Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Just a Quickie

Good Morning, my lovely bloggie buddies.  Just wanted to come by and share a few words and perhaps, a rant here and there.

As most of you, I've been busy getting prepared for Christmas.  Sweet man and I returned from our little Thanksgiving vacae in late November and the rush was on.  Unfortunately, I wasted 2 very precious days by laying on my bed or kneeling before the Porcelain Goddess.  I visited my doc the week after our return, and he prescribed yet another bp medication.  The last one we tried just about did me in, so he decided to try another approach and another type of drug, but in a low dosage.  Long story short, didn't work either.  I'm hyper sensitive to many medications and these were pretty common bp meds, but not for me!  Decided I'll just take my chances on risking that stroke!!  LOL

Today, I begin the Christmas bake-o-thon.  On today's menu, I will be making Mexican Wedding cookies, Biscochos and if I haven't ended up in the ER from diabetic shock, Toll House Cookies.  Actually, I'm not much of a sweet eater, but I have my trusty resident cookie sampler, my son, Ian.  I contemplated on making New Mexico Biscochitos, but I made them many years ago, in my previous life, and they were not appreciated.  I suppose it's the hint of the anise  flavour and the pinion nuts.  I love them and have a really good recipe my ex-sister-in-law gave me back when she was working on the rez as a nurse living in Farmington, NM.  Anyway, for those of you who would like the Mexican version, visit my Dec. blog from last year, I have the recipe posted plus, photos.

I really need to run but before I leave, wanted to post a picture of my honey and me in front of the Alamo, in San Antonio, TX.  The River Walk and the entire area was all lit up for the season and it was just gorgeous weather during our visit.



Now for something completely different.  The other morning, as I was brushing my teeth, I took notice of my "display" on top of the toilet tank.  I couldn't help but get a bit philosophical about the whole scene, that is, realizing I'm an old fart, a really old fart!  After about 3 seconds of that downer, I couldn't help but laugh hysterically and share this with you, my friends.  Hope you take the time to laugh at yourself on occasion because let's face it, life can be just too funny.  I should mention, beneath the monthly copy of the AARP magazine, are a couple of Diabetic Forecast publications.



Oh yes, one more thing.  I discovered this wonderful nut cracker.  No, it's not those cute little German figurines, but something much more practical and is multi-purpose.  I had forgotten I purchased this some years ago and for some reason, put it away in some obscure area in the room off the pantry.  How happy I was, when I came across it and now swear by it....best nut cracker, EVER!!!



Well, it's time to "take it to the couch," (for those of you who remember Dean Martin's closing lines from his television show back in the 70's) and get this bake-o-thon going.  I'm hoping to come by and wish you all a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, but if I don't get that opportunity, please have a wonderful next two weeks and take my advise, don't count calories...that's what New Year resolutions are all about, but don't ask me, I don't believe in them!!  Peace out.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Dropping By To Say "Hello!"

Morning my bloggy buds.  Haven't been around in a bit, so I thought I'd check in and let you know this far West TX girl is still alive and kicking.  I returned from my trip to Austin, TX, visiting my 5 grandchildren and daughter.  I also stayed with one of my best buds, Renie, for a couple of days.  My daughter lives in Round Rock, which is north Austin, and Renie lives in south Austin, where the action is.

I spent 5 days with the daughter and grandies and would you believe, Andria and I are still speaking to one another!!  LOL  Actually, it was a really nice visit and a real eye-opener.  With 5 children, raging from ages 12 years to 10 months, her life is a whirl-wind and her schedule exhausted me; the girl lives in her mini-van.  We spent most of our time riding around, running errands and buying food!!  LOL

Halloween was especially fun.  All of us dressed up and went Trick-or-Treating around her rather large neighborhood   What surprised me the most, was how many people just left a large bowl of candy outside their front door, with a note instructing the little goblins to just take one!  Really?????!!   I had to laugh at the fact that it can't be done here in El Paso!! Not only would the said little rug rats and teenies take as much as they wanted, but the bowl would disappear too!!  LOL  That doesn't speak well for my townies, but hey, that's just the reality of it.  Around here, you have adults putting out their bags along with their 2 day old infant's bags!!  I recall once, many years ago, a group of neighbors, the whole family, came by and everyone had a bag...about 20 people in total.  According to my friend, who had just moved here from Mexico City, she wasn't sure who really lived in that house since she never saw the same people coming in or out!!  LOL  Anyway, my oldest son, Joel who was 15 at the time, was distributing the candy, was asked by one of the women if that bottle of bubbles in the planter was his...he told her no, so she took it!!  The bubbles belonged to his younger brother, who was not allowed to blow them in the house, so he left them in the planter in front of the house.  I was floored at what happened and even more so, at my son's lack of interest.  Never left anything out in the front anymore!!  The only reason she didn't take the planter too was that it weighed a ton. One of the other Halloween's, I was taking my youngest across the street when a van full of trick-or-treaters was parked on the street and I noticed this man holding my neighbor's cat.  I told him the cat belonged to my next door neighbor and his reply was that he found it in the street (on their lawn), therefore,  it was his.  I then directed him to where a policeman lived on our block and he handed the cat back to me.  I went to our newly moved neighbors, a couple from Nebraska, and advised them to never allow their cat or any other animal out during Halloween...things tend to disappear.

My Halloween Crew.  From left to right, Mario (Zach),
Wolfman (Ryan), Zombie Harry Potter (Sean),
Lady Bug (Zoe) and the Little Lion (Sammy)

Kitty Perry (daughter, Andria) and that very ke-wel witch is yours truly

I know I had a picture of us in full-costume, but I can't seem to locate it, but ya get the picture, literally!!  LOL

Last Sunday, on the 4th of Nov., we participated in the 5K Komen Race For the Cure.  It was in downtown Austin, and I had never been so close to our Capital building ever.  Wish I could have given Gov. Perry the finger, but nah, wasn't around!!  LOL  I was in awe of the crowd and all those wonderful people who were participating, obviously, in different stages of their illness..such bravery and courage.  While my daughter and all her friends, except Tommye who walked with me, they ran it. I usually walk that much or more on my treadmill, but walking on city streets with hills makes it a whole different world...OY!!  I've lost some weight, so obviously, the first place it shows are my feet, apparently, because my athletic shoes were huge on me.  I told Tommye to head on out because I just couldn't keep up with her fast pace, not with those shoes.  I even thought of ducking out but it hit me, I don't know my way around downtown Austin, so I decided to stick with it, blistered feet and all, and make it to the finish line.  It took me a bit over an hour, but I made it, with everyone in our group cheering me on from the sidewalk!!  LOL  Ah, youth!!




My daughter, the one to my left, ran it and she's gotten the 5K bug.  She's already entered a couple of more races and the one I can't wait to see pics of is the Zombie Run next month...now that's going to be fun!!  LOL

I recently finished my book club reading for the month of Nov.  Unfortunately, I was unable to attend my group due to a slight cold I picked up in Austin, but I just had to finish it since it was a good read.  The book is "Bless Me, Ultima," by Rodolfo Anaya.  I recall finding it in a small bookstore in Santa Fe back in the 80's and reading it then.  It was apparently quite controversial at the time of it's publishing, in the 70's, but I suppose things have mellowed, or I have mellowed, but I didn't find it controversial at all.  I call Anaya a "painterly author," that is, he paints with words.  I'm very familiar with that part of New Mexico and I could see the landscape just as he described it. It's about a boy who becomes very close to an elderly "curundera" or healer, that come lives with his family.  It's a beautifully written piece of literature and I highly recommend it.

Well, it's time to get my day started and do something constructive.  Right now, I'm going through a "creative dry spell" which most of us go through now and again, but I'm sure things will start picking up once the holidays kick in...I hope!!  If I don't post before Thanksgiving, since this week is going to be pretty busy and I'll be gone the following 2 weeks, please have a wonderful Thanksgiving!  For those of you who are those crazies and wait for hours in line outside Target or your local mall on Black Friday, please stay warm and safe and yes, you're crazy!!  LOL  Also, for my non-American friends who don't celebrate our day of gluttony, have a great week.  Peace out.

Friday, October 26, 2012

More Calaca Love and Dem Sum


Today, I begin my countdown for my week in Austin, TX.  My daughter and her family live there and I try to get out there as many times as possible...the incentive...my 5 grandchildren.  My oldest, Joel, will be coming down from Ft. Worth during the weekend for a visit to, I think, but if not, I'll see him at Thanksgiving.  My hubby and I will be making a road trip to Austin/Houston/San Antonio during that holiday week.  I had always said that as long as my mother is still with us, I would spend all holidays here at home.  However, the rules sort of changed a little over a month ago, before she was hospitalized.  My sister made plans for she and my mother to return to Phoenix to attend my niece's confirmation ceremony and then off to Mission Viejo, CA to spend Thanksgiving with my little brother and his family.  Well ya know what they say about the best laid plans??? During that time, my sweet man and I decided to make our own plans.  He normally goes to Houston during the Thanksgiving week to visit his oldest son and his family; also, his daughter and grandson have been going down there from Chicago the last couple of years.  We decided since mom would be in CA, we'd go and spend the holiday with our children, however, I would remain in Austin and he travel on to Houston.  The Sat. after Thanksgiving, my daughter, Andria, will drive to to my step-son's home in Houston, and I'll be spending the weekend with them.

I had mentioned to my hubby that I hate that long drive back to El Paso from Houston...I'd rather have a root canal, it's faster and less painful!!  Crossing the great state of Texas is no fun...lots of nothing in between.  So he surprised me with a couple of days in San Antonio, staying in a nice hotel on the River Walk to enjoy the sites ( I hope he doesn't want to go to the Alamo...been there, done that and once is enough!!). We haven't really had a vacation in about three years, only visiting our perspective children and grandchildren in order to get out of town.  The drive back is more scenic, so we'll only have to deal with less of "a lot of nothing" from San Antonio than from Houston!!

I completed a couple of coffee bowls for my daughter.  She's a Starbucks ho and the girl loves her coffee.  The other day, I mentioned a cute bowl she had gotten me years ago with the Cheshire cat on it, I love the Cheshire cat, and that our cleaning lady had broken the saucer.  She had no idea what I was talking about, that is, a coffee bowl.  I explained to her what it was and she then said she wanted a bowl.  During one of my visits to Big Lots, I found a couple  of white ceramic bowls and purchased them.  So here are the fruits of my very fun labour and it was really quite easy to make...love those enamel paints!!



I also wanted to show you another little project I did some time back.



Well, my dalings, I must start my day.  Will be making Caldo de Res (Beef Soup) for the family and need to  start cooking the hell out of the stew meat for the goodies I'll be adding later on.  Have a great weekend and as always, peace out.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Calaca Love

Calaca Frida Wall Clock




Altoid Box Calaca Doll


Afternoon, my lovelies.  Don't have lots of time to write, but thought I'd add a couple more of my Calaca Creations for your viewing pleasure.  It seems my time is shrinking these days since mom's gone home and recovering there; even with my sister comfortably installed now, I seem to have practically no time anymore.

I've also been cooking for them.  Yes, you're wondering why my sis doesn't or can't cook??!!  Well, believe me, she has no culinary talents beyond skinless,  baked chicken breasts!!  LOL  So, I'm doing a bit of cooking for the both of them, but the deal is if I'm cooking for them, I will also cook for my hubby and me, so it's not a bad deal and lots easier on my grocery bill too!!

Well, folks, just got the call that Miss Daisy is ready and needs to be picked up from her hair appointment.  Have a great day and hopefully, I can post more of my little skelly creations later this week.  Peace out.



Friday, October 19, 2012

Mas Calaca Love

Hola y'all!  It's been a long week and I've been busy preparing for my Halloween trip to Austin, TX.  I shall be Trick-or-Treating with my four grandchildren.  Sadly, my oldest grandson, Sean, will not be joining us  because he has a school commitment.  Who does that on that night???  He's in the middle school band, so apparently, he has to perform for some program at a mall or where ever.  My daughter will be making things up for him by having a Halloween party that weekend.  I already have my costume.  I bought this great decorated witches hat and yesterday, I purchased some white and orange striped knee-high socks.  I have this mid-calf black dress that will be part of my costume.  I was planning on painting my face, but I decided I might scare my youngest two babies...fear and rejection are not on the menu!!  LOL

Before I bid you adieu, I wanted to show you a couple additions to my little Calaca family.  I just completed a couple masks, one will be coming along with me to Austin and the other is off to Chicago.










Also, I was inspired by my granddaughter's doo.  So I created this little pumpkin calaca face in her honour...she will also be accompanying me to Austin, the pumpkin, that is!!

My precious little Zoe



See a resemblance??  LOL









Well, my dear ones, I must continue my day; take a large container of homemade "albondiga soup" (Mexican meatballs) to my mom and sis, buy a couple of birthday cards for my sweet man who turns 60 tomorrow, make a batch of banana pudding for my son as a belated birthday treat (my mother entered the hospital the week he turned 27), and a delish Texas Mud Cake for my honey.  The fact this man loves chocolate was one of the reasons I fell in love with him!!  LOL  Have a great weekend all and peace out.









Friday, October 12, 2012

Calaca Love Cont.

Sorry about not being vigilant about posting my calacas, but ya know, sometimes life gets in the way!!  LOL







Here's another sweet little calaca couple that now reside in Arizona.  Peace out.

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Longevity, BM'S & More Calaca Love

Well, hello, fellow bloggers.  It's been a while but I just don't know where the time went.  I don't intend on finishing this blog today since I have many miles to go before I lay my weary head, but I'm going to start it today and see where I finally complete this mission.  First, where in the hell did the summer go to??  I mean, it's still a bit warm here in ol' far West Texas, but it looks like the hellish temps have taken their adieu for now and it's actually a bit milder, in the lower 90's-upper 80's...hey, around here, that's mild.  I was looking at the temps in Chicago, where my stepdaughter and grandson live and today, it's hitting a mere 56...that's what we call "winter" out here!!

I'll explain a bit where I've been lately, other than not being online.  My mother turned 90 Sept. 12th and two weeks later, she ended up at hospital.  Actually, she's been feeling a bit under-the-weather since last year, but it all came crumbling down last month.  The first tell-tale sign, was her inability to get her balance.  Sometimes, she'd just fall forward, no tripping, or slipping, just a forward fall.  In a matter of 3 weeks, beginning the week before her birthday, she went from using a cane on rare occasions, to using it constantly, and within a couple of days, from the cane to a walker, the next day, a wheel chair.  The day after the wheel chair shock, she called me and told me she was dying.  It's times like these you wish you could find a worm hole and be there in a matter of seconds.  I ended up calling the ambulance and she was rushed to a local hospital. While there, she was in a lot of pain and discomfort complaining of spasms and pain in her legs, problems breathing and complete lethargy...with no oxygen going through the ol' system and brain.  She had 3 docs attending her, 2 of which were specialists, a cardiologist and a nephrologist.   Fluid had been found in both her lungs and heart and her kidney's were also compromised.  The feelings were that her anti-anxiety medication, which she has been on since '95, was causing a sodium deficiency.  After loading her up with fluids to replace her sodium, the cardiologist said to remove them due to the build up and has limited her to 6 cups of fluid per day plus, oxygen round the clock.   She was there for three days and was released to my care.  I brought her to my home and there, her recovery began.  She's now back at her own house with my sister newly moved in to care for her.  Please keep them in your prayers and as she told me the other day, "I just ask God to allow me to live a bit longer so I can enjoy my beautiful remodeled house!"  That's my mom!!! LOL


You're probably wondering what's with the BM topic on my subject line??  Well, one thing you don't know about my mom and her family, is that they are very conscientious about their "daily" bowl movements.   Many years ago when I was dating my now ex-husband, he came over to meet some of my family members, maternal grandparents, aunt, uncle and their cousin.  Thankfully, he wasn't able to follow the conversation since everyone was speaking in Spanish, but it then shifted to English when my aunt made a comment about being rude to my boyfriend and she understood that, since her husband was from Ohio.  Anyway, they started all over again and the poor ex just didn't know what to make of it. He sat there quietly and after we said our good-byes and left for a bite to eat, we got into the car, he started the engine and said, "I've never known a more shit-conscious family in my life" and began to laugh, told him, "Welcome to my life!"

So while my mother was in the hospital, in all her pain and discomfort, "poop"  was on the brain in her world!  Even though she slept through most of her stay, she kept a mental record of how many times or rather, the lack of it.  Once here at my house, fully conscious, the "poop" anxiety was at full throttle.  I know that I'm at a certain age where I personally don't give a "poop" about what people think of me, because when I went to Walgreens, mom's dictated list in hand, I asked the young man who was in the healthcare products section where I could find Fleet enemas and adult diapers in front of a long line of folks waiting to get their flu shots.  I noticed a few jaws hit the ground and some "yucky" faces in the crowd, but as a good friend once said, "Here's 50 cents, go call someone who gives a sh-t!" I didn't even blink when I asked for directions.  So I filled my basket with an econo-size box of Depends, Fleet enemas, baby wipes, a rather large bottle of prune juice and a bag of pistachios for me!!!  If the the vast majority of Texans had their way, we would have voted for liquor to be sold in drug stores, but the good ol' boys in the Texas legislator won't hear of it, but if they did , I would have picked a large bottle of vodka instead, but pistachios would do.  So off I went back to my house, holding said items in bags and handed them to her; you could have sworn it was Christmas morning!!!!!!!  She then eyed my pistachios....nuts are good for constipation apparently! I'll finish the story here since I doubt any of you are interested in the end result.  I can feel eyes rolling right about now!

So on to "longevity," what's the big deal??  It runs on both sides of my family, regardless of serious health issues, people don't die young, and that's a good thing.  I watched the decline of my wonderful maternal grandparents, my grandfather's leg pains due to circulatory problems, among many others and my grandmother's beautiful mind destroyed by numerous strokes.  My oldest son, Joel, has only one memory of her, we had gone to visit my mother, where she was caring for my grandmother while my aunt and uncle were on a well-deserved cruise.  My grandmother was sitting across from three year old Joel and  14 month old Andria, and was being fed  watered down oatmeal by the lady who cared for her.  She was oblivious to anyone in the room and began choking on her food.  It was quite a scene...all of us were scrambling to get her breathing again, but my children sat there, eyes wide open as they watched the very scary site play out.  Joel's only memory is that one.  I told him that when he was 3 weeks old, I took him over to meet his great-grandmother and she held him, kissed him on the head and called him, "Mi capitansito, " or my little captain.  She had already lost her sight from several mini-strokes, but she managed to maintain that sparkle in her eye. She had this wonderful wit and humour about her and I've been told by my mother and my beautiful late aunt, I reminded them of her, that's a compliment, a huge one!

I am reminded of the day I had to cross town   to my aunt's house because my grandmother refused to take her medications.  She kept accusing my aunt and uncle that they were poisoning her.  My mother went over and tried to remedy the situation, but she also accused my mom of the same thing.  She then asked her who she trusted and her reply was, "Mi Toti!"  So off I went and arrived seeing my grandmother quietly sitting on the edge of her bed.  I was able to give administer her meds without incident and she then asked me to take her to the bathroom, which was right off her bedroom.  She instructed me to put on her coat, which somewhat confused me, but did so and wrapped a red rebozo (shawl) that was on a chair and carefully guided her to the bathroom which was just a few steps from her room.  She asked me to do the strangest thing, she asked me to take the old broom stick that was hanging on the wall and check for snakes or spiders that might be hiding in the toilet.  First of all, there was no broom stick on the wall and I knew darn well there were no snakes or spiders hiding inside the toilet.  It suddenly occurred to me, she was back in Pitiquito, her childhood home in Sonora, Mexico, and I was taking her to the outhouse!  I took the opposite end of the plunger that was behind the toilet and pretended that I was checking for varmints and that seemed to satisfy her fears!  My grandmother passed away quietly in her sleep in February of 1980, she was 93 years old.   Her wake was a celebration of her life and for the exception of an aunt who had not been very kind to her, all of us thanked the good Lord that she was now with my wonderful grandfather and other members of her rather colourful family.

Now my other grandmother, who I wasn't particularly close to because she just wasn't a very warm, nurturing, loving or kind person, but that's another story, lived to be 101.  About a week before she died, I went to visit her in the hospital and she said, she wanted a sandwich, to which I asked her what kind, she told me to make some suggestion.  I went down the line till we stopped at cheese.  I called the nurse in, asked her if she could call the kitchen and have them bring her a cheese sandwich. The nurse said she was on a restricted diet and that wasn't on the menu.  Really lady, come on, she's 101!!!!  So I went to my parents house, fixed her a cheese sandwich, brought it back to her where she ate every crumb.  She passed a week later; I've always wondered if I was responsible for that!!!

Of my mother's family, there's only three left, her brother and her first cousin.  My poor uncle, who's 92, is in some horrid parallel world and has no idea who anyone is and has to be fed through a tube in his stomach.  I spoke with my cousin the other day and she was telling me stories about how she's been handling all this, and we both laughed till we cried.  I told her she needed to write a book about her experiences since she also cared for her mother before she died.  I told her there is a very special place in heaven for people like her.  My mother and her cousin are still lucid, but her cousin is about 8 years younger, or more, don't really know.  Like I said, longevity rules in my family, but at what cost.  I watched my father, aunts, and uncles suffer well into their 80's and 90's.  So what does that mean for my generation, perhaps we'll be the record breakers.  It tore me up to see my mother in so much pain and worse yet, all that confusion.  She's always had a sharp mind, but age is robbing her of it, except her memories of her life with dad and we children.  She's always repeating the same stories to me as if they were being said for the first time...I just sit and listen to them again and again.  I watched her during her recent visit at the hospital and I began thinking, "I don't want to do this, I don't want to live like this."  So in conversation with my daughter, I stated that longevity is over-rated, she then said, "Don't worry mom, I'll make sure I get you a really good nurse!"  I then told her not to waste her money, hire a hit man for cheap, she then said she wanted that in writing; I told her not only would I put it in writing, but I'll have it notarized!!!  LOL  This is how we deal with sadness, we laugh about it.

Now on to "art."  Well, I haven't been doing lots of that lately for obvious reasons, but I was able to complete some of my calaca masks which I began earlier in the summer.  I'm so put out with Michaels since they only sell so many of the calaca paper mache masks and when that shipment is done, they make no effort to order more.  Come on Michael's, you must consider regions when it comes to your stores... we have the perfect demographics for this sort of product and we need more paper mache skeleton masks. One size doesn't fit all!!!  Last year one of my blog buddies was working in Atlanta, GA at the time and they didn't seem to be very popular where he was at, so he sent me a box full of them and for that, thank you, Judah...couldn't have made them this year if not for you.  I guess I'll just have to jump on the Michael's truck as it arrives at my local store to get a chance to buy more next year.

This also will fulfill my "Calaca Love," display.  As I mentioned in an earlier post, I'm participating in Rebecca's Calaca Love, a calaca per day for the month of Oct.  Please go on over to her blog, link is in this past Sunday's post, and check her out.  She's a fabulous artist and one hell of a writer.  Better yet, follow her and get involved with all the wonderful offerings she has...it's fun and a great way to meet other like-minds.





The only venue I have for any thing I post is through me.  I haven't updated my Etsy page in over a year and I will eventually, but for now, if anyone is interested in any of these "beauties," let me know...send me an email at http://barrobabe54@yahoo.com.  Well, I think it's time I take it down the road and get going on some more fun stuff.  My daughter asked me to make a pretty pink mask to hang over my granddaughter's crib.  Hmm, wonder how many years of therapy that's going to cost them!!  LOL  I'm also sending another one to my grandson in Chicago...he loves "Meema's bones," as he calls my skelly art. He's four years old, going on 4000, hence, why I call him the "4000 Year Old Midget!"  Have a great week and I shall be posting more calacas as October passes on by.  Peace out.

Mas Calaca Amor


It's always sunny in my studio, come rain (hardly, since I live in the desert Southwestern part of the U.S.!!  LOL) and shine and we have lots of sunshine.  Look at that face, only a mother could love that face and I do!!!  My little calaca dude is sending much sunshine and love to you all.  Peace out.

Sunday, October 7, 2012

And More Calaca Love



And he said, "Divina, te adoro," and she said, "Y yo tambien, mi amor."  Enjoy my little calaca bride and groom, which were actually made for a real bride and groom, my daughter and her hubby.  Peace out.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Calaca Love, Cont.


Here are a couple of my lovely little Catrina ladies. Viva las Calacas!!  Peace out.

Friday, October 5, 2012

Calaca Love

Just a short one.  I'm in the process of writing a longer one, but that's a work in progress.  Until then, I want to share a wonderful blog and hopefully you all might want to enter.  As always, Rebecca has a fun time over at her place and I'm so very thankful I know this wonderful lady.  Please check out her blog and join in the Calaca fun!!  Here's where you can find her:
http://corazon.typepad.com/recuerda_mi_corazon/2012/10/la-calaca-love.html

Here are my fun Calacas for today.


Peace out.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Hell-ooooooo

Well, how the hell is everyone???  I know, I've been gone a bit, but I have a good reason...blogger sucks!!  I was unable to get my page back and my all the wonderful people I follow.  I really don't know what happened, but I decided to return today and here I am, back into the fold.  Who knows about tomorrow, but tomorrow is another day...ok, Scarlett O'Hara said it first, but she was sooo right!!

So what have I been doing lately, well not much, other than artwork and doing some reading.  I know I should keep a diary or keep some account of stuff that pops into my head, good fodder for writing about it, but I forget that too.  I think the last time I posted any artwork was back in June...now my past.  I have been working on the cocohead dolls and framed heads and I think I've finished what I began back in  May, but I'll have to check that out, since my studio right now looks as if someone threw a hand grenade in there and shut the door.

It's just been too hot to clean my studio and I still don't have refrigerated air conditioning, so I'm still dealing with that swamp cooler and a gazillion oscillating fans, thanks to a fabulous fan sale at Walmart last month.  When the rest of the country was roasting, actually, we here in the Southwest were having some nice weather, well, at least they weren't in the 3 digits, but now that August is here, summer's back....pinchi August.  What's such a big deal about August, it's a boring month, except for you young mommies who are finding your budget being challenged buying all those "must-have" school supplies...oy, how I remember those days!!  And do kids use lunch boxes anymore???  I remember an array of lunch boxes stacked up in my garage many years ago in my other life....Hello Kitty, Batman, and ugh, Barney...I hate the purple puppet and now my 3 year old grandson, Sammy, loves him...I really believe that purple thing is sending out subliminal messages to our toddlers...my daughter obediently gives him his "coookies and Jews (juice) in order to get him to bed for a nap...see, I told you so!!

I'm returning to Austin, again, in late October.  When my 3 older grandsons were here visiting their father, I had them for a day.  In conversation, I told them I would like to return to Austin in Oct. or Nov. they unanimously said for me to come for Halloween, so I shall be doing the Trick-or-Treat thing in Austin this year.  Should be fun and bring back memories of my own trek around the neighborhood with my little changelings all those many years ago, but this time, I won't be able to ransack their candy!!  They'll probably have it booby-trapped and I'm diabetic now, so that fun is over!!  I'll be staying for the first week of Nov., hoping I'll be able to catch the Dia de los Muertos parade and shenanigans on S. Congress St. that first Sat.  Then it's off to spend a couple of days with my ol' buddy, Renie and "El Blue Eyes."  Have a story about ol' Jim, Renie's hubby and how he got that name.

Many years ago while I was very active in my kids elementary school, I was room mother coordinator, and a member of the PTA, where I met Renie.  She joined the PTA with me and we both were the "hospitality" ladies, since we were so hospitable!!  LOL  The year before, I would stand out with my buddies from the volunteer group, a rambunctious group of crazy Latina women, some from this side of the river and others from the other side.  Anyway, we began noticing this premature graying man, actually, his hair and beard were all white, and he had these incredible blue eyes, hence the name, "El Blue Eyes."  Every time we'd see him come, he was either holding a darling, cherubic faced blue-eyed little blond baby boy and/or holding the hand of another equally adorable little 4 year old.  Once the kids came out, we lost our focus on "El Blue Eyes," and began looking for our own little cherubs...OY!  Well, one volunteer appreciation luncheon, actually later on that year, our teachers and staff thew us this nice little meal and gave out door prizes and such.  Renie had to leave early since she was in the process of working and attending school for her real estate license.  I  told her if she won anything, I would take it to her house after school.  Well, low and behold, she won a door prize, so I did what I told her I'd do, I went to her house, which was pretty close to the school.  I approached the door, rang the bell and who, to my hu-eg surprise answered the door, "EL BLUE EYES!!"  I handed him the prize and weaved back and forth to my car...so Renie was married to "El Blue Eyes!!!!???"  Anyway, when she called later to thank me, I told her the story and we both laughed till we cried.  Fast forward this past May when I was in Austin visiting again, one evening all her children, all 4 of the 5, were there joining us for dinner, Renie told me to tell them the story of "El Blue Eyes."  Poor Jim, I don't think life has been the same since I told the kids the story about how their dad was a blue-eyed icon for a bunch of crazy Mexican ladies!!

Well, it's getting late and my Chihuahuas are really getting on my nerves about feeding them...don't get it, they get the same stuff every day and they still look forward to it...we should all learn from them!!  LOL  Before I go, I want to leave you with the latest little cocohead dolls and a pic of my adorable, Zoe (umlaut over the e).  She's almost 7 month and just a bundle of shear adorableness, but then, she's my granddaughter so I can brag!!

Frida Cocoheads with hand painted clothes.



My Little Zoe

Well, folks, hope I don't fade away again and I promise I shall visit your blogs, my lovlies, but first it's lunch time for the doggetts.  Peace out.

Friday, July 13, 2012

Just Some Stuff

Good Morning My Bloggy Buddies.  I can't believe it's been so long since I've written any pearls of wisdom or at least one or two rants...I'm losing my touch!!  LOL  Like so many of you, I can't blame it on the weather or brown outs or blow outs or whatever whirls your electricity.  Actually, the Southwestern part of the U.S. has been quite nice, a little humid, but nice.  We had triple digit temps in June, but what else is new, but it was soon broken with the promise of rain, or as it's called around here, the "monsoon season!"  Hey, when we get more than 4" of rain/year, that's a monsoon!!  LOL  Anyway, it seems we got our years worth on Wed. and of course, Miss Daisy and I were out in it.  I swear, it seems when it rains out here, all the idiots who normally stay in-doors and stay put and away from any moving vehicles, take that opportunity to decided to take a spin around town...can you spell  "H-y-d-r-o-p-l-a-n-i-n-g!!!?"  The thing with rain out here is that it pours for a few minutes, I mean real "frog chokers" then it abruptly ends, with the sun shinning through the dark clouds and in a matter of minutes, the the sky is bright blue again.  We're under water restrictions and have been for the last 20 years, in seems, so when it rains, our rather dead looking grass lawns, for those of us who havent' gone xerioscaping (sp. but what that means, is putting in rocks and desert plants that don't require hardly any water) yet or ever, look green and lush during the rainy season, which is coming to an end very soon.

Currently, I'm waiting for my physician to call me back due to a medicine malfunction.  He prescribe a beta-blocker for my increased heart rate and blood pressure and I've only been on it for a couple of days and already I'm feeling pretty crappy...hell, I could have dropped from a stroke and never feel this badly!!  It has a list of warnings and "possible" side affects and of course, Georgina has them all!  It affects one's blood sugar if your a diabetic, which I am, and yesterday, I had difficulty with mine...it dropped to 67, which is normal for those without the disease, but for those of us who have it, well, it's "fainting" time for us!! I ate 3 of those glucose sugar tablets and it inched up to 79...big deal!! Last night, I finally gave up and headed to the bedroom about 7ish, after making dinner which I couldn't even look at...bleh!!  My honey took off today so we could have a nice 3 day weekend, and we've been looking forward to it for a couple of weeks now.  I had my son, Ian, visiting for a bit over a month, so he was my constant companion during that time until Sunday, when his father came to pick him up.    Anyway, I decided I didn't want to extend this into the weekend, so I made the call about 10 mins. ago so let's see how long it will take for either him or his nurse to call back...doctors...OY!!

I've found my way back into the studio lately and am making some more of my coco-head dollies.  I posted one last month my blog and I've made one more.  Actually, I completed one more...have some heads waiting for their bods.  This one is a framed skellie coco-head.  I also am going to make small "Frida" coco-head dolls and cut out their clothing yesterday so I can start painting on the fabric.  No, I haven't set up my Etsy shop yet, but again, if anyone is interested, let me know.  He can be yours for a mere $35 plus shipping.  I don't have a PayPal account set up either, so if any of you are into instant gratification, sorry.  I do accept checks and money orders, for now till the Paypal thing is ready.





My Fridas & skellie head.



Also, I have to show you pics of my two younger grandies, Sammy and Zoe (umlout over the e...still don't know how to do it on blogger).

My Sammy with his "Green Eggs & Ham" shirt and his kew-el Vans

My "Yankee Doodle" sweetness







My cousin asked me the other day how I can not be visiting every month  to enjoy these little morsels of preciousness and they are!! However, I explained to her that these children need both a mother and grandmother and if I did visit every month, someone would die!!!  LOL  I will be visiting again in late Oct.  While my older 3 grandsons were here visiting their father, I had them for a day...usually, I take them for more days during their visit, but I just couldn't get my schedule in order to see them more often.  Anyway, they asked me to visit for Halloween, thus, I made reservations and I will be there for the All Hallows festivities and hopefully the "Day of the Dead" festivities down on S. Congress St. in Austin that  weekend, since I'm extending my stay into November.   South Congress has all those cute little trailer eateries and very cool shops and of course, one can sit and watch the show of very "authentic" individuals strutting their very authentic selves....love it!!

Well folks, I'm sure I could write more, but I'm hungry and I'm in the mood for pancakes, so I'm off to the kitchen to make some, of course, we could always get dressed and head on out to the I-Hop...nah, I'll just make my own.  Have a great weekend and as always, peace out.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Wine, Movies, Art & Dem Sum




Good morning my fellow bloggers and stalkers.   Hope all had a great weekend and looking forward to another great week of learning, creating or just vegging, what ever floats your boat.  I'm still trying to get used to this firggin' format, but I'm sure in time, I'll become quite accomplished at figuring it out, making it as user friendly as a quantum physics assignment at MIT!

I had a pretty good weekend.  Friday I finished up the auction pieces for the Rotary dinner we attended Saturday evening.  The food still sucked and as for the wine, the only decent one I found ran out right away.  They had a plethora of red, which I love, but my allergy to them keeps me at bay, and they had lots of white sweet wine....I hate sweet wine!  When I visit my daughter in Austin, we go to Specs, this wonderful warehouse filled with all kinds of  spirits and luckily we have them here in El Paso now...one just down the street from us, heavenly!  Anyway, I digress as usual, but Andria loves Muscata...makes my teeth ache just typing the word.  I recall liking sweet wines when I was a young person, age wise, not mentally since I still have yet to grow up!  However, when we moved to Germany, I discovered all kinds of great wines.  That winter of '76 when I arrived,  happened to be one of the best grape growing years ever in that country, or all of Europe, I assume, since I "tested" many wines all through the continent and they were excellent.  It has been an especially dry Spring and Summer, making it great grape growing.  So we enjoyed the '76 wines throughout my entire time living there, '76-'79.  As '78 approached, the cost of '76 wines began to escalate due to their popularity.  I did bring some back with me, but they have long been enjoyed.

 I was a real snob back in the day when it came to wine...French or German was all I drank, then I discovered CA domestics when visiting my older sis in LA in '80, plus the cost was more suitable to my budget, as it still is.  Then during a trip to Santa Fe and other parts of northern NM, I discovered NM wines and I've been in love since.  NM has some awesome wineries and luckily, as many of you know, NM is just up the road or across the train track down the street from me. So we pretty much buy domestics now.  I had a neighbor back in my other life who was German and began a wine import from her native country.  She used to bring by bottles of our favorite wines at Christmas and we looked forward to that gift every year.  I still see her on occasion at the Sprouts up the street from me, but she is now hawking NM wines too...she too has seen the light!!  LOL

Again, there I went...tracking again!  So here are a couple of pics of what I sent to the auction.  They were alright and not my usual sort of work, but as I said in my last post, my dolls were never popular, too strange for this group, so I prostituted myself and made this stuff.  I do enjoy making the religious candles, though and I think I'm going to make a few more, except with my own small painting instead of a post card...now where did I put those water colours??!!??

Virgen de Gaudalupe Candle

"Love" book marker & daisy earrings


They were fun and easy to make and took me no time to put them together.  They did get a few bids, but again, my friends ended up with the above book marker and earrings...don't know who bought the candle though.  I think it was the young woman who was holding another one of her prizes, a certificate from a local attorney for a free Chapter 7 bankruptcy!!  I won't even comment any further on that one.

Since I'm waiting for the "monsoon" season to begin, hence the end of our swamp cooler's effeceincy to keep us comfortable during the summer, I'm making lots of different meals and freezing them for microwaving or toaster oven heating.  Last week I made "chilaquiles," a sort of enchilada casserole.  I usually make red ones, but I decided to make green chile and chicken, plus, a large "olla" (pot) of beans.  I made a huge baking dish of it and froze half of it as did the beans.


I added more green chile, NM of course, which I purchase at a little shop up the street from me.  They roast long greens  and jalpenos daily, so I no longer have to roast them myself.  If anyone is interested in the recipe, just let me know....will email it to you....it's so easy, a baby can make it...well, ok, I exaggerate, but it's real simple.  I also got a couple of ideas for another easy Mexican dish for "Albondigas," meatballs.  For those of you who are not acquainted with Gloria over at http://glorv1.blogspot.com/ you really do need to check out her blog.  Gloria is one of the sweetest, creative and just down right nicest ladies I've had the pleasure of knowing.  Her blog is full of her wonderful paintings, her childhood stories and her love of family and life...she's a gem.  This morning she posted a recipe for albondigas and it's the same one I grew up eating...lots of veggies included.  So if you want to try something new and easy to make, hop on over there and get that recipe...I promise, it's delish!

I discovered this great show a couple of months ago on the Science Channel.  It's called "Oddities," and here's the link for you to check it out:  http://science.discovery.com/tv/oddities/.  The couple that run this little shop of some horrors in NYC seem pretty normal, but it's the characters that come into the store to buy or sell....now they are  the real oddities!  I wouldn't mind having a few of their wares, and display in my studio or living room, but there are people who's entire home is nothing but...amazing collections.  Anyway, go check it out...it's really a fun show and later on this month, there will be another store added, one from San Francisco...looking forward to the west coast version.

I should close this down and publish but I have one more link I want to share with you.  My daughter was encouraged by a friend, who works for Nickelodeon, to write a blog about being a mommy of a litter of kids, 5 of them to be exact.  Andria has always been a terrific writer...she can make you laugh till you realize you need to wipe both tears and boogers or just wipe tears.  I know some of you either have adult children and grandchildren and some of you have no children at all, but I can promise you, you'll enjoy reading her thoughts about life as a full-time mother of children ranging from 12-5 months.  For Mother's Day, she wrote a really funny and yet beautiful blog about moi.  After reading that, you'll know the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.  So please check it out and check out her "like" page on FB.  I think she has a giveaway of a gift basket filled with goodies...just what those goodies are, still not sure, but check her out and please pass the word on...she could use the traffic:  http://andisjournal.com/wordpress/2012/05/ 

Before I bid you adieu, just wanted to let you know I went to see "Snow White and the Huntsman."  Folks, I'm not one to go to the movies much, we're  Netflix kind of people, but since I've been getting together with a couple of old high school buds, we've known each other for 41 years, I've been doing more theatre than television.  Charleze Theron is incredible, so evil and yet, so lovely, the Huntsman is a total hunk and a half which  made the $6.25 admission a little more palpable and the special effects were fantastic, but over all, it was a stink-o-roo!!  Kristen Stewart recently admitted that she sparks up now and then, well, she should have sparked lots more during the filming of this movie...she was a real downer!!  Let's just say it's not your mama's Disney version!!  In spite of that, we still had a great time and that in itself was worth it.  We're going to see the new Andy Garcia movie this week, “For Greater Glory.” It's about the Cristero War, during the mid-late 1920's in Mexico when the Mexican government revoked the practicing of Catholicism in that country.  My mother told me when she was a little girl, my grandparents took in a Franciscan monk from Mexico who took up residence in their basement.  He did household chores, cooked and sometimes, played babysitter to my aunt and some of her rowdy friends when she had her club friends over.  He ratted out one of her friends to my grandmother, telling her this little girl kept getting into the brandy!!   LOL   Girls will be girls and monks will be...whatever!!!!


Well, time to shut this down and get my afternoon started...need to get myself back into the studio and begin creating more "coco-head" dolls.  Peace out.

Monday, June 4, 2012

WTF!!



This is a short one, folks.  What in the friggin' hell happened to Blogger????  I admit, I haven't been around in some time, my bad, but really??  I'm gone for just a couple of months and all these changes...hey, if it's not broke, don't fix it!!!  I'm still trying to figure out this new format, so if it looks strange, it probably is!!  Well, it is Monday and I had a looooong weekend, so I'm grumpy.

Was sick in April, most of it, then off to Austin to visit the grands in early May. There I fell in love again with my adorable little Zoe (umlaut on the e, making a long e sound...haven't figured out how to insert unless it's a doc).  She's this little ball of sweetness, all plump, pink cuteness.  Do I sound like a grandmother or what!!??  Also, got acquainted with my Sammy who is 2...cuteness too!!  Had a blast with my older boys, who are here right now in El Paso, visiting their dad, so I'll be seeing them in a week or two...maybe for an overnighter, or not!!
  

As for creative endevours, well, let's just say the well is dry for now...can't seem to get my stuff together.  I think when I was sick in April and of course, not creating, my muses decided to take a vacation and they haven't returned, the bitches!  I was asked to donate a piece for this wine/food event coming up this Sat.  We attend every year, the food's horrid and the wine, let's just say that if I had tasted horse urine on a dare, that's what the wine tastes like!!  In the past, I've always donated one of my dolls, but either our friend or my honey bid on it and I end up taking it home...OY!!  They just don't get me or my work around here.  So I decided I would do something different...I'm making a necklace (idea I got from Pinterest...I heart Pinterest), a pair of cutsie earrings for a little girl and a book marker.  How random is that??  They all have one thing in common, though, they're all created from polymer clay.  I will post pics later, that is, if they turn out alright.  I call this my "prostitute" work since I don't normally do this stuff, but I believe I wrote a blog about that some time back, so won't go into it.  Anyway, it's for a good cause and doing it for our buddy who's in this organization,The Rotary Club.





For those of you who don't FB, I'm posting my coco-head dolls for your viewing enjoyment or terror.  I sold them already, one is here locally and the other has found her new home in VA...thanks again, ladies.  Time to get off this and head on to the bedroom to get ready for another wonderful day at Walmart...remember, it's Miss Daisy Day.  Have a great week and promise not to stay away so long, but my planet has no Internet!!  Peace out.





Saturday, April 14, 2012

Hellooooo, Remember Me???


Well, I thought it was time to sit myself down add a post to my forgotten blog. When my computer broke last month, I got out of the habit of going online...even emails have gone unread. My life really doesn't require earth-shattering, important emails anyway, if it's that important, call me!!

Some of you know I've been down with some awful bug and it looks like it really wants to stick around a bit longer....house guest, fish and bugs...all have much in common! After 3 visits to the doc and multiple series of antibiotics, for the upper respiratory infection which was an added pleasure (insert sarcasm here), nebulizor breathing treatments, steroids, etc., etc., etc., ya think I'd see some light at the end of the tunnel...NOPE...it's still hanging around. Thursday morning I woke up and felt like a million bucks. I was happy to report that the 2nd round of antibiotics were kicking in and I felt great. I spent a wonderful morning talking, laughing or rather, gafawing (spell check is clueless on this one), with my dear buddy, Anne. I felt pretty good after our usual marathon phone call and went into the studio and was ready for some work. I'm having a tutu made for my little Zoe and I bought a onsie last month that will match it. I also had purchased a blingy little skull and cross bones decal for it, but I had forgotten what I had done with the original one since I had purchased it back when she was still baking in the oven, so I bought another one. Well, for the life of me, I couldn't find that one either...OY!! I spent about an hour and a half looking for that bag, moving bins, throwing up dust, cursing, when I finally found it on top of another bin that had been placed there by our cleaning lady...I know my studio drives her bonkers, but it's off limits to her...my mess and I know where everything is. After all of that, I was short of breath, loss of energy and I still hadn't put dinner together. By the end of the evening I was beat up and went to bed quite early. I slept till 8:30 yesterday, something I don't do unless I'm sick...ok, then, first hint!! I had to go to the local store to pick up some fresh veggies and fruits on sale and the entire trip took me about 15 mins. I came home put it away and then collapse on the couch and there I stayed till I went to bed again early last night.

Today, I'm feeling pretty good, but I don't intend on perusing any kind of activity that may put me down again. Ok, maybe a little look-see in the studio...damn, I'm so bored!! Anyway, I have to resolve to gaining my health back because I'm leaving in two weeks for Austin. Yep, I'm Austin bound again and will be visiting my grandchildren. I'll also be able to hold my little Zoe girl for the first time. Isn't she just precious???


This was taken on Easter Sunday. She has inherited her mother's crazy, birdie hair, as I called it, which means she'll develop a gorgeous head of hair someday...nothing like the ol' Meema!! I can't wait to pick her up and hold her sweetness. Now do I sound like a gushing, doting grandmother...ya damn right!! LOL I'm also looking forward to getting acquainted with my little Sammy guy, who is now 2 and of course, the other members of the Penis Posse..they crack me up.

Before I took a spill into the bronchitis vortex, the week prior to that, the hubster and I decided to take a short weekend trip up to Albuquerque, NM. I love that city and it has so many interesting places to visit. We decided not to go up the road to Fanta Se (Santa Fe) since it would eat into our time, besides, there's just so many galleries and snobs one can stand in one day!! That Friday evening, we dined at one of our favorite restaurants, Scalos, for some delicious Northern Italian cuisine. We hadn't been there in some years, but I must say, the quality of the food has declined a bit, as has the menu, but I was looking forward to the best Tirimisu I had ever had. Again, a big disappointment! Oh well, I guess you really can never go back again, and we probably won't. The next day, we met with one of my oldest Yahoo/Blogger buddies ever, the lovely Linda Wildenstein, who you can find at http://lindaomasoldebaggsnstuftshirts.blogspot.com/. We met at this great little eatery for breakfast and from the moment we met, we didn't skip a beat. My sweet man sat there patiently (actually, he really enjoyed listening to our crazy discourse) as Linda and I yacked away. You know, there are people in your life that you meet and for some reason, you feel as if you've known them all your life and Linda is one of those people. I can only guess she and I were friends in another life, but whatever the reason, we enjoyed our conversation and great food.

We spent the rest of the day going up and down the street of Nob Hill (or Snob Hill as Linda called it) enjoying the art, fun and funk. It's right by the university, so you can imagine what kind of characters the area attracted, and I'm not referring to students either!! LOL Sunday morning, we headed out to another little eatery which is down the street from the one we met Linda. Had some delicious French Toast and hubby had red enchiladas. For Mexican food, I'll eat that here at home and the fact we have access to wonderful NM chile, I don't need to venture out much. We returned home around 3 and settled in for the evening, knowing the next week, it would be full-out...it was, till the following weekend, when Vern and I struck with the grunge.

I wanted to post one of my completed coco heads. I had done all the preliminary work prior to our NM excursion, so all that was left to do was glue the little hanger in the back and the head. I have 2 more of the series to complete till I begin another body of work and who knows when I'll be up to that.


I've been having fun making these little masks and now have to update my Etsy page and get things moving. I'm even considering adding PayPal...yes, dragging me into the 21st c...kicking and screaming, but it's necessary if I want to find new homes for my stuff.

The other day, I was on blogger and read a post from one of my favorite ladies, Clementina at http://tazadechocolate.blogspot.com/ She was having a giveaway that really brought back some wonderful memories. She was giving away a molinilla for hot chocolate and a gift package of Abuelita. I really don't recall if she asked us to tell who we'd like to have a cup of chocolate, ie, someone we loved and now deceased, but I told her the story of my grandmother's dirty bird, which was a true story. If your interested, you can go to her blog and ready all the entries...there some wonderful ones too, but you know me, I always tell a good spin. Anyway, I won the whole thing and I'm just so excited about my winnings. I grew up with Abuelita and my grandmother showed me how to use the molinilla in her kitchen...great for mixing and frothing. I was surprised that Abuelita came in granulated mix form. I'm accustomed to the little, solid chocolate discs which I add to my mole, when I've made it, and red enchilada sauce...getting hungry for enchiladas now!! Anyway, here's a couple of pics from my winnings.









Well, my friends, time for me to "pack it in," as my old friend from Manchester used to say and bid you all a fair adios. Hope you all have a wonderful weekend and a most creative week. Peace out.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Obeservations and Art

I took my mother to Mass on Ash Wednesday. I was hoping it wasn't one of those "high" masses where you stand for most of the pomp and ceremony...OY. So I asked my mother how long a Mass goes for these days...she wasn't amused. She told me they can go sometimes over an hour, then asked me why. I told her I had a very low tolerance to boredom...again, not amused. She then went on about wasting all this money on our Catholic education, however, I reminded her I was a product of "dual" education, private and public, whereas my sister went through the whole shebang...elementary, high school and 2 years at USF, University of San Francisco, a Jesuit college, so please practice a bit of levity when it comes to Church and Georgina!

I told her I wanted to go early in order to beat all those "holiday" Catholics, you know the ones, they show up for Easter and midnight Mass at Christmas...another OY! I'm a "no holiday or any day if I can get away with it," kind of Catholic! We got there and the main parking lot was filling up. We spotted a handicap space but the SUV in front of us got there first, however, my mother was a bad sport about it and glared at the poor gentleman as he was vacating his car...so much for a holy heart!! LOL We entered the cathedral and she then "darned" the people sitting in "her" pew. My mother became quite ill last year and hasn't attended the physical Mass in about a year. She got the ok from her priest, who we ran into last summer at World Market, to watch the Mass on what I call, the Catholic channel. Now where can you participate in a Mass said by the Pope on Christmas Day while relaxing in the comfort of your den, wearing your warm robe and fuzzy slippers??

After much anticipation (sputter, sputter, cough, cough), the priest came out with his "entourage" consisting of two alter "persons," a man and woman and the deacon, I think...never figured out what his purpose was, but there he was anyway. The "orator" begins the Mass in English, then the priest said his stuff in Spanish...this is where I knew I was in for a long haul. The acoustics at St. Patrick's are horrible...it's like talking in a large cavern. So add the Spanish thing, the bad acoustics and all the new changes, thanks Pope, and it's a maelstrom of disaster for many "Ash Wed." Catholics, I included, but only by default!! You kneel now when you used to stand, stand when you used to kneel....WTF!!!!??? Then when it came to the germaphobic part of the Mass, the giving of peace. It used to be, you'd take the person's hand, usually a stranger sitting next to you or behind you, the one that's been coughing their organs out all through the Mass, and say, "Peace be with you," and they answer back, " And with you also." But oh no, it's changed, now you answer back, "Peace be in your spirit," or something like that. What amazed me is that they not only offered the host, but for those who really wanted to live on the edge, you could take a swig of wine from the "public" chalice!!!! If memory serves me right, during the time of the Communion, you could sit if you didn't participate or sit after you do your prayer of thanks after receiving the host. BTW, when I hear them talk about the "host," all I can think is some alien invading it's "host," and later, eating them from within. Ok, my bad, but during this time, I sat while others stood. The only people that sat were those who were confined to wheel chairs or hove-a-rounds, and Georgina. Talking about, "AWKWARD!" would be an understatement. Of course, I could have stood, but then I'd feel stupid, like I didn't know what was going on, which I didn't, but they didn't know that!!! The one thing I always loved about the "new" Mass, the Latin-less one, was that at the end of the Mass, the priest says, "The Mass has ended, go in peace," and we reply, "Thanks be to God." Hell yea...I'm so out of here!!! Thankfully, that wasn't changed and I felt the same sentiment as I always did after the Mass...some things just don't change. Then there was the ashes...now that was fun!! I noticed people already lining up on the side of the church during the C0mmunion....had no idea why they were standing there...figured we had a full-house. I realized they were lining up for the ashes, so I wasn't going to let some little snot-nose kids try to weasel their way in a line while so many of us were still participating in the closing ceremonies. After it was over, I got up, stood at the outside of my pew, allowed the other lady who was sitting next to me and my 89 year old mother to get in line...I just dared anyone who tried to complain by my butting into the already established line....others began to do the same thing...I'm a trail blazer!!! We got our ashes and left through the side door instead of taking the great walk to the main doors. Reminded me of that Beatle's song, "She came out through the bathroom window..."

So that was my experience attending the Mass. I'm not sacrilegious, I just call it like I see it. I have the utmost respect for those who enjoy attending services...I'm being serious here, folks. I believe I posted my views on God..I think it was two posts ago. Anyway, my mother loves church and she loves her Saturday anticipated Mass via the tellie on the Catholic channel. Like I said, who can attend services at the Vatican?? Personally, I like the ones with the cloistered nuns...didn't know they still existed, but apparently some orders have survived. They remind me of an early Christian group of ascetic women who had themselves bricked up in a church, with only a small area to receive food offerings and prayers from the outside world, People considered them holy and gateways to spirituality and the Divine and came to pray with them. The cloistered ladies must be a branch off that tree.

Alright, enough of my observations and musing about my religion, which I'm thankful for because Catholicism is part of who I am and how I see the world and the Divine. Let's talk art. I wrote a post about being a prostitute, that is, I was going to make things I normally wouldn't for retail purposes. I made these little necklaces for the shop that's renting my Pop's old office space. She specializes in girly stuff and has some great, inexpensive jewelry...it's a fun little shop. I got this idea from some lady on Pinterest, I heart Pinterest! So I decided to try it and for the most part, they came out really cute, yes, I said, cute, of course, there's always room for improvement. So here they are:



I'll be delivering them to Desi today. For those on FB, you can "like" her page, under, "Royally Sweet." She's a great young lady, as is her Mom...two lovely ladies and Desi will be making my little Zoe's tutu for my visit in May. I already have the blingy skull and cross bones decal for her onesie and she'll make the tutu around that theme...can't wait.

Here's a sample of my real art work. I won't tell you what I intend to do with them,but I will tell you I was inspired by Mexican folk art...oh really, Georgina!!!! Duh!! Anyway, I love the Coco Heads and own a couple of them, so this is my rendition of those little figures.

Well, it's time for me to take it to the couch and get some work done, however, after lunch. The hubby and I are going to "Roscoe's" for a generous serving of grease. They serve the best old fashion hamburger and fries. I know I'm going to suffer tonight as Roscoe enters my nightmares and wakes me with a case of heartburn, but it's so worth it!!! I'll just have to work that much harder on the treadmill come Monday!! Have a great day and peace out.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Adios, ADO

Sadly, the wonderful art doll organization, ADO (Art Dolls Only), will be shutting it's doors. Thank you for your hard work and dedication for providing so many of us a place to be at home and meet other wonderful doll artists.

Adios, ADO, y muchas gracias. Peace out.

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Today, I Am 60

Today I'm officially 60, have been for the last 2 days. I turned the big 6-0 Feb. 1st. I was born at 11:55 pm. and I will say, I'm grateful my mother made that extra little effort so as I wouldn't have to deal with all the "ground hog" jokes. So how do I feel being a 60 year old lady, well, don't feel much different as when I was 59 on Tues.

I asked myself this morning, "What have you learned in your 60 years of life, you bonehead?" Well, then I was hit with some Zen kind of feelings, it's not what I've learned, but how much more stuff will I learn??? Well, that's easy, I want to learn as much stuff as I can. Many years ago, in my senior year of high school, I read "The Once & Future King," by T.H. White. I recall a particular conversation Merlin (the magician) was having with his young student, Aurthur and the quote just stuck with me, well, ok, I had to look it up in my book of "quotes," a hobby of mine. So here it is:

"You may grow old and treading in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for them--to learn. Learn why the world wags and what wags it. That is the only thing which the mind can never exhaust, never alienate, never be tortured by, never fear or distrust, and never dream of regretting."

So I took that as a sign, eventually, to begin my journey to learn "how the world wags." I've hit many walls in this life's venture, but who hasn't. I've been disappointed by many, but also loved by many and I have to say, it's been a great ride. Like Merlin said, can't regret it.

Another thing I've learned is that the older I get, the baser my sense of humour has become, or is it due to four grandsons??? There all about boogers, farts, and all that is just plain disgusting about human bodily functions, but I find it hilarious!! Although, I come from a family who used to discuss their morning constitutions. I recall my now ex was visiting me, was during our courtship days, and my maternal grandparents, aunt, uncle, and my parents were discussing "poop." I had to translate and I didn't think anything about it...hey, I grew up with this, so I felt no shame or embarrassment. Later on he told me he had never known such a "shit conscious" family!! LOL However, I didn't carry this into my own family but my kids grew up hearing their grandparents talk about it, so again, the legacy continues.

Another thing that I like about getting older is that you just don't give a flip about what people think, at least I don't. I see these young women trying so hard and I feel like shaking them and telling them to stop it!! But like I told my mother, once, "Mom, give me the chance to grow and get to where you are, but for now, I'm doing it my way!" She would tell me how I shouldn't fret about certain things and I was a young woman, with little ones. Not that I was one who ever needed to compete with the "Jones', " hardly! But I had to go through the regular stuff and since I was married to a dentist, well, there were certain social hoops I had to jump...and hated every second of it. I didn't attend many of their luncheons. As a mutual friend of mine who was in the same situation said, she had better things to do than show off the newest fashions and listen to speakers tell us on how to care for our diamonds...what diamonds!!?? LOL Not all of them were snobs, but a good proportion of them were. I didn't have hot and cold running grandparents who readily took care of my children at a minutes notice or even a months notice, so I had a very good excuse not attending. I was asked once by the newly elected president of the local dental assoc. wives club to sponser a luncheon and I groaned and she knew it, but she said she depended on me to come up with something fabulous and I did. Back then, my dear friend was a local fashion designer and model, so I got her to do a fashion show for me, using some of the members, which I personally liked, to be models, another friend who designed jewelry to accessorize the clothes and the lunch was catered by a very trendy eatery which was partly owned by another high school buddy. I had it at the presidents new house; she wanted to show it off without having an open-house!! LOL They talked about that luncheon way after I stopped attending, after Ian's birth.

This weekend we'll be celebrating the 60th b-day since my hubby is currently in Albuquerque, NM taking a continuing ed. course to keep up with his aborist certification...he returns tonight. Then there's Super Bowel (yes, I spelled it that way on purpose) Sunday. Personally, I don't watch football and the Super Bowl is no exception. I do like the commercials...miss those really funny Bud commercials...the parrots, frogs, iguanas, etc. I love the E-Trade babies....so funny. Well, this year, I don't think I'll be attending any party. My hubby wants to see it over at a our friends house, but there will be to many smokers, don't think I'll be able to handle that...been there, done that. Traditionally, we've always gone to my friends house where I catch up with other friends...only time I see them, but the hubby wants to do something different, so I've decided, I will too. I will take Ian back to his father's at 3, swing over to my friend's house for a bite and some visiting, then come home and maybe do a Red Box movie. Now that's my kind of Super Bowl Sunday!! LOL

Before I depart, I wanted to show you a couple of things I've done. I made this doll for the Mixed Media Artists exchange, but I haven't heard from my partner yet and if not, it's going up on the selling block. The Virgen de Guadalupe is for the Blue Heart Campaign, an organization sponsored by the UN which is against human trafficking. The wonderful ladies that I sell my work in Ruidoso, NM are sponsoring an auction and I volunteered to send them one of my paintings.

This little guy is called, "Corazon Espinado," or thorned heart, but since I have no thorns growing anywhere in my neighborhood, I used nails!





My auction offering.



I also made a clock similar to the larger one I made for another auction for Xico, Inc. She's smaller than the original one and had lots of fun making her.



For those of you who have been asking about my little Zoe (umlaut on the e), she's doing great. She's been home for a while now, is getting used to the sounds and smells of 4 brothers, a dog and a nasty cat, and of course, two very doting parents and come May 2nd, a very doting Meema. Here she is, sent to me on my birthday. My little girl all in pink!!


Well, folks, hope you all have a wonderful weekend, have fun, relax, chill out, tune out and whatever else the late Timothy Leary said!! Peace out.