Sunday, October 31, 2010

Two Very Serious Issues

I am going to step away from the usual in my blog- jewelry, life and other miscellaneous things, to address two very serious topics:


What is the deal with people who look at you like you are crazy when you eat batter?

Seriously- have I gone through life thinking myself and my family are the normal ones, when actually we are not?

I was making cookies the other day when friend of my daughters passed by and saw me swiping from the bowl, and it literally stopped her in her tracks!

She stared incredulously at me and just said :What are you doing?" with a weird intonnation to her voice?

Like I just sat down and starting nibbling on a still warm animal carcas

I had no response except to ask her if she wanted a swipe- it was like I offered her the leg of an antelope!

And this is not the first time I have come across this.

In my family, batter is like another food group.

I probably used to say to my kids, "dont forget to include your dough eating in part of a healthy diet" (I just dont remember)

It is better than the cooked result, no?

I dont think I can trust people who dont unsderstand the concept of batter eating.

What kink of real grasp of the here and now can they have?

And how can they pass judgement when they are guilty of things like taking a bite of a sandwich and a sip of drink together in one swallow-

this can literally make me gag!

or dipping french fries in mayonaise- which I know for fact in certain countries is punishable to the full extent of the law

So next time a batter doubter glares at me- think twice please!!


This next subject concerns a mystery.

Where do things go when they dissapear?

I know everyone wonders about that sock in the dryer thing.

But we have a bigger mystery going on here.

And ridiculous as it sounds, it is an unsolved mystery.

My son goes to sleep every night in his underwear, and    wakes up every morning without it-

and it is never found or seen again...

it is not stuffed behind a pillow-

not wedged between mattress and bed frame-

it is not in the bathroom, hallways or ceiling fan

It has just simply vanished.

It is getting to be a very expensive mystery.

I thought of setting up a video camera a la "paranormal Activity" but he is sure that we would see something way to creepy involving demons or worse

so the mystery continues.....

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Saturday, October 23, 2010

Take your daughter to work day!

I have been trying forever it seems to get my kids interested in learning how to make jewelry. And shocker of all shockers, they could care less about learing. My 16 years old son in still working on buttering his bagel on his own, so a fire and torch and saw, seemed a bit daunting, I suppose.

But today!!! Today I got my daughter to learn to make a ring with me. She picked out the stone and what style she wanted- she used the torch- she filed the metal- she soldered the parts and set the stone.

And this is the outcome! Isnt it great? It gave her a smile from ear to ear.

So we crowned her the ring princess!

Any my son did a hell of a job on the bagel, to boot! A good saturday...

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

And then there was one...

This is a very short tale of how our brain plays tricks on us.

I had two lovely larimar stones that I waited for weeks to get.

Beautiful sky blue...

I made the bezel... got everthing ready to solder.....

Then put my bezel to the side- my stone on the block- and applied flame

Well, to all sane people- this sounds WRONG!!!

Yet, I held onto that flame- even though something smelled weird- hmmm. what could that be?

I held it longer until I heard a popping noise- hmmm- what could that be?

Then I realized, I was essentially cremating my stone!!!

It was too late- and a big WHAT WAS I THINKING???

Now, the big question, should i be worried about this?

I prefer to chalk it up to too many things going on at once, and not call it early dimentia!!!

Yikes- and this is what remained of my lovely larimar...

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

This is what made me...

This is what made me.....

pull out my hair-

yell at the cat-

throw an apple against the wall-

eat about 25 marchmallows straight from the bag-

But in the end.....IT WAS WORTH IT!!!!!