Saturday, January 29, 2011

PAT, PAT, PAT, PAT ...!!!

   PAT, PAT, PAT ... HUH? That's ME, patting myself on the back. BWAHAHAHAHA! Kai is happy! Why?
    LOOK! No, not there - down THERE! Below all this nonsense.
    Oh ... I guess you are saying, "AND? What exactly are we looking at?" Well - you are looking at STUFF! SWAP stuff! I finished EVERYTHING. BOTH my swap dolls. AND my swap collage. AND my extras. AND a tiny hostess gifty. AND my Valentines. WHEW! I can't REALLY show you any of them, of course. At least not entirely. After all, my swap partners haven't been horrified by  - errr - SEEN them yet. But peek below at a teeeeeeeeeny bit of a doll and an 'art' doll. I had lots of fun (and LOTS of headaches 'cause I'm DEFINITELY NOT a dollmaker) and I will be mailing everything via UPS to my AWESOME partners on Thursday morning, the 3rd of February! YAY ME! LOL! 
   Now, I'm going to see about getting some rest because we are expecting  VERY bad storms (I HATE storms) later and into tomorrow and I won't be able to rest once they start. Poor people who are running the marathon tomorrow. Rain, high winds, lightening, ugh! Anyway, just thought I'd show you sweeties that I AM actually making things over here. NOT just Thanksgiving dinners in late January, either! Actual crafty stuff! Hope all of you are doing something that makes YOU happy tonight! HUGS TO EACH OF YOU!


A lil' bitty part of a rather large (for ME, at least) swap doll.

A bottom of a veeeeeeery oddball art doll.

Friday, January 28, 2011

I'M NOT CONFUSED!

   Yesterday afternoon I noticed my housemate sneaking peeks at me a number of times. Now, I'm NOTHING to look at, believe me. I THINK he was looking at my hair - or LACK of it because I got sick of it coming out in hunks from the chemo, so I decided to go bald. Anyway, I finally turned around and asked, "What??? Are you jealous 'cause I look so good?" BWAHAHAHAHA! He had a real sad expression and I thought, "Oh, no! He's worried about me and I'm making jokes. How thoughtless can I be?" But before I could muster up some reassuring words, he said, "Next year you may not be around to cook Thanksgiving dinner!" Uhhhh ... I hadn't seen THAT coming. I said, "Well, you can GO somewhere if I'm not." At that point, I was a bit miffed at his inconsideration. But then he got all teary-eyed and added, " I can't stand the thought of you not being around when Autumn comes. It makes you so happy! And you start all the cooking and baking and make the holidays so nice." Ooops. I SURELY hadn't seen THAT coming either! I regrouped and told him, "Let's just assume I WILL be around, okay? And even if I'm not up to cooking, I'll do my best to make it nice. Deal?" He agreed, and went outside to the patio, looking all pitiful. So what do you s'pose I'm doing today? Sigh. I'm making him a Thanksgiving meal for the weekend. Got the dressing ready to bake tomorrow after the turkey comes out. Yes, I DID say turkey. I bought the smallest one I could find this morning. Got the pumpkin pie in the oven. Tomorrow I'll do all the rest. Am I up to this? Not really. But, so what, right? Besides, I LOVE Thanksgiving dinner. May even indulge myself in a lil' piece of pie. Good thing I bought some whipping cream. Yum! 


DRESSING, READY TO BE BAKED TOMORROW - THOSE ARE DRIED CRANBERRIES IN THERE IF YOU'RE WONDERING!

PIE, BAKING
Wish you could all join us! It's smelling pretty darned good in here! HAPPY PRETEND THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!

Monday, January 24, 2011

WHAT THE HECK IS THAT?????

NOTE: WOOOOOHOOOO! The problem described below has now been resolved! I still have ZERO idea what caused it, but I called the guys who fixed my computer last time and - because they installed a 'remote connect' click on, they were able to fix it online while I watched - NO CHARGE! Sooooo! Kai is HAPPY!




 I'm baaaaaa-aaaaaack! (Poor all of YOU! LOL!) And I had a WONDERFUL time! I napped off and on through the quiet days (sleep is a rare commodity HERE) finished two swaps (YAY ME!!!!) tho' I cannot show you those because they are not yet mailed to my partners, spent cozy evenings talking and laughing with MaryBear, did some serious thinking about some very serious issues, and, Friday through yesterday morning, had the BEST EVER time with 52 beautiful, loooooooong-time friends of all tribes but all of us 'traditionals'. It was just what I needed! HOWEVER, I returned to find a REALLY annoying and extremely unwanted addition to my blog hopping. I'm hoping one of YOU can help me get RID of this pest! Whenever I open one of your blogs (if you are a Google blogger) a stupid message block pops up from 'Google Friend Connect' and I have to click off it before I can read the blog. It popped up on MY blog, too. I tried to read about it and find out WHY this was happening. There wasn't an answer, but I do know it has to do with having followers. I had to delete all the followed blogs - well NOT the actual BLOGS, of course, but I mean I had to stop following any blogs. THAT didn't help. So I deleted MY followers list from MY blog. BINGO! NOW it doesn't pop up on MY blog. Still, it pops up on all of YOURS who use BLOGGER. What the heck???? I LIKE following you guys. I LIKE knowing who follows ME! Does anyone know how I can get rid of this pain-in-the-blog? PLEASE???? Anyway, I will be reading your last week's entries (a bit slowly considering I have about a million to catch up on) but MAYBE not commenting on everything. I MISSED you all and can't wait to show you what I accomplished creatively last week. HUGS AND HAPPY WEEK TO EVERYONE!

Monday, January 17, 2011

AWAAAAAAAAY WE GOOOOOO!

I've been editing. And editing. And editing some more.
My brain is TIRED. My good eye's sore!
The doc's already 'chemo-ed' me.
I've cooked enough for twenty-three!
The clothes are washed. The house is clean.
But I'M beginning to feel soooo MEAN!
I need to REST. I need to PLAY.
I mostly need to get AWAY.
And so, I'm taking a short vacation
to a place that, for ME, means relaxation.
I can craft and laugh and sleep like a log.
(I'll be staying a week with MaryBear Kicks-the-Dog!)

   Okay, okay! So I HATE rhyming poetry and it SHOWS! LOL! But you get the idea! I'm all caught up with my editing, and I've prepared myself to be away awhile. MB is picking me up at 5 and we're headed 35 miles to HER place. I'll have all day tomorrow through Sunday to do whatever I choose while she's at work, then enjoy her company at night! Ahhhhhh! See Kai smile! See Kai come back Sunday night all nice and refreshed and revitalized! I'll catch up with you when I get back! BIG HUGS TO EACH OF YOU! Hope YOUR week is relaxing and FUN!

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

THIS IS ONE I HAVE TO SHARE!




I seldom do book reviews via my blog anymore. I still write reviews on the Barnes and Noble website. I still read advanced copies for two publishing companies who send me the books and have me review them. And, of course, I EDIT for a living so I'm always reading manuscripts. For nearly 2 years, I had another blog - WONDERFUL WITH WORDS - but I finally discontinued it because I really had so few readers. Now I wish I had kept it if for no other reason than to have the documentation of those books I read and reviewed.  I read a LOT. Despite being blind in my right eye, and having very little 'spare' time, I ALWAYS make time to read. From childhood, I learned to consider books my dear friends. I still DO! To say I 'like' books is far too 'pale' a description. I love books. I need books. I could live without FOOD before I could live without books. I don't own a Kindle or Nook, either. Oh, I think they are excellent gadgets, and very sensible, really! But you see, I can't imagine NOT feeling the texture and heft of a REAL book. I can't fathom not gazing at the cover, and - yes - JUDGING the book BY its cover, at least as far as how much it makes me want to pick it up. I can't bear the idea of NOT smelling the pages. I NEED books. REAL ones. I own a hideous, hideous number of them. Every single time I go ANYWHERE books are sold, I get the same feeling I'm quite certain a drug addict must get when in the company of his or her addictive substances of choice. It's a high I can't explain. I read what so many people refer to as 'depressing' books. LOL! I beg to differ. The books I read are not depressing. They may be real and gritty and not necessarily have a happy-ever-after ending! But there's a difference between real and depressing! I LOVE books that take me to a different part of the world. I've never had money to travel. So my lovely book-friends whisk me far away. I love books that deal with issues I've confronted in MY lifetime - prejudice, child abuse, having odd looks, and loneliness - because they remind me I wasn't the only one. PLUS they tell me how those folks dealt with THEIR issues. And while I love many genres, I most especially love Young Adult books. Maybe it's because I taught for 22 years. Or maybe it's because I never really grew up (and hope I never DO! LOL!) Could be because I write Young Adult novels and I like to see what other YA writers are addressing and YA readers are choosing! I KNOW it's MUCH more difficult to write for YAs because a writer HAS to grab them with less than a paragraph or they will toss the book aside. It's tricky writing for YAs! A YA writer should be fully aware of the up-to-the-minute lingo, but be very cautious of over-using it or even using it at all. Kids drop new expressions faster than anyone can imagine. So YA writers have a lot of criteria just with language alone, not to mention unspoken rules of publishing houses. When I find a really amazing YA novel, I'm thrilled! The book I am featuring here today is just amazing! It's titled HOME OF THE BRAVE, and below is a review from the Barnes and Noble website. (No, it's not my review!) This book is extremely simply in how it's written, yet complex in it's message.

In her first stand-alone book, Applegate (the Animorphs series) effectively uses free verse to capture a Sudanese refugee's impressions of America and his slow adjustment. After witnessing the murders of his father and brother, then getting separated from his mother in an African camp, Kek alone believes that his mother has somehow survived. The boy has traveled by "flying boat" to Minnesota in winter to live with relatives who fled earlier. An onslaught of new sensations greets Kek ("This cold is like claws on my skin," he laments), and ordinary sights unexpectedly fill him with longing (a lone cow in a field reminds him of his father's herd; when he looks in his aunt's face, "I see my mother's eyes/ looking back at me"). Prefaced by an African proverb, each section of the book marks a stage in the narrator's assimilation, eloquently conveying how his initial confusion fades as survival skills improve and friendships take root. Kek endures a mixture of failures (he uses the clothes washer to clean dishes) and victories (he lands his first paying job), but one thing remains constant: his ardent desire to learn his mother's fate. Precise, highly accessible language evokes a wide range of emotions and simultaneously tells an initiation story. A memorable inside view of an outsider.
 
HOME OF THE BRAVE will make you ache for Sudan, CRY for Sudan, worry about Kek and his family, and WANT everything to turn out well. I'm so glad I happened to find this tiny treasure. I wish IT to find ALL of YOU! Happy reading! 

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

THE SONG WE SANG; THE TRUTH IT HOLDS!

"Make new friends, but keep the old!
One is silver and the other gold!"

Back in the day (a million years ago when I was young) all the Brownie and Girl Scout troops sang this song. It was sung in rounds so the words reverberated and bounced off one person's lips into the next person's heart. I STILL find myself humming it now and then, and I HEAR the long-ago friends around me singing it.
And my POINT, you ask? Well, you ALL know by now that I truly believe we don't actually HAVE to meet a person IN person in order to consider them a friend. I enjoy reading blogs! A lot of the people whose blogs I read were also on doll groups to which I used to belong and we go back a way! Some I met THROUGH their blogs. A lot are people whose lives I merely peek at through their posts. That's fun and it's often as it should be. But a lot have ALSO become important to my life. I am enriched in one way or another by knowing them! Either way, most are wonderfully bright silver - shining into my life and teaching me, encouraging me, causing me to smile! Some though are solid gold. They have become FAMILY. My dear and wonderful friend, Jan Demetralis,  keeps me laughing, teaches me a million things, tolerates my silliness. (And, trust me, she gets HUGE doses of it as I write to her ALMOST every night!) We know of each other's families; we share so much. I love her! She loves me back. It's pretty amazing! Then there's Susan Cleveland who has become so dear and special to me in these past 2 years. I think I should TELL her more. I forget sometimes. Susan, I cherish you! Cindy Owens. Was there EVER anyone so giving, loving, caring? I doubt it! So many more beautiful, special people have come into my life through blogging. You KNOW who you are! And a couple of those (Christel, Jo, Jen) I haven't known for years! But they are FRIENDS. Today though, I will focus on one particular person. She is so quiet. But her HEART is LOUD. It SINGS with sheer sweetness! I love her tremendously because she is 100% REAL. I call her Chirp because her words are birdsong to MY heart! Her real name is Cherie Day, and she is so talented and so kind and a million OTHER wonderful things. She is one of the BEST and most GENUINE people I know! The reason I am focusing on Chirp today is because this is her birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Sweety! I LOVE you! But I guess you KNOW that 'cause I tell you all the time! I am HONORED to be part of this blogging world. I know - I'm a VERY sentimental, mushy kind of goofball. But I love easily and I love HARD! And if I never, EVER am lucky enough to hug you all in person, you need to know that I am ALWAYS hugging you anyway. Do you FEEL me? Silver and gold. Precious commodities, those. Precious friends, all of you!