So, here I am.....

The girl that said she'd never blog. The far from computer savvy girl that is always up for a challenge despite a serious lack of time.My blog goals. Do I have blogging goals? Hmmm, I guess I should. So I pledge to be funny, lighthearted, not vent or complain to much and maybe just maybe share a crumb of wit and wisdom on occassion.I will most likely chat about etsy, my addiction and muse. the incredible artsists and friends I have found in a community that oozes with creativity, friendship, support and a home for all things handmade.You will hear me ramble about the insanity of my life including my 3 boys, ages 12, 16 and 53. Yes, that last one I am married to, but trust me, he is just as much boy as man. After 17 years of marriage I find myself raising him along with them. Then again, he would probably say the same of me at times. I will often speak of friends I would go to the ends of the earth for and a family that more often than not defines dysfunction. Then again, I strongly believe a functional family is the stuff legends are made of.I am a lover of music of all kinds and not so much the TV ( except maybe Glee). I have an addiction to handmade glass, especially venetian and lampwork beads as well as unique pottery. I have made a concerted effort to tame my jewelry fetish with my own creations which can be seen at you haven't figured out by now, I can jabber my jaws and my fingers as if someone could care what I have to say.

Monday, January 28, 2008


usually the most precious commodity for me. I am almost always going six ways at once. I have become such the consimmate multitasker that it has even earned me this.

Miss KJ Queen of Time

by the lovely and talented Miss KarmaRox
I have always been aware of the fact that the busier I am, the more I get done. It's the whole, "do it right the first time" motto. rarely is there time to do it again, or fix screw ups after the fact. On the rare occasion that I do single task, I usually fall on my face. For example, a lonely trip to the grocery store with no kids in tow, no schedule to adhere to, no cellphone ringing can often take hours versus minutes. I loose the ability to concentrate on the task at hand. As I fumble in the checkout line with no need to send a repirimand to someone under 4 ft tall, I am unable to write a check or locate a frequent buyer card. Ha! I suddenly realize that I have worked in momy mode so long, its all I know.

And so I've digressed. the point of this tidbit is that today I have looked at a calendar with not one, not two, but three blank days ahead. oh, there's the usual bitch work and a mountain of bookeeping to do, as always. It's that lack of appts, meetings and activities that's unsettling. There is a definite fear of the unknown. I know its only a matter of time before I get blindsighted and all hell breaks loose. Experience has taught me that interruptions are expected, but I am not good at conquering the final frontier. I'm no Annie Oakley!
So, off I go to relish in a smidgen of "me time" before the other shoe drops. Its been so long I'm not sure if I know what to do with "me" time, but I'll give it the old college try. I know if I fail, there are dishes, laundry and paperwork waiting to comfort me back to reality.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...


Enjoy the 'time!'