I was sleeping, but my heart kept vigil,
and set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm:
for as stern as death is love.

Little Mouse House...shhhh, baby is sleeping

Well, it is finally done. The concept for this little house began over 6 months ago, with a friend of mine from Lake Charles LA. Susan is her name, she is my GalPal/ Sister Egger friend.We were both working on our own eggs and consulting each other for ideas, consulting is a nice word, we were really picking each others brains for ideas...lol. Needless to say, she finished hers, and my egg was put on the shelf as other eggs came first. Then last week I thought it was time to finish her up, so between and betwixed the "Balloon" egg, I worked on this one too.

It is a large goose egg, with a real giant acorn top. The inside has yellow glittier, the outside is handpainted to resemble wood shingles. I placed flowers, birds, butterflies and a finch egg on the base. Inside is a hanging cradle with a baby mouse from Hallmark Collections. This is a OOAK creation and not for sale.

Spring Is In The Air Balloon #1

My latest creation is this beautiful "Hot Air Balloon" made from a large goose egg. Total time from start to finish was 96 waking hours and at least that much of dreaming about the results. The basket was cut from the eggs pointy egg, and I added flowers in the basket to go with the sping theme. The egg is hand painted and rhinestones added for bling.

The beautiful hand dyed lace is from Nicki Lee of Raviolee Dreams on Etsy.

Asleep

Wellllll, I fellz asleep, this kittiez gotz no excuzes...A whole month...what waz I thinking???

forgivez me , I willz postz as soon as I have my nums...m'kay?????

Time for a Redo

For awhile now I have been wanting to retake all my egg and jewelry pictures to get ready for my Etsy shop. I have a spiffy new hi-tech camera and it shoots great, all kinds of bells and thingies on it. Have a tri-pod to attach it to, no more wiggly pictures. So this week I am gonna be busy playing with my things.

Taking down some old pictures on this blog, and will put up new ones, changeing it's face a little.

It's time for a change... see ya later.....

How Time Flies.

OMG, have me, myself, and I been gone that long??? Who would have thunk it..How time flies...right out the window. Sorta like life, you know. One day there you are all toddely, cute and cuddly. Then your a bubble-gum-popping, coke drinking, boogy bopping teenager. Saddle shoes, poodle skirt and neck scarf, thank you. Then your walking down the isle with your dream boat and 9 months later, you are screaming he is a bastard, you are going to gut him like deer, let him have the next baby and that salamander he is so proud of, will be a worm. Ain't love grand.
Four kids later, 13 1/2 years of hell with a man you stopped loving, you finally grow some spunk, find your back bone, and file for divorce in 1977. We're on our own gals...we can do it, we got babies to take care of.
That was 30 plus years ago. In 1977 I had four children to raise, worked 40-60 hours a week and earned $3.50 an hour with no child support at all. Never lost my sense of humor, tried to always smile, did the best I could. I was not perfect, I made mistakes, made some bad decisions.
What the hell, who's perfect? There were four, beautiful, perfect, good reasons for me to keep on moving forward, my babies.
They kept me alive. They gave me a reason to wake up every morning and start all over again.
I lived for the " I love you , Mommies", " Mommy, look at my pictures" "Mommy, I need help"
"Mommy, sing to me" "Mommy, I don't feel goods" or "Mommy, sister is picking on me".
Mommy hugs and kisses were my favorites.
They are all grown now. All wonderful, loving adults. Everyone of them is a responsible, loving, careing human being and they each have families of their own. Two of my girls are grand-parents now. My son and his wife lost their daughter in 2009, she was 19. My youngest daughters girl just graduated. Yes, how time flies.
I remember I used to watch my babies sleep and say "Just let me live to watch my children grow up". Then my children had children, and I'd say " Just let me live to see my grand-babies".
Then my grand-babies had babies, and I said " Just let me live to see my great grand-children"
Well my great grand children are here, the oldest is 11 going on 31.
 Now I say "Just let me wake up in the morning with out peeing before I get to the bathroom."
Yes, how time flies.
I miss my "babies", I miss them running to me, being glad I was home from work. I miss them alot.
Would I do it all over again?? Hell yes, as long as I have my babies, all four of them. They were worth it all.
Yes, my friends, how time flies, and kitty sayzs " Yez, I'z do needz them all"

Easter Morning

Wow, another Easter...Sunrise, morning coffee, a little walk with the hubby, spending the day relaxing. HA!! That's what me and my other selves know is not going to happen, one of us will think of something to paint, plant, destroy and rebuild, or putter around the house. When we surface as a team, the man thing runs screaming off to hide out with his computer...but We will find him.

Lent is over, my guilt is done. Now, I am not a practicing Catholic, in fact, I am not a practicing anything. I do believe in a higher power, and I do believe we are destined for greatness. I just need to channel the power and greatness together, like one. Meditation is not my forte', in fact one of me is always speaking when she should be quiet, try telling her that and the cat fight is on!! Ever try to argue with yourself??? No body wins, hell, I can't even agree to disagree.

But, back to meditating, it is hard. I am trying to achieve some solitude, some calmness, some relaxation, some anything. I put on some quiet relaxing music,... that works, for about three seconds, all of a sudden I hear the BeeGees, or Fleetwood Mac, or any one but my meditation music, where the hell did it go???. I have been blindsided, tricked, snafoodled, by the girls.

One of us, does not want to relax, one of us wants to dance, sing, wiggle her tushy...what the hell,

isn't that what life is all about.

Screw the meditating girls, lets dance!!!