Art Content?

 This is the piece I took out of the frame and added a chair.  The ideas was to have the chair look like it was "behind" a window.  Sort of a "looking in" view.  But what it turned out to be was a chair with a big plus sign on top.  It is still more interesting that it was, but hardly anything to be proud of.  I did learn some things but am sad that I ruined what was an nice abstract piece.

 I haven't made one of these in a very long time.  I think I was still an active quilt maker (or at least I made pieced blocks) and was better able to put up with the challenges of the sewing machine.  I stitched strips to a backing, pressed and then cut into four sections and then zigzagged the four together.  After that I topped the surface with strips of other fabrics and then tried to stitch them down.  I also attempted to cover the top with colored tulle to hold everything down.  And I was going to iron it down.  Yes.  I ironed tulle to the plate of my iron.  That's when I decided I need a "time out".

This is what my digital photo of the first chair piece looks like when it comes out of the camera.  Really, the piece is BLUE.

I did manage to cross off two more items on my Master To Do List.  Usually, making a giant sized list of chores makes me "want" to cross things off.  I think I may have included items on my list that I will NEVER want to do.  That is a problem as I like to finish off the lists and then crumble them up and toss them in the recycle bin.  I can't see myself planting shrubs.  I already have enough bug bites and rashes to temper any enthusiasm I might have for weeding.

I registered my car at the Town office.  And was amused to see two guys with shaved heads and guns on their hips carrying bundles of marijuana plants into the police station.  Either they had brought them from home to "share" or they had found them on the way to work.  They didn't have a "suspect" in the car with them.  Why are all cops shaving their heads?  Do they think it makes them look "hot"?  Or less like a bald man?  I, personally, think their heads look best with very short hair.  Not shaved unless your face is lean, without jowls.  Of course the gun in the holster is always an excellent look.  I am a policeman's daughter.

Another cloudy day (so far) and I am going in to work the afternoon shift.  Riley is going to day care. I have no idea what G will be having for his dinner.

 I have completely LOST INTEREST in food. My breakfast cereal (for regularity), always a favorite meal, is now the only one I have any interest in eating.  But I can't have it every day.  Tuesday I had a ham and cheese roll up for breakfast and fruit and yogurt for lunch.  I had the roll up for lunch yesterday and beef chili for dinner.  Today I am having salad and tuna for lunch.  I haven't had tuna for a few weeks.  I've been having chicken salad instead.  I do, eventually, get hungry and need to eat.  But I have so few options that I give up pretty quickly and just eat the ham and cheese roll up. Just to get the "meal" over and done with.

My normal, before Atkins, salad always contained carrots.  Crunchy, sweet and tasty.  No Carrots.  Now it's all greens.  I can't stand soft wet things in salad.  I eat my cucumbers on the side.  I found I don't like radishes in my salad.  I don't like celery, mushrooms or tomato in salad.  Most restaurant side salads have a few strips of dry carrot, three to five hard cherry tomatoes, onion slices and some really dry cucumber slices.  I have begun to look forward to all these non-squishy salad vegetables.  Perhaps I should buy some of these "dry" things and add them to my salads.

I am now going to finish my coffee while writing down my breakfast (cereal and soy milk) in my journal and then go out in front and water the four tomatoes in containers and the hanging baskets of fern and petunias.  And get as many bug bites as I can.  And I will spray Benadryl on my right arm where I have a nasty rash of bites.  If I'm lucky, I may even poop.  And then I will make the bed, brush my teeth, get dressed, pack my lunch, pack Riley's lunch and drive to work.  I have 45 minutes.