A Face Book “AHA” Moment – Just a Simple Anecdote About Connecting

Yep, it’s cool in some circles to disdain the social media queen bee.  Some of my best friends won’t go near the place.  Why would they want to waste their time?  True, if you’re not careful it can chew up your minutes like Pac Man.

Yesterday I was going through some old family photos and wavering between tears and laughter as memory after memory zinged me.  I found one of my son and I , taken some years ago at the beach.  We were both caught in a moment of sheer delight as he sat on my lap in the sand at Santa Monica.  I felt the joy of that moment and wanted to share it with my friends.  So I immediately scanned the photo, did what I could with the lighting in Photoshop – which wasn’t much – and posted it on my Facebook page.

Late today I logged on to catch up on what was happening in cyber land and wow, a couple dozen friends had acknowledged and ‘liked’ the photo and a few even commented.

These were friends and family who represented many phases and stages of my life and I was momentarily overtaken by the sheer idea of it all.  Friends from elementary school in Canada for heaven’s sake – friends from nursing school – a cousin from Scotland that I have never met (one of these days Aly ) Other family that I haven’t seen in decades or get to see less than once in a blue moon.  And friends of today who share my present life – whether they be quilters, artists, lost coin members, fellow music lovers, photographers – you name it – whether we’ve met ‘for real’ or just online.  Add to that,  former work colleagues and clients who it is a pleasure to stay connected to.

 Now, while I enjoyed the idea of  sharing this photo, it was hardly something that I would attach to an email and send to 99% of the people on that list.  It just wasn’t that big a deal.  Picture this imaginary conversation via email:  “Oh hey, Janice – look at this cool pic of me and my kid when he was three.”  Janice – “huh?  Why send me that?  Huh? “  Me – “I dunno”.  

However, posting it on Facebook – entirely different –  much more casual. It’s probably amongst the more rationale things that people post there in fact.

So I did and once again I’ll state that Facebook is truly the town square that some say it is meant to be.  And I’m happy to be able to hang out there.   Hope to see you there soon, passing through!

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Just Picture This ! My Morning at West Valley

IMG_0010I should have realized how the day would unfold when I was hunting for my keys all over – I was running a few minute late and rushing.  Guess where they were?  Yup!  In my hand!  %$^&%  Things progressed rapidly from there….   I picked up my friend and we headed for West Valley for our Monday workouts.

Today was high level performance art at the “Y’. I was happy to leave unharmed! You just wouldn’t believe it. First, in the weight room (which was unusually crowded – even for Monday), someone had shoved some equipment around and there was a huge weight lifting apparatus blocking access to the leg press.

Well I managed to sqiggle my way to it (leg press) and some bozo started using the weights and almost clunked my friend on the head while she was waiting for my set to be done. Then it was even harder to get to the leg curl machine. We did a few more apparati then decided to call it a day and go to the pool while our bodies were still intact. 
Door to the changing room: locked. A guy was nearby leaning against the wall and snarled – “Ya can’t go in there; the shower’s clogged.”

me -”Well, we have to change “-

him-”well ya can’t go in there.”

me -” We’re not using the showers right now. We have to change into our suits.  Can we use the lockers? We have to lock up our stuff.  Is the toilet working?” We pressed on.

Finally he threw his hands in the air and unlocked the door. “Go, just go – I’ve been waiting an hour to get in there – I’ll wait another hour. just go.”  We ran in before he could change his mind.
In the pool. Doing laps. All of a sudden my head got tangled up in something. The lap divider floatie thing! The kid who was being lifeguard was fixing additional lanes WHILE WE WERE SWIMMING!!! Almost took my head off.
HELP!!!   
I went home and hid, lol.

PS – when we finished our laps and went back to the dressing room, the plumber had apparently had success – the showers were working!

Cover Your Journal or other Notebook in Style! Workshop March 19

The more I make these samples the more ideas I get for using them.  Right now I’m working on a cute cover for a collection of recipes.  Also in the works is a cover that’s perfect for a knitting or crochet diary.  Keep records of what you made – type of yarn – needles used, and so on.

Here are a couple more that are suitable for just about any topic.  One of the benefits of these particular covers is that when your composition book is full you can slip it out and replace it with a brand new one.

Birds and ribbons

The cover shown above was made by Betsy Farwell and features a collage of nettiing with colorful ribbons and an unique toggle closure.Dream Cover

I made this cover from a colorful batik and embellished it with a collage of cheesecloth, lace, silk pod, and decorative hand and machine stitching.

Call Baron’s in Woodland Hills for details about the Journal Cover Workshop scheduled for March 19 from 6 until 9 PM at Baron’s Sewing Center in Woodland Hills.  Call 818-224-2746.

The Most Exciting Day of the Year…

I’d have a tough time getting to sleep the night before but when morning came I was wide awake and giddy with anticipation.  Labour Day !!!  It was always a big day in Windsor, Ontario where I grew up – what with Windsor being the automotive capitol of Canada.  The unions were strong and what they did always had rippling repercussions throughout the city.

On this day there was always a huge parade down Ouellette Avenue to start things off in the morning.  Brass bands, one after the other, and marchers – Labour’s finest – proclaiming proudly their local’s credentials. Even my Dad took part on occasion – being an active member of the American Federation of Musicians local 566 – established in 1911.

So we’d all get up, get dressed – forget about breakfast for me – I had far too many butterflies to swallow a thing!  Then we’d walk a few blocks to the big intersection of Giles and Ouellette – where the Cenotaph proudly stood, find a prime viewing spot and eagerly wait for flag bearers to appear.  If we kids needed a better view we took turns on our Dad’s shoulders. At 6 foot 5 he had a perfect vantage point.

The parade was fun but that was not the main attraction for me on Labour day…the best was yet to come.  Fireman’s Field Day and Carnival!

Immediately after the sounds of the last band faded we quickly headed home,  got in our Oldsmobile and drove to Jackson Park.  The Carnival – oh I must have sawdust in my veins – how I loved that Carnival.  From Labour Day and for the week after – the carnival held me in its thrall.  The crowds milling about – who would be there? Chances were we’d run into a bunch of people that we knew. The sounds of the rides, the shrill calls of the guys who wanted to sell you 3 tosses at the bowling pins, the sing song of the vendor with his awesome display of pink cotton candy – all beckoned.

The rides.  It was a love/hate relationship – especially with the Ferris Wheel. It held a fascination for me and I loved being at the top and seeing all the way across town.  But, you see, in those days I also had a bit of a fear of heights so there was always an edge of danger lurking.

The Carnival always came through and delivered on its promise of fun and excitement. Later I found out that the reason we called it Firemen’s Field Day is that it was sponsored by Windsor Firefighters.

Okay, so far we have a parade, a carnival, wonderful family day – but that’s not all that made this day so special my friends.  This was the official last day of summer – next day – school!  Now, bear with me.  I know that for a lot of you that wasn’t exactly what you wanted to be looking forward to the next day but I was one of the kids who loved school.  New pencils sharpened and ready – just could hardly wait to start the new school year.

So Happy Labour Day (or Labor Day) my dear friends and readers.  I hope you have even a fraction of the fun that I remember on Labour Day and make some of your own memories.  And whether you start school tomorrow or return to work and embark on some entirely new adventure I hope it will energize and delight you.

Monday is try something new day – in this case a soldering iron

Heya blogees, I’m about to open the package and get out my new soldering iron.  These here are just a bit of delaying tactics in case you didn’t realize.  I’ve never used one of these contraptions but have been busily scouring the google and the youtube :-)  to do my research.

All that I want to do is to solder a few jump rings.  I usually don’t have a problem getting them to stay put (and the earring or whatever to stay together) but every once in awhile there’s a wayward badass among ‘em.

So, wish me luck and I’ll let you know how my experiments worked (or not as the case may be, lol)

Have a wonderful week y’all!

Guila

Revenge of the Ping

Guila Greer:

Hey, anybody out there who can relate to this? Anyone who can’t? I salute you!

Originally posted on cheerful.egg:

I’ll make this quick – today, I planned for a totally productive night of getting shit done. I was gonna review my budget, research some investments, blog a little bit, and organize my articles. Yeah, I can tell that you’re totally jealous of my ridiculously awesome life of sex, drugs and alcohol.

But it all started going downhill from work – First, I was given a big task to do in the morning. Instead of focusing on that, I spent my day answering emails, attending discussions, customizing templates, and intermittently going back to that task. And then my colleagues mucked around at the snack corner so of course I had to join them for that. And so I had to work late, and I decided to reward myself with a Swensen’s dinner (come here you, chicken baked rice and US fries and dips, you!), and then I decided…

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Thursday Delights

Writing this on my status update last night felt very good and really brought the whole day into focus.  I’ll bet that if you stop and think for just a moment, that you can come up with a similar list for your day.  Even if lousy stuff happened – think of the moments that made your day special.  Our lives are made up of many thousands of moments like these.  Savor each one.

Today was a regular day but one of those days when everything just feels good. And here are some of reasons why. As I said, nothing out of the ordinary, just being aware and savoring each moment.

Thursday Delights

wearing brightly patterned socks
granola and yogurt with blueberries
browsing the art supplies in my favorite store
the sun’s gentle benediction
a visual feast of pansies and snapdragons
mixing colors in art class
finding a missing pattern book
filling a donation bag for pickup tomorrow
agreeing to raid the ‘frig for dinner
music in the car; music in the studio
talking to friends and family
giving and receiving warmth and caring.

Visual feast of 'dragons and pansies

The Blue Orchard: A Novel by Jackson Taylor – my first book review on Goodreads

The Blue Orchard: A Novel

The Blue Orchard: A Novel by Jackson Taylor

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Set in the 50′s in and around Harrisburg, PA. This very well written book tells a good story and at the same time raises many questions about hotly debated topics in the news today. The protagonists are involved in providing what was at the time illegal abortions. Various aspects of the whole abortion issue are raised in the context of the story and can lead to some great discussion. A lot of the action also focuses on the political machine in power – again leading to inevitable comparisons with contemporary U.S. politics. The issues of racism and women’s roles are also explored.
The story begins in the midst of the Depression years and we get a glimmer of what life must have been like as we accompany the main characters in their struggle.
Very good characterizations are a hallmark of this book. All in all a great story and I highly recommend it.

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Celebrity Deaths and Public Reaction – from Larry Lootsen’s Blog

Guila Greer:

A very interesting article from Larry Lootsen’s blog

Originally posted on Larry Lootsteen's Blog:

I have asked myself this question before but I’ve never really written about it. I thought this deserved a look.

With the recent death of Whitney Houston I was struck by what amounts to a truly insane reaction. People who never met her or got to see her perform weeping like their own mother died. You can flame me for this but it annoys me. A lot.

Whitney Houston was a great talent. But I definitely don’t lump her in the same category as Elvis, John Lennon or Michael Jackson. She burned bright and burned out. She hasn’t done anything of note in years. Being dead doesn’t make you a legend. It isn’t even a requirement.

So I started asking myself, as a U2 fan, how would I react if Bono died?

Would I cry? Would I run out and find a vigil to attend? Would I start my own…

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