Struck by the fact that laid is ugly in french. Oh, well, the little things that amuse me. I did not make it into class over the weekend. Tuesday evening I pulled a muscle in my left shoulder, didn't realize that it had been damaged until Wednesday morning. It was, however, on the mend. On Friday, I, in fact, raised my left arm over my head without ( Read more... )

Jewelry class started up again tonight. Such good big fun. I was almost on time, only twenty minutes late or so. I picked up a studio monitor form from Pat and will get it filled in and turned in tomorrow. It's so good to be back. I showed off my ingot mold and my quartz stirring rod. And I used my eight inch sawframe. I managed to lose ( ( Read more... )

Have a bit more cloud cover than I would have expected given the forecast. I am not complaining. I still haven't been into the studio and if it stays gloomy the studio will stay well if not exactly cool, it will be at least not as horrid. All I have to do is get in, turn on the kiln, do some other stuff while I wait for the thing to attain the ( Read more... )

I can't believe this, I really can't believe this but after all the bitching and kvetching and pissing and moaning about The Marriage Stone hasn't updated, The Marriage Stone hasn't updated, it updates, and I don't say a word. Not one word. Not one single, solitary, friggin' word. What's wrong with me? What kind of selfish, ungrateful bitch am I? ( Read more... )

Tomorrow is Invisible-Hander-Free-Marketer Day, otherwise known as Labor Day. Only I suppose rightly I should say today is. It is after midnight. Song comes to mind. No Herb Crazies until next week. And it is a potluck. Oy. I wonder which room we'll be holding that in. Our numbers have shrunk and usually we have the meeting now in the smaller ( Read more... )

Last week I seemed wordier, more likely to want to post. Ah the wonders of PMS. See it like a native ( Read more... )