Steampunk

Nothing to say; everything to make.

Who Are These People?

As I have said many times here, I love to watch a show called House Hunters. There are several little quirks about that show that make me laugh though. This happens so many times on that show. A person(s) will be looking for a house in a major city but their complaint will be when looking at the house "I can see the neighbors." Well, yeah!! You are in a major city afterall. If they do not want to see any people, why don't they try to find a house on a mountain? Or on the moon? Who are these people that think it is possible to move somewhere and not see any neighbors?

Patch Adams

One of Bella's children, Patch Adams loves to look in my back window. Every night, he shows up. First, I will hear scratching at the window. I raise the blinds to find him sitting on the window sill waiting for Nigel and Oliver to sit on the other side of the window sill. I am not sure what those boys talk about every night but there is alot of conversation going on. Personally, I suspect it is a lot of bragging. I think Patch's is saying "I am out here playing in this great back yard while you guys are holed up in there trapped like rats." I think my boys reply "Go ahead and play. We are feeling a wee bit tired and may retire to our nice, down bed." If one of my picture taking devices was working, I would capture a picture of this parlance. I have used my phone for so much of this, that and the other thing that its battery is completely shot. I cannot even make a call on it anymore. I love to use my phone for stuff but not making calls. For some reason, I do not like to talk on it. I will be happy to text you on it but talk to you on it, not so much. That is if it was working which it is not. This kitten here in this thing below that I made is upset because his mom made him wear a bow on Halloween. He is not snarling. Instead, he is running his mouth complaining about "this crap bow".

Boys of Summer

For some reason, this keeps being on my mind. I cannot imagine why. Maybe it because my hometown team is going to the world series. I remember being in high school, going out to the games and taking pictures of my at that time favorite players. I loved that. I hate to say how long ago that was. Glory days, huh? Well, these are the real glory days now. I am very happy they finally made it.

Spoiled Rotten Cats

This is not my cat. This is my friend who lives in Oklahoma, Sherrilou's cat. His name is Manny and he is spoiled rotten just like my Oliver.  I say Oliver because he looks exactly like my Oliver. They could be brothers. However, Oliver is not more spoiled than my other cats. They are all spoiled rotten. Isn't that how it is supposed to be?

Fly Away Home Toward the Sun

I have noticed something about myself via this blog. When I am writing a lot elsewhere, I have very little to say here. There are finite words in me and when they are used up, I have nothing to say to anyone, anywhere. That maybe weird but may not be. I have heard that people who talk a lot on their jobs like disc jockeys for example, go home and do not say a word to anyone because they are all talked out.

There was a beautiful moon tonight. Sugar Plum and I spent some time pondering it. Sugar Plum listens to me talk. I was telling him about some exciting things I read about parallel universes existing. I really get excited about that kind of thing because it proves the point I am always trying to make. Just because you cannot see a thing, does not mean it does not exist. Faith is believing in the thing you cannot see. Our little minds perceive so little. I think Sugar Plum perceives more than I do.

I dreamed I discovered the answer to a mystery. In my dream, I learned that Heaven turns out to be however you perceived it to be during your life. If you believed there was not one, then, there will not be one. If you believed it was a city paved with gold, then, it will be a city paved with gold. That would be justice, wouldn't it? Okay, so what does that mean for me? I will be a little spirit flying around the sun with a bunch of little 'meowing' spirits flying around with me.

Wee, Wee, Wee All the Way Home

Have you seen the insurance commercial where the man asks "Did the little pig squeal wee, wee, wee all the way home?", then, it shows a little white pig in the back seat of a car squealing "Weeeeeee!" about everything he sees? I love that commercial. It is so cute and funny. It makes me laugh everytime I see it.

Shakespeare's Ladies

These are some of Shakespeare's ladies, Blanche of Castille and the Princess of France. The ladies themselves I got over at the Graphics Fairy then I photoshoped their backgrounds.

Blanche of Castille

Princess of France

Feeling a little witchy and a little batty

Do you like Halloween? I do as long as it is not gruesome. I do not get into the grisley stuff. The funny little bats and witches are fun and cute to me. I always like a pretty witch! Heck, sometimes I am an old witch myself. Lots of people would tell you so too! Some people might even tell you that I am an old bat at times.

A Simpler Time

Dreaming of when life was easier...

Can a Zebra Change His Stripes?

Late Night Lady

Funny I should make this art piece today. I stayed up very late into the wee hours of this morning. I suppose that is what had me thinking of the moon. Earlier in the evening, I was at the neighbors having a glass of wine. Oddly enough, I included a martini glass in it but none of this was done intentionally in this art piece. I was just grabbing the seemingly first things that cropped up. Funny how the subconcious works isn't it?

Today, I am working frantically. I have so many things to do and fortunately quite a lot of energy today. It is a beautiful day!

Doodling

I am so sleepy that I can hardly hold my eyes open but still I work on this. People do different things  to relax when they come home from work. Some watch tv, some read the newspaper, some drink a glass of wine. I love to play in photoshop. It is how I clear my mind. I find it to be very relaxing and fun.

Fashionista School Marm?

Okay, it is a stretch but I can pretend anything I want, right? This lady is a fancy school marm. She has her book. She has her key that she is going to use to 'unlock wisdom'. She apparently is going to teach at an abbey (the gothic arch). Do you think any ladies that looked like this one ever taught at an abbey? Somehow I doubt it. I doubt any women were ever allowed to teach at an abbey period. But like I said, I can pretend anything, right?

Breast Cancer Awareness

We must always remember to care for each other just like sisters would do.

Friends

These special friends are having some fun. I hope they know how to stop that thing.

A Fall Day

Okay, eventhough it was pretty hot today, I think it is supposed to cool off again soon. At any rate, I was in a fall mood today. We had an alter guild rededication ceremony today and a lunch afterwards. Plus, we had a stained glass window tour. I learned a lot about stained glass windows. The gothic arch is not just a beautiful architectural happenstance that suddenly began to occur in churches in Europe. The rising top of the arch is in fact a symbol of aspiration toward Heaven. Red is the color of truth. Purple is the color of royalty. In some religions, there can be no competition by way of ornamentation in the houses of worship with God. There are no stained windows or ornamental alters. Anglicanism encourages worshipers to use the ornamental elements to see into the mind of God. For example, it would be completely appropriate to meditate on the elements contained in a large window during Morning Prayer. Every element which are many in a large window is a symbol.

Apropos? Not So Much for October

This looks more like something I should make at Easter. However, I really like this little girl probably taken at her First Communion. She looks very sweet. I love innocence. I think that is one reason I love animals so much. Their sweetness touches my heart. I love things that are untarnished and pure. Innocence in this world grows more difficult to maintain therefore it is more valuable than ever.

Summer Memories

Since it has been cooler here at nights, I have been spending some of my evenings cleaning out the garage. For the past 3 years, I have had much of my mom's possessions in there. I was saving some of it for my niece. However, she has never moved into the type of residence where she could make use of these items so I am giving up on the idea. It is my goal that by the end of fall, I will have my garage completely cleaned out except for the items that are supposed to be in there. On a funny note, I put an old office chair out for the garbage collection in the morning. Some cat(s) had been sleeping in that chair for quite sometime. I am not sure who and it does not matter anyway. Cats can come in and out of my garage via a pet door. To say that chair looks more like it is made out of fur rather than fabric would be an understatement. I cannot even determine the original color of the chair for the layers of fur on it. If I look out in the morning to find that someone has picked up that chair other than refuse collection, I will be completely bowled over.

Summer Memories

Moon in the 7th House

She has the moon in her 7th house. I hope that is a good thing. Many moons ago (pun intended), a lady in Utah did my chart. I remember I had something negative in the 7th house. I think it was Saturn. Jupiter is a good thing to have in the 1st house. I remember I had that. This lady said my chart was almost exactly the same as Johnny Carson's. Funny. Johnny and I have led quite different lives. The main thing I recall is that the chart itself was a lovely thing almost an art piece of itself. I still have it around here somewhere.

The Perfect Life...For Me

What is perfect for one would not be perfect for another. Someone elses life could be torture for another person. This lady should have thought "I have the perfect life...for me." What we have is what we were meant to have. I have always believed that in the end, we mostly get what we really wanted out of life. Often, it is not obvious until the end of our lives that we had what we wanted and needed all along.

You Know Your Handbag is Too Heavy When...

You know your handbag is too heavy when you set it down in the passenger seat of your car and it sets off the alarm indicating that your passenger has not fastened his seatbelt. Listen, if my purse gets a ticket for not being buckled up, I will definitely know I am carrying way too much junk around with me.

Let's focus on this lady here for a second. She thinks what she wants is front of her but what she needs is behind her. She is just pointed in the wrong direction. Have you ever looked in the wrong direction for happiness? I have. I am sure most of us have. I just hope I never make that mistake again.