Spirit in Motion, Ass on Couch

Anyway...I started sorting through my packed items, unloading baskets and bins, organizing some of my doodads and whatnots. I haven't even got everything moved out of the house yet, but what I do have moved is stacked all over hell's half acre. I tried to reduce before I packed, but I finally gave up and just threw it all in the car.

This has been an emotional, mixed up, overwhelming, sad, giddy, silly, busy Fall and Winter. Hopefully things have settled down a bit and I can shake this non-mono, non-strep, whateverthehellitis that's making mytonsils into giant strawberries. Thanks to some fine, fine modern chemical intervention, the tonsils are shrinking a little. I can swallow now. (Don't get all excited, fellahs. That's not what I meant, you pervs.)

I am getting a look at the pictures from the Spirit in Motion bellydance benefit over on tribe.net. (Thanks, Cheryl and Nicole!) My friends all look so happy and beautiful. Tribal Fire's Pirate number looks like it was a hoot! Thanks to Shanrae's hard work, and the work of many other people, but mostly Shanrae's drive and determination, the benefit raised over $2,100.00 this year for Akron Children's Hospital. I can't say I had much to do with that amazing feat this year, I was a lot out of it over here on Planet Pam. What I can say is that I am so proud of the company I keep and the friends I have made in the wonderful world of bellydance. They never give up, they always come through, and they a fun as heck!

Someone Bring Me Chlorosceptic, Please.

It's my tonsils: they are brightly colored and busting out all over. Its not strep, but it feels like it. The antibiotics are not doing anything yet. It's hurtie. Which, if you know me, you know makes me a whiney baby.

I'll tell you what. You can leave the Chlorosceptic on my stoop and run away before I answer the doorbell. That way you won't have to listen to me moan in agony or see my fabulous couch-pillow hairdo.

I am sad because I am missing our annual Tribal Fire belly dance show to benefit Akron Children's Hospital. They will be starting in a few minutes. Break a leg, ladies! I love you! I Miss you! I know you will do a beautiful job. What a bunch of special women I get to hang out with. :)

Country Living

I love my deck. LOVE it. I brought our old crockery over to add atmosphere to my already atmospheric nest.

Charlotte forcing me to nap on the dreaded Comfy Couch! Woe is me!

100 Things I love in This World

I love these 100 random things and more:

1. coffee

2. naps

3. kittens

4. sunshine

5. a good cry

6. laughing until I pee my pants

7. secret jokes

8. drumming

9. bellydancing

10. kissing

11. clean sheets

12. tattoos

13. lipstick

14. heart-shaped stones

15. Balvenie single-malt Scotch

16. campfires

17. Pennsic

18. gel pens

19. quilts

20. bare-foot grass

21. soft sand

22. Carraba's chicken trio<- I wanna take it out behind the bleachers and get it pregnant.

23. babies

24. steak

25. strong hugs

26. banter

27. girly girlfriends

28. books on cd

29. Beats Antique (music)

30. NPR

31. 11 wide shoes

32. McIntosh apples

33. rubber stamps

34. Hartville flea market

35. orphan earrings

36. vintage linens

37. boobs

38. having my own power drill

39. when cats roll on the ground

40. feeding people

41. being funny

42. Sunday-morning drive & parks

43. cemetaries

44. Richard Simmons

45. mysterious diseases

46. cutting up magazines

47. journaling

48. touching fabric

49. collecting digital images and ideas

50. taking pictures

51. being organized

52. being messy

53. sewing by hand

54. prayer

55. Screaming "WooooooooHoooo!!!!" really loud

56. being part of a closeknit group

57. talking like Austin Powers

58. singing my own words to songs

59. sex

60. weird glasses/spectacles

61. vivid dreams

62. Teesha Moore's blog

63. making my own dinner

64. having lunch with friends

65. french toast in the afternoon

66. smiling

67. hot baths

68. a clean house

69. my mom's voice

70. my family

71. losing weight

72. leather

73. my daughters

74. good jeans

75. underwires

76. libraries

77. office supplies

78. Christmas

79. lost weekends

80. burning candles

81. henna

82. a jingling coin belt

83. the color turquoise

84. doodling

85. magnets

86. rivets

87. handbound books

88. collage

89. claw-foot tubs

90. lists

91. tribe.net

92. melmac

93. butter

94. seashells

95. being alone

96. presents

97. being outdoors

98. long hair

99. old trunks

100. picking pimples

Nesting

I puttzed around the apartment this weekend. The snow is beautiful, and I love to look at it. I just don't feel like driving around in it, so I stayed home all weekend and made like June Cleaver. This is a fraction of my collection of fat quarter fabrics. The cart comes from an old hardware store that my brother Scottie bought out when it closed.
I like it because I can stuff it full and still be able to see what's in there to play with. Plus, it's on wheels!

The coke bottle came from Scottie too. It's perfect for my wholesale quantity of fiber fill.

I'm still working on organizing the studio/closet.

One of my quilts hangs over the bedroom door. The squares are 1inch x 1 inch. What I love about this quilt is the border. I seem to remember borrowing ma's sewing machine to stitch around the apliques. If I had tried to blanket stitch those by hand, I would still be at it now 15 years later.

I put the Christmas ornaments away and put this out instead: My tie-wire tree and a pretty box from ma and dad.

I was lucky enough to be given this pretty sofa by a sweet friend of my parents. That's my first attempt at a yo-yo quilt.

Fluffy little love muffin Lucy is not annoyed at having her photo taken. Much.

Charlotte never even twitched at the camera flash.

She's so happy in her new home. She has been spotted PLAYING!! Playing!!! She likes to kill her purple mousie toy a lot. At 15 years old, she's rediscovering her youth. Sometimes she sleeps snuggled up next to me on the couch, but the bathroom sink is her favorite napping place.

More Apartment Pics

This is my art room/studio/closet. It was inspired by my dream studio of all time at the home of favorite artists Teesha and Tracy Moore.

Yep, that's my bedroom wall above. The original barn wall. Totally bitchin, no?

I am in love with that light fixture. I have to remember where Scottie got it. It came from online somewhere, but, for the life of me, I can't remember where he said he got it.

Single Sort Of

I am living in my apartment now. It is already home. My family has enfolded me. They have all been so generous and loving, it has been a great comfort. I did not anticipate the emotional upheaval I feel. I was so excited about finally making a fresh start. I thank God for my family and my friends every day. This confusion and pain will pass with their help. I just have to learn to accept it with open arms. I am a stubborn wench.

I miss my kids. Oh, I see them every day except for the oldest who left for college again yesterday. I missed them this much when I was living with them too. They are all so grown up.