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 comodity i own. I am always going six directions at once, and sometimes one of those is actually something I want to do. I will admit, multitasking is second nature to me. It even earned me this.

I have always know that the busier I am, the more I get done. It seems to keep me on my toes, and a tight schedule lends itself to doing things right the first time.

The kicker is when, on rare ocassion, I am single tasking. Apparently, for me, this is a forgotten art. For example, grocery shopping alone. No kids whining, or playing games or earning a seat on the bench during checkout. No rushing schedule to move on to, no cellphone call or other distractions. What happens? Bam, I am unprepared. my mind gets spacey. I don't have the checkout card handy, or I space out, distracted by a fellow shopper or lost in my own thoughts. Frustrated with my own flakiness, it dawns on me. I have only to accomplish the task at hand and my mind doesn't know what to do with all the unstructured sub categories. Hah! What I can do in 30 minutes, suddenly takes hours, and more often than not, I screw it up.

and so I digressed. The inspiration for this tidbit is that for the first time in more months than I can remember, I looked up at the calendar and to my surprise, it is blank. not just for today, but for the next two days as well. A gal of my age really shouldn't be granted such fantaasies. It's flirting with danger. Know one knows what might happen if the to do list gets tackled, or "me" time actually occurs. I mean come on, I'm a mom, that's jsut not natural!
nevertheless, I will relish it. For even I know it won;t last. I'm sure before the end of the day those blank pages will be bursting with obligations.
So off I go. Before it's too late.

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