Ha!

Finally at last took a picture of my new bracelet design! Since my gallery is in sad shape and needs new pictures I put it under my Jewelry category. This one may be only one or two of a kind since I can't get the supplies anymore.

I am in creative mode again! Somone brought some brown faux fur to my counter today and it reminded me of  Rolf the dog and making puppets. When I get stressed I need a creative outlet!

I have also thrown myself headfirst into off loom beadweaving these few months! I am trying to master the brick stich since I finally got the hang of the tubular peyote stich. I made a pair of brick stitch flag earrings just by looking at a picture in a catalog and so I might be able to come up with something more elaborate later like a dragon bracelet with a fancy border... maybe. I am always biting off more than I can chew and I never seem to have time with this crazy work schedule of mine. Tomorrow is going to be a full day with errands in the morning and a full evening of work until nine PM.  Looks like I better take my beading kit with me!

Greetings! Ah yes the chatraven is still here. Maybe feeling like someone stoned my little birdie head but "i'm alive" as the Crisss Angel song goes.

I have been having one of those bogged down points in life where you don't realize what the big picture is until you "come up for air." Granted work has not been a picnic. I have never had a part time job give me as many grey hairs as this one and everyone there seems to act like they never passed fifth grade. Which makes it kind of hard to keep any sort of  sense of sanity. Then I come home to utter chaos and "nursing home drama"  that I really do not want to have to deal with.

So as a result I have been uber forgetful and clumsy lately. And I am fearful of teaching any beading classes (another long story, but in short I am blazing a trail not walking a path on that issue) and I am not risking sticking my neck out in too many endeavors since I risk getting it slapped by all the wierdoes in wonderland, but I didn't realize how bad it was until someone told me I was talking to myself while coming out of the drugstore today. I was mortified and it scared the heck out of me and I thought "okay now I have really fallen down the rabbit hole and bumped my head!"

So if i seem to be shrinking or getting mad as a hatter and I start dancing like tweedledum and tweedledee well it is just the chatraven having a mad mad mad day!

Cheerio!

Funny how there are times when you are attracted to something you normally don't give a second thought to or always ment to do but didn't before. Times when life gets so obtuse and strange you cling to them for some sort of grounding or sanity. For me now it is old, classic movies. Sitting up late at night watching TCM and all the classics my dance teacher loved and the ones my mother hated as a child. Call it my rebellion from my mother's nasty sensibilites. I can picture her now as a child in the 30's throwing her oxford shoes out into the cinema isle repeatedly during Laurel and Hardy or one of those "corney, old" musicals (as she called them when she caught me buying a copy of "Singin In the Rain.")

I haven't spoken or heard from that dance teacher in over twenty years but I remember dancing back then as plain as day. I remember my old hometown when it was still a town not a crowded city full of "plastic people" who have no consideration for the past.

Sad it is, to loose the past and all the things you thought would never ever go away. People things and places you were so famillar with fade away. Do faeries remember? Some, perhaps do and others no memory or care. Maybe if we all had a time machine we would rewind it. I know a few people I would like to talk to again.

Anyway, here's to nostalgia and tap dancing and old musicals.

One day I might put on my old tap shoes again and dream.

~Chatraven

I know I have not posted in a while. Due in part to my dying computer and my insane work schedule. My poor overworked feet are screaming for a break.

I am trying to work on my beading projects and get them up on Ebay. Including my new kitty heart earrings.

My girlfriend gave me a Brian Froud book for my belated birthday gift and we had a fun shopping day and a delicious dinner. Just the thing for a stressed out fairie child like me.

Quote for the day:

"The very things that held you down will carry you up."  ~Dumbo

Why did the chicken  chatraven cross the road? It sure got run over getting to the other side. 200mg of antibiotics a day for two weeks plus  Erethromyacin for an eye ailment, civic duty gone mad, hours slashed and wacky at work, totally missed the first snow day in ten years... what more could a bedragled bird ask for?

We had the first really good snow here in the South in over ten years; 4 inches on the coast and more inland. I loved it but I didnt get to play over the weekend. Of course they had me working that day of all days that week. Even the dog didn't like the snow. She dragged me in the house as soon as she set a paw in it.

Waaa! So I am doing some grousing this cold, icky Monday. And I am hoping for better luck, health,  and better spirits this week!

Recent book read: Girl with a Pearl Earring by Tracy Chevalier. 

Intresting read, it takes you back in time to what it might have been like in the Dutch city where the girl lived. I loved reading about where all the artist's pigments came from, like pieces of ivory and lapis, and how they were ground and made into paint. I didn't take to the way the main character was treated or the oddball characters and caste system. It was a bit like wonderland. That just seems to be the author's style in all her books. Girl With a Pearl Earring will leave you thinking for a while. Three out of five stars.