drama, drama, drama

i often feel that if i remain perfectly still the drama will just pass me by. if only that were true.

the past few weeks i have been drowning in drama. there was no hiding from it or escaping it. it just was, and i just was immersed in deep doo from sun up to sun down. drama was relentless. it's not completely over but it has eased a bit. so here are pics of things i've been working on. and the penguin atc swap came in. i am just going to post the pics, i am too worn out to talk much about what or why, it just is what it is. Much much love, if u see drama coming, please get out of the way. there's no need for both of us to be caught in it.

soul journaling

I ran across this while i was blog surfing and sarahwhitmire.blogspot is doing a day by day post of her soul journal. It is pretty cool and I would love to do this but i have a terrible time with the day to day thing. so once in a while i will post what i have done so far and leave it at that. I also will not be following rules or guidelines to the letter so i get what i get. can't be helped. here are pics of what i've done so far. I used an old calendar.

also the dragonfly swap cards arrived yesterday, aren't they cute?

boredom has set in

like rigor mortis, Gypsy and i can hardly stand it. i tried to watch my netflix movie, now showing in the blue room - Mad Money with Diane Keaton, Queen Latifah and katie holmes. Diane Keaton is one of my favorite neurotic actors but i have to be really calm to watch her most days and today was not that day. i was grinding my teeth and flinching, worrying about what was going to happen to them if they got caught. i fast forwarded to the end. i never do that, that was my clue. so i'll watch it later.

i pulled out the paints instead. they aren't dry but here they are. i squirted paint directly on the canvases, and tried to have fun. difficult to do when ur body is determined to have an anxiety attack. but i managed.

My daughter woke me up early this morning to tell me Bernie Mac was dead of pneumonia at the age of 50. It was as if she said my Uncle Bernie had passed away. I really wasn't a fan of Bernie Mac. I loved his stand-up routine, better than his show or his movies but i thought of him as family. I have no idea why. perhaps he does remind me of an uncle who knows. Good-by Bernie Mac, we miss u.

babs, emule, mushroom

my SIL has decided that taking babooshka out of his cage everyday and holding him will make him less evil. silly little man. anyway theres a pic of babs and one of emule the big lug and of course a mushroom in the front yard. again. my daughter ( who is far far away) hates when the mushrooms arrive, but i love them and am filled with glee at the sight of them. all the more cus it irritates the hell out of my daughter. so every year they arrive and every year i take a pic. don't look at the grass though, sil has not cut it yet. and my baby girls birthday hat that i sent to her. of course she was too cute to wear it but i got a kick out of making it for her. sometimes its fun to annoy the children. *:)

trades, swaps

here are pics of the sunflower and owl swap. theres also the cards i swapped for blue bird goddess and oxford owl. And my wings atc paperdoll has finally arrived from Canada along with a little paper doll the artist says was inspired by me. isn't it nice to know u have inspired someone u never met. *:D