Friday, November 19, 2010
Just yesterday I got, in the mail, my teaching packet for Houston IQA next year, 2011. Didn't I just get home 2 weeks ago from Houston? They need my teaching proposal by December 15th. I think they just want to mess with me. So the last 2 days I have been writing up proposals and designing a new pattern. I am supposed to be on vacation. They have asked me to teach the Zinnia again. Wow! I thought I would also add a new flower to my repertoire.
So I am sorry to all that I have offended in the past, but I am just going to be me. Just know that my heart is in the right place. I am not here to hurt anyone. I just want to make my art that hopefully makes others happy. Soon, I am afraid; I will run out of thing to blog about.
Hopefully, no one is offended by a California girl doing a Texas bluebonnet, which really looks like a lupine to me. I have been told there is a difference and I am sure it’s called by another name in Europe. To me, it’s just another beautiful flower that has to be captured.
So, if everything goes as planned, and it never does, I might be teaching this new pattern, Texas bluebonnet, next year in Houston along with the Zinnia and the Hibiscus. I will keep you posted. And look for my new pattern; it’s a chic designer purse for your small and discrete hand gun that I will be showcasing at spring market. Relax, it’s a joke!
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Guess what my husband is doing today? We have an unwanted visitor. Yesterday he set out mouse bait in traps around the outside of the house and this morning he went in with the big guns. The mouse trap with peanut butter. Creamy, not crunchy - it does make a difference, he says. He admits, "Everything I learned about hunting for mice I picked up from Tom and Jerry cartoons. Do we have any Swiss cheese with the really big holes in it?" "No", I said, " just peanut butter".
That was not a good idea so this morning he is researching how to set the traps and go in after it. Last night as we are trying to sleep, the mouse is chewing through the makeshift wall Joe put over the hole we had to cut to access some plumbing. His chewing was so loud that we had to sleep in another room. This morning we looked at the chewed hole and Joe said "I think we're going to need a bigger boat" (apologies to any Jaws fans).
So as I am writing this blog and talking to my big game hunter, Joe, when we hear a SNAP! I look at him and he says, "I will look at him later - maybe tomorrow". That's my hero.