Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Liver
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Guts Update
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Guts - Part One
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Friday, February 17, 2006
Southbound
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
More Humbuggery
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Wonderful Distraction
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Thursday, February 09, 2006
A New Tool and Words as Can Openers
Sunday, February 05, 2006
I deserve this
LIBRA (Sept. 23 - Oct. 23)
I'm so jealous! All the planets are lining up for Libras this month, first, there's Mars Moving into your Hot Mama house, and ya'll have a full moon in your Shiny Happy House and Venus is un-retrograding just in time to hang out in your house of Big Pimpin' ... now that's Astrology Gone Right. Go ahead and indulge in that post V-day red velvet heart full of chocolates. Feel smug. Your hard work last month is beginning to pay off, and the rewards are part of the goal!
Saturday, February 04, 2006
How many website make you laugh out loud?
Flogging the Art Bunny
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Speaking of Wayback Machines
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
The Sibs
Friday, January 27, 2006
the Zombies efforts
For those of you who know about Yoga, I actually fell asleep in a fat woman's variation of the Child's Pose. You know, knees a-spraddle, belly dragging on the mattress and head cradled on folded arms as I listened to the music from the "Breathe" yoga show on TV. The Dr. heckled me for stretching my sciatic nerve (let's hope she's right) and then went on to prescribe some Hillbilly Heroin for me. I took one dose, spent two hours scratching madly, giggled inappropriately at the TV, goaded the sleeping cats into play, and to frost the cake, took out markers and started coloring in the dark. About two in the morning, my GoodMan rolled over and told me he was planning on smothering me with a pillow if I didn't settle down. The pain never left, I just didn't care. No more O. for me.
When not feeling too totally crappy, I have resumed machine quilting this un-named project I started last summer at Elizabeth Barton's studio. And no jokes about a dildo farm. This piece is quite large and I really didn't notice all things being at arm's length and all.