Hoo-rific!

  So its that time of year for me when I realize that I did not get a calender for Christmas, must scamper of to the nearest Joseph-Beth only to be shocked by the disgusting display of Calenders left for me to select from. I must turn up my nose to the 50 % off  Twilight, Nascar and Cats calenders pleading for me to put them up in my kitchen. I don't care how desperate I am I will not torture myself to stare at Edward Cullin for a whole year. Hah forget you calender, what are you but numbers on a page that steal my time and make me realize that yet again I have to wait 12 more months till Christmas!.  
   After I had this rather frightful spell, I came home determined to find a solution to my problem. No need to fear! Thanks to an Arkansas friend I discovered something deliciously amazing! A free downloadable owl calender.  What gal of our generation is not obsessed, to an unhealthy degree, with owls?  Well this will not only help to feed your obsession but will leave you feeling satisfied the whole year round (not like that chocolate bar that only leaves you wanting more), and it is free! 

   Just to whet your appetite a bit here are some of the pics you can select for your calender:

http://www.myowlbarn.com/p/owl-lover-2011-calendar.html

Just copy and paste this URL and you can select your own pictures for your calender or print off the one that is already made!  Well Im off to print my calender and feeling more satisfied by the minute

Rosie the Rivitor

I am farely convinced that nothing can make you feel more like you are donning the role of Rosie the Rivitor than tearing out and recaulking your bath tub.  I have recently taken part in this venture sitting in my bathtub for hours on end with nothin but a dimming flashlight, chisel and knife as my companions.  I must say that after I finished this one I felt like grunting (Tim the tool-man style), pulling up my tool belt and scampering off to find more things in the house that I can fix.  Unfortunately I was a little too successful in finding things around the house, fired myself on the spot and decided to take part in something that did not cause such excrutiating neck pain, and convince my husband to hire a plumber (which he would have been more than happy to do in the first place).I am no great judge of talents, but I think this qualifies me to start working as a plumber, handyman or construction worker.
   So after overcoming my neck ache I determined to dabble in some oil paints once again, and decided, like I always do, that oilpainting is simply not my thing and I should learn to stick with watercoloring, something I enjoy much better.  This picture is a copy of one of Monet's origional works, as you can see it did not quite turn out like his did (sigh). Oh to be a fabulous painter.