden, but, I decided she wanted to be in my room, so, I found her a pretty pale yellow dress and put all my neclaces on her.
Isnt she pretty?
Don't even THINK about suggesting I name her...I just think thats a wee bit weird...