Lisa Williams

I can't believe this is the only decent picture! Blah!Look how tight my hands are - Can you tell I'm nervous!

I finally decided to go to Lisa Williams book signing - only because my sister-in-law said she would go with me. And it was FANTASTIC!

All the stars were aligned perfectly - I got a book even though they were sold out and some really lovely ladies gave us their extra 'first-sign' wrist bands.

When I finally got up to Lisa I was so gob-smacked that I could not think of one thing to say to her. Seriously I was dumb-founded. I was talking while posing for the picture which left me with a stupid picture AND I was so nervous I can't even remember what I had said. I hope it was something nice and meaningful. She was great though - She hugged everyone!

It was such a fortunate and fantastic time I had a hard time falling asleep when I got home.

Today I'm going to spend the day reading :)

The Portal

Here is a picture of my house when it was bought and before it was restored by Dan's Parents.
Looks kind of spooky doesn't it?

Originally the house was owned by L. Gabrielson and his wife maybe as early as 1937 because we found an old round metal vehicle tag in pristine condition dated 1937 hanging in the basement. I know that they were there until at least 1949 because in the basement, L. wrote his initials on the chimney and dated it. Then the house passed down to their son Sam Gabrielson who lived there until 1967. He is the one that passed away in his easy chair in the living room - At that time he was an old bachelor.

Now, I don't know the exact location of Sam's easy chair but I have a really good idea. It's the South corner of the room - The spot where I always see fairy lights. There is a good chance that because I'm watching TV and this is in my peripheral view there is something going on with my eyes but I seem to think otherwise. And I'm a skeptic by nature.

But the strangest thing that happens in that corner is how my pets react to it. Once Arnie with all his hair on end, barked uncontrollably at that corner. And there are many times when Hannah looks into the adjacent room at the same corner and has her head and tail down. She won't go into the room no matter how much I coax her.

And that's enough proof for me. No matter what the Ghost Hunters say, I will always think there is something 'whoooHooo' about that corner.

Made from Stars

I've got a weird one for ya today -
I'm having my house investigated for ghosts.

Yes, you read that right.

Through a friend, I know a group of people who investigate houses for paranormal activity and they want to check out my house. I don't think they are going to find anything but it will be a fun experience none the less.

If you know me, then you know that I get into all that 'WoooWooo' kind of stuff. Besides, I have a great house built in 1897 with one known death in the living room. The spot in the living room where I sometimes think I see weird things out of the corner of my eye (and think I should get an eye check up.)

I don't know, but it'll sure be interesting if they do find something - And of course I'll let you know :)

Sleep Comes Down

After having my ipod for two months I'm still loading music into it. I'm to the point where I pulled out the big box of CD's that is taking up a lot of space in the basement and has all the old music from my youth.

Back when my whole life hinged on music the format for playing music was either LP or cassette. My favorite cassettes were slowly replaced by CD's and now I guess the CD's are being replaced by MP3's.

So, while I was listening to the Psychedelic Furs, I couldn't help but use their song as inspiration for this collage.

Venting

Sometimes it feels good to vent. Vent as in - you blame everyone except yourself for your problems. I wasn't intending to vent. But I drew this picture of an angry woman and thought, 'that kinda looks like me when I'm having a tantrum.'

Lately my tantrums have been about my weight and the diet I'm currently on. The good news is that I've lost 8 pounds but the bad news is that I'm stuck. I would be doing better but I've lost my motivation to ride my exercise bike when I got a cold (which I'm well over now).

All in all I'm happy with my situation - I'm not gaining, and I am doing something. I just wish that there were no such thing as diets, fat, cellulite, ... self-control - Ha!

Dang! That self-control gets me every time!

Homage

Illustration Friday : Homage

This is a homage to Jelli. And not having any children he is the closest thing to being my child. It scares me because I sometimes sound like one of those crazy cat ladies and fear even more that in my old age could very well become one of those ladies.

So, I made this with the things that drive me crazy about my little cat. Crazy in the way that I just might never own a cat again...

Oh, who am I fooling? I'm making collages about my cat.