Big Wins and Stuff

I'm slowly recuperating from my Vegas trip and my ear drums are now at peace with me. They're letting my amp up the volume on my stereo in the studio. Hey, I can't dance to Lady Gaga, The Dave Matthews Band, Santana, etc. at whisper volume...needs to have my tunes loud in there!!

Speaking of trips, I got a call from my daughter Monday that she was sending me a ticket to come play in Austin during Spring break. I haven't seen my little guys since October and I'm really missing them. Besides, now I don't have to ship them their M&M dispenser and all the neat-o coloured M&M's I got them in Sin City at the M&M store. Speaking of which, I told the attendant who was pushing my mother's wheel chair at the Vegas airport I would never return...hate Vegas. She smugly said I'd be back, ala, A-nold!! I made it quite clear that the only way I'd be back is if someone were to bring back my ashes and spread them in the M&M store!!

I'm just now getting around to showing off my lovely wins from a contest and OWOH blog-0-thon. That was so much fun and I made some great new friends. The first photos are of a little contest Pam Smallcomb had over at her place, http://yoborobo.blogspot.com.

The lovely Carmen!

And a copy of her book.

The book is just too adorable and if you have little ones or have little grandies, I highly recommend you get a copy of her book. I ordered one from Pam with the names of my grandsons so she could personalize it and the boys think Meema is sooo cool, since she had the "author" autograph their copy...Meema thinks the "author" is just too cool too, thanks Pam!

I have a new buddy I met over at OWOH. Her name is Elena Cabral at
elena-myquest.blogspot.com. According to Elena, she's a newby at this and and still is unsure of her artist spirit. After seeing her work, I think her soul is soaring!

Well, good morning my friends. Took a little break, like overnight, to return to this blog. Have you ever noticed that certain foods can induce certain types of dreams? Last night I got a late start with dinner, not serving till after 8:00. Last evening I made cabbage rolls. Now I love cabbage rolls and they normally like me, but not after 8ish in the evening!! So last night I had some really funky dreams. The one I most remember, I was with my ex and our children were still little kiddos. I was feverishly looking for some clothes to pack for my daughter because we were "escaping" to Afghanistan to live with a bunch of goats!! Yes, folks, goats. Now some of you know my thing for goats, the name is just funny....g-o-a-t-s!! While traveling in the Austin area, we encountered many ranches that have free-range goats...what the hell is that all about. So my daughter and I became fascinated with the little beasties. Every time I go visit, we both yell out "goats" when we see a herd of them, or do they come in pods, or perhaps, gaggle...oh well, anyway, goats have always been a source of comedy for us. So for me to dream about us going to, of all places, Afghanistan to live among the goats was just too bizarre, even for me!! I can just see my ex living among the goats, Mr. designer shirt man!! If it doesn't have a polo player or Tommy logo on the shirt, he won't even consider it...however, I've read that Lacosta is coming back...let's hear it for that leetle croc or is it a 'gator???!!

The second dream was not bad at all. I dreamed of my cousin, Paul, working in the kitchen store I used to work at many years ago. He was young, mobile and was laughing his wonderful, infectious laugh!! Paul has been suffering from a condition brought on by a cancer treatment he had over 30 years ago. He was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor at the age of 21, he's now 62. He can no longer walk, feed himself, dress, bathe, well you get the idea. He's dependent on others to help him. He was told some years back by the neurosurgeons that they had good news and bad news about his condition; the bad news was that everyone who had the same treatment for that particular tumor were now deceased, the good news, he's the sole survivor, if you want to call it that. Basically, his brain is calcifying and he hasn't lived a quality of life in many years. He and I were very close as teenagers and young adults...people used to tell us to be careful because we could get emotionally attached, being first cousins and all. We were emotionally close, like brother and sister, that's it! He was tall, blond, good-looking, had this great laugh and had the kindest heart and soul.

In this dream he was taking care of customers, being the sweetheart he always was and the whole experience felt so natural and normal, except for the fact he never worked in that store, but did date the owner back in the day!! LOL I wondered why I dreamed of Paul and I'm almost afraid to think what this could mean, or is it just a dream.

Anyway, my advise is not to eat late, especially cabbage rolls because you could dream of goats and ex's!! It's time I get myself back into the studio and work on my shrine for the Oaxaca fundraiser. Yesterday, I spent 1 hour looking for some metal foil squares I know I had purchased prior to last Christmas. I cleaned my studio in January and it's been a bitch trying find thing, even though I labeled all the containers....must have been on crack the day I did the labeling! So instead of spending more time looking for them, I returned to Hobby Lobby today to buy 2 more packages, ouch!! Have a great weekend and hope many of you are experiencing a Spring thaw. Peace out.