Valentine Countdown/ Blog Police Alert

I am totally in love with Valentine's Day this year. The RED! So, it was with great anticipation that I went into the Beading Path yesterday to buy heart shaped beads to make, what I thought, would be an over the top bangled ( I know how to make them now) heart bracelet. No heart beads in red. Only in blue. Even Elvis would not make a "Blue, Blue Valentine Bracelet". Instead, it will be a red beads and more red beads. No hearts.

I am eating my oatmeal with one teaspoon of butter and sprinkles of cinnamon this morning. I am having my coffee with sugar and fake creamer. I'm not messing with the coffee. It tastes great this way and I enjoy it. G and I stopped at Big Top Deli for lunch (3 pm) and I asked if they were hiring. Another space filled on the Work Search Log. I had the 7 inch Eggplant Parm sub. And potato chips. And that was it for the day. 1090 calories total.

Someone has decided to become Chief of the Art Quilt Blog Police. And she has a list of offenses committed. I am guilty of all of them. Blathering on and on about my life. Recipes. Lists of things I eat. Lists of things I read. Lists of chores I plan to do. Walking the dog. And I don't promote myself. I don't have things to sell. I don't have work in shows or galleries. In other words, STOP reading and go somewhere else. I am a blog LOSER!!!!!

I always knew that. In fact, I began blogging because one of the people I sent long, chatty emails to, asked me to stop sending them as she really didn't care about my life. That was harsh. And it made me fearful of sending emails. My son and Deborah suggested a blog. An online diary of sorts which people could chose to read or not read. For nearly a year, I just sent out posts into the blog-o-sphere and had no idea if anyone was listening (reading). Eventually, I got Sitemeter which let me know someone was reading. I didn't know who because I never got comments. So all my bad habits began in this cyber vacuum I was posting into. Just me. And whatever I was thinking.

Still doing that. Only now I have comments and blog friends and I feel connected. I'm still writing to amuse myself. Occasionally, I amuse you. Still not promoting myself or selling stuff. I still make stuff and show it to you. But my work is my own and made with the sole purpose of amusing and entertaining ME! Get the handcuffs ready Chief of the Art Quilt Police!! and right after you arrest me, I think I'll write out a complaint against you. For sticking your nose where it doesn't belong.

G informed me that he is on vacation next week. Talk about being an excellent communicator! I don't think we'll be going to Mexico and drinking tequila on the beach at 9 am. Or having umbrella'd cocktails poolside in the Florida Keys (where it's raining). We'll be right here in Maine. And since it's a vacation--we'll go out to eat every single night. Damn. Sounds good to me!