Pie all gone

I love pie.
The lemon cream pie made yesterday was divine.


I like these.

My dream cottage.


'nuf said.

May I blame the rain for an overriding feeling of blah today?

My chiropractor was feeling the same. Like me, he's off coffee and pointed out that drinking a cup of coffee equals the equivalent of 'happiness in a cup'. (Could this be why Seattle is the java capitol of the world? Rain/gray = a daily need for a quick shot of happiness?)

Rather than sit home nursing a case of the blues, I went to Joann Fabrics. (Allow me to insert an aside here. Shouldn't the store be called "Joann's Fabrics"? It isn't and it annoys me...) I've been looking for new throw pillows to spruce up my living room and refuse to pay $35 each for ones I found at Pier I. Instead I bought enough of this fabric to make 2 pillows for $15.


Part of caring for my beloved Otis involves occasionally taking him to doggie day care. My canine happens to be very intelligent and begins whimpering & whining with excitement as he recognizes en route that we are on our way to the K-9 Clubhouse! (I need a bumper sticker that says, 'my dog is smarter than your dog.')

Here are some of his buddies. Apparently Otis was a 'love magnet' today as Ernie, the lone pooch in the upper left hand side of the picture, was using Otis as his pound puppy. The attendant eventually had to put Ernie in 'time out' as his behavior was not to be tolerated.


Baking (not cooking) helps treat the blahs. We are having guests for lunch tomorrow so I had an excuse to bake a lemon cheese pie. That's something to look forward to!

as time goes by

Butterfly art by daughter, Stephanie

I'm alarmed that it is already April.

Seems I spend the months of January and February wishing they would end - mainly because we are engulfed with gray gloom and unending drizzle.

Soon, it's March and then April ...

I purposefully vow to live for today, despite the wet cloud cover! Perhaps then tomorrow will take its time arriving.

Our days have been quiet. We had weekend guests; our nephew Brandon spent the last few days of his spring break with us. Niece, Sophie, arrived for an overnight stay. We fired up the fire pit and roasted marshmallows for smores. Yum!

Here are some pictures of random projects I've completed.

more 'She art'

cover for a collaborative art journal of few of us ladies are doing

a get-well card for my sick sister (she has recovered!)

a card for a friend

a page in my art journal

Gray is everywhere

"When a woman ceases to alter the fashion of her hair, you guess that she has passed the crisis of her experience. "

Ten years ago, my hair color could have been described as mousey-washed-out-dirty-dishwater-blond.

My women readers know very well that our hair defines us. Since my color was anything but attractive I began experimenting with color. Coloring from a box didn't work well for me because my hair is quite thick. That meant a trip to the beauty parlor every 8 weeks or so.

Tired of the maintenance as well as the expense, last August was the final application of color and highlights....

....and I have no regrets.

Weekly gratitude

Source: thenotebookdoodles.com

I am thankful for you.

Every person who enters my realm has a direct effect on my being. I get the opportunity to choose who I will interact with. How awesome is that?

Amazed

The passions of others intrigue me. Theo hopes to 'shoo his animals out the door' someday to live on their own.'

Wow.

this and that

'Hang in there' seems to be the expression of the week. Spring is just around the corner, or so they say. Our weather consists of bursts of extreme rain showers coupled with a stiff breeze. The beautiful pink of a spring time primrose uplifts my spirits today.

Here is a quick card I made for my mother-in-law's birthday. I enlarged a photo taken of Ellen when she was perhaps 12 years old. I colored the dress with colored pencil then used a barely wet paintbrush to even out the color. Rub-ons and rubber stamps are my new best friends as they add dimension and interest to one's artwork.


Olympia has a new indoor flea market on Thurston St. It's open on Saturdays and Sundays. The space resembles a hastily erected antique mall with a garage sale feel. One space in particular sells nothing but ephemera - old photos, postcards and miscellaneous printed products. Kitschy items from the 50's, 60's and 70's comprise another space at which I found some cool, bargain priced ephemera.

Garage sale season is a couple of months away so this indoor flea market will serve to satisfy my junk craving.