Tin Foil Hats And Rock Lobsters

It was a beautiful day.

I made jewelry.

My friend Cameron over at Paint Me Pretty

kindly sent me some beach glass and stones to fool around with.

I went through my stash of charms and what-not.

I found this charming lobster charm.

HA!  I just crack myself up.

I attached him to the beach stone.

Then I coated the beach stone with a sealant.

I stood back and admired him.

Suddenly, I remembered this song!!

Do you?

Another song by the B-52s.

I have their music stuck in my head

and to be honest...I am not fond of the B-52s.

There is a cow bell in this song.

'Nuff said.

I'm not particularly fond of this song.

BUT

It's the only song I know about Rock Lobsters.

And it fit this little guy.

I made a few more necklaces.

I made these with soldered beach glass.

And this cute  Easter Mary Had A Little Lamb necklace.

I love the bright primary colors in it.

Although, just why Mary is sharing Easter eggs with

her little spring lamb friend, I'm not sure.

Lambs are herbivorous creatures.

I found some pressed pansies and made this necklace.

Through a fortuitous error the glass looks swirled.

Fortuitous error means I messed up big time -

But

It turned out lovely in the end.

Kind of cool, huh?!

But Kathy, you say.

You promised us Tin Foil Hats!

...and so I did.

Aluminum foil - 89 cents at the local drug store.

Tin foil hats.  I made three of these.

I participated in a Trivia Bee for Literacy today.

Our group actually wore the tin foil hats.

We almost won Best Costume.

We lost out to Scooby Doo.

Try not to think about this too much.

Unless you are wearing a tin foil hat.

They keep alien thoughts from invading your brain.

Tin foil works better than aluminum foil.

It's true.

Know how I know?

I read it on the Internet.

Unfortunately, I only had aluminum

And that is why we did not place first.

That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

My daughter stopped by while I was making these last night.

I had one on my head that I was shaping.

They are so light weight you are not even aware you are wearing one.

Our conversation turned to serious issues.

As I was making a terribly, terribly serious point she says to me:

"MOM!  Take off that ridiculous aluminum foil hat! 

 I can't talk about anything serious

while you are wearing that hat!"

Then she said,

"A person should not have to say that sentence to their own mother."

If she thought that hat was silly

she should have seen my first attempt.

It resembled an aluminum yarmulke.

Erin Go Bragh

Bless your little Irish heart

and every other Irish part.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

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If You're Old Enough To Remember This

Then you're old enough.

I Googled song lyrics with the word rust.
I found this song.
wow.
I had forgotten about this.
And if you remember Joan Baez singing Diamonds and Rust
well,
you and I should sit in a coffee shop with bongos
and reminisce!
Like, Groovy ,man, groovy...

I bought some brass charms
They were rather shiny.
So...
I tried to grunge  er... rust  them up.

It's harder than I thought.

It's hard to show in these pictures.
The charms are pretty grungy.
For the most part.

This picture reminds me of

California Dreamin'

All the leaves are brown
(all the leaves are brown)
And The sky is grey
(and the sky is grey)




C'mon SPRING!!!!!!

You Have MAIL!

An actual sentence from a work related email that I sent the other day:

In the event of inclement weather we will NOT be able to move the fire juggler,

(picture from the web)

the petting zoo, 

 (picture from the web)

and the two falcons inside the library. 

(picture  from the web)

Thank you.

It's FUN To Have Fun

But you have to know how!  

One of my favorite Dr. Seuss quotes.

I use it a lot.

Like yesterday.

When I sat in front of a computer

at work

for

FOUR AND A HALF HOURS

with two IT guys on the phone

trying to figure out how the entire

76 Gig hard drive

became full of - well - 

Like the radio friendly version of the

 Cee-Lo Green song says

shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......

But that's not the reason for this post.

THIS

is fun.

I borrowed it shamelessly from Roisin

over at Child of Danu.

"To play all you have to do is grab the closest book you have on hand, open to page 56 and post the 5th sentence either to your own blog or in the comments below. Don’t say what book it is or anything and let me and whoever else wants to play guess."

My book had this sentence:

"I longed for artificial bacon bits, melted cheese in a shade of yellow unknown to nature, creamy and chocolate fillings, sometimes all in the same product."

Add your 5th sentence from page 56 to the blog comments.

It'll be fun to see.

And for more fun, check out my daughter's blog today.

Here!

It's called Harpooning Electric Jellyfish.  She's pretty funny.

Frank lives next to the builtin book shelves.

He can't figure out why I'm hovering over him

opening up books to page 56.

Frank likes to read when there's nothing good
on the television.




Today was good.

Today was fun.

Tomorrow is another one!

(I have NO idea why I'm channeling Dr. Seuss today)

Do You Feel Lucky?

Well do ya, Punk?!

Famous words from Dirty Harry.

This is a "more about me" post.

And it might not be as funny 

as you were hoping.

But it's true.

And I hope it makes you think.

It sure made me think.

I can have a pity party with the best of 'em.

Things in my life haven't gone...

well let's just say as planned. 

 But life is good.  

And sometimes we need a

"slap upside the head" to remind us.

Yesterday I had to take

Frank the Guinea Pig to the vet.

I am basically allergic to anything furry.

Including Frank.

The short story is that Frank is fine.

He got a shot in his bony little derriere.

I got a face full of Frankie fur.

And my eyes were watery and swollen up.
 One eye was swollen shut.
My husband called me
"Popeye"

I had taken the day off of work.

I was going to have a fun ME day.

I didn't get to do any of the things I was planning.

I also missed a staff party
we were having

where I work.

But,

my dearest friend and co-worker

brought me a plate of goodies

and didn't make fun of the way I looked.

The swelling had gone down but trust me

I looked like I'd been drinking for a week!

About five years ago

(or was it four? - I'm sure it wasn't three...)

this same friend suffered from

a Pulmonary Embolism.

I told her she had Pleurisy

That's the kind of swell friend I am.

Turns out she went to the ER

because the pain from breathing was too much to handle.

They put her on blood thinners and kept her a week.

The short story again is,  she is fine.

Ten months later

suffering from what I thought 

was an asthma issue

I was extremely short of breath. 

I almost passed out twice at home.

Thinking it was asthma

my daughter drove me to the ER.

Turns out, I was extremely anemic.  

They were going to give me some blood and send me home.

But, the ER Doc said, "This doesn't feel right.  Let's do one more test."

They did a CAT scan.

I had a Pulmonary Embolism.

And again, the short story is,

after blood thinners and a weeks stay

I went home.  I was fine.

The gloaming.

I read this Saturday on YAHOO:

What causes pulmonary embolism and how serious is it? Pulmonary embolism occurs when a blood clot lodges in the lungs, a potentially life-threatening situation. Typically the clot forms in blood vessels in the leg, pelvis, arms or heart. If the clot comes from the arms or legs, it’s described as deep venous thrombosis. The clot then floats through the bloodstream to the lungs, passing through vessels until it gets stuck in one of them, 
obstructing blood flow like a clogged pipe. According to the Centers for Disease Control, up to 200,000 Americans suffer pulmonary embolism (PE) each year, 
and nearly one-third of them die.

My friend and I?

We are the two thirds.

We are the very, very lucky

two thirds.

So yeah.

I feel lucky.

Punk!