Bliss

Now this is what I call "following my bliss"!

And what have you been doing to follow your bliss lately?

Only two more work days til winter vacation, when I can finally get caught up on blog-reading and writing, painting, and maybe even sleep! 

Raise your hand if...you got to (finally) spend the afternoon in your art cottage playing in your own creative energy!  Yay!

Finished these four signs today...finally!  With all that's been going on here, it's been a few weeks since I could get out into my cottage and work, so today, barring any medical emergencies, I was headed out there come hell or high water!

The two town signs are for a teacher at school who ordered one for herself before Christmas, then ordered two more to give as gifts.  The black "Welcome Home" is for my daughter to give as a gift, and the cream "Welcome Home" will be for sale.   I took the DE-stressing quite literally on the cream one and distressed the hell out of it!   :)

Tomorrow I hope PLAN to get out there again and start on three new ones that are itching to be painted.  With February vacation coming up, my plan is to spend time each day painting or stenciling...it will be so therapeutic.

Happy Weekend to you!

Hi there.  First follow-up visit with Bob's doctor today and most everything is ok, with a few "small" glitches.  But, the doctor advises that we begin to explore Bob retiring early from UPS which is most certainly NOT what we expected at this stage of our lives.  Oh my.

As Roseann Roseanna Danna used to say...."it's always somethin'!"

Raise your hand if...you spent two hours shopping for stencils on eBay and ended up ordering three new ones!  I did too!

It was a perfect way to get mentally lost for a little while.  I can't wait to get to work on more signs asap. :)  Everything has been on hold for awhile...and now I want to get back to "playing in the creative energy"! I just hope Life obliges.

Crazy Two Weeks!

Holy crap, what a crazy two weeks!  Since Friday, January 21,  I have...been shocked, waited, prayed, cried, stared into space, read, worried, prayed some more, paced, been grateful, fell in love with the "angels in scrubs", texted everyone and their brother, walked to my car in the hospital parking lot at midnight, made phone calls to Bob's semi-estranged family, learned new medical lingo, walked the hospital halls with Bob leaning on an IV pole, asked questions,  and learned that even the "experts" don't know everything.

Once that was done, I...learned to rely on home nurses, got to know about Coumadin, did the damn snow removal, watched my youngest daughter learn to give her father injections, kicked and swore at the snowblower, threw a shovel,  changed bandages, went back to work, paid some bills, did some laundry, shoveled, kicked and swore at the snowblower again, mopped up the water leaking in to both bathrooms, filled my knee-highs with salt and threw them up onto the roof, then broke out into almost hysterical laughter at just how foolish it all looked, waited for the Coumadin Clinic to call with instructions, then brought Mom to the E/R last night, and inched home on ice-covered roads at midnight. 

 Through it all, I've been reminded of just how lucky I am to have my husband, my family, my friends, a job I enjoy, my health.  I'm also lucky to have Girl Scout cookies; I ate seven of them for breakfast today. :D