The Necklace Of My Day

Looks a lot like Christmas Tree lights still waiting to be put on the tree. I'm not feeling the love. I do have two step ladders this year, having brought a new, taller version from my dad's house. Which just means I can fall from a higher place. I step off, without first assessing where I am in time and space. And gravity takes over. The trifocal glasses don't make it any easier.

I didn't go to Art Club last night. I had a feeling no one else was coming. And the book I am reading is very good. I read until 1 am. And Riley woke me at 7:30, barking at ghosts in the back yard. I fed G all the leftovers in the fridge for supper last night. I had bread and cheese, and then, later, a banana. I worked on my "pink" piece for Friend of Twelve by Twelve. It needs sewing. I wanted a "theme" other than just color to draw all the pieces together. So I decided on a vase and flowers. If I find time to sew today, you'll see it. I need about an hour. I used whatever I had in the wastebasket that was pink plus whatever was floral and something green that was on the ironing board. And a piece of pink painted fabric I made once upon a time. And I made it work. I didn't even consider all the fabric in the fabric closet. I think I could work out of that overflowing wastebasket for the next few months and have enough variety. Hell, I could work for a year.

G has a potluck on Monday and has requested Spaghetti Bread. Two loaves. I wanted to make some for my work place (for Friday). So I guess I'm making bread tomorrow and again on Sunday. It's a savory, cheesy, crusty monkey type bread. Everyone loves it. And it goes well with a plate of Spaghetti (hence the name).

I now have three books to pick up at the library.

I found a reference to Caran 'd Ache Neo Color II crayons in Roz's post today. So, they are crayons. Very bright crayons that glow against black gesso or white paper. And you can paint washes over or under them. I wonder if Staples carries them? That's where I got my set of 48 Prismacolor pencils. And my water soluble oil pastel crayons. And my glue sticks. This is what happens when the nearest art supply store is an hour's drive from your house. I guess I need a mail order art supply. Or see if the oil pastel crayons work on black gesso.

I have decided that the Fuji mini camera is too expensive and the film is too expensive. Each tiny credit card sized picture would be "too precious" and there would be no opportunity for mistakes. I like taking lots of digital pictures and deleting all but one. Or deleting them all. To potentially waste $2 on a picture offends my frugal self. I even try and use the colored pencil tips that break off from over sharpening. And would love to find a use, art wise, for the colored pencil shavings.

Well, it's 10 am. Time to get this show on the road. It is going to be VERY cold today so Riley can't come in the car with me. I can still drop him off at doggie day care and pick him up after I get my haircut. Which seems like a good idea.