From Where I Sit

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My view for the day - my Flexshaft clamped to the edge of my workbench. I’m tied to my workbench until I get 50 wires filed for Teeny Loops. Ah, the excitement. Ah, the glamour…

Project 365

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“Photos,” I announced. “I’m going to take a lot of photos this year.”

“Mmmm?” Andy asked absentmindedly, tapping away at his computer.

“I’m joining Project 365 this year,” I told him. “You know, the photo project.”

“Ahhhh,” he mumbled, staring at the screen.

Yes, I’m married to the silhouette of a head, highlighted against a glowing screen…

So anyway, I’ve joined Project 366-1 (this year’s version of Project 365). Which means I’ve committed to taking a photo every single day this year. Any photo. Just a photo of something. Well, something I’m willing to share with the general public, that is. It will probably be quite the schizophrenic collection, as I tend to come up with a completely new passion every third day. But now I’ve told you all about my commitment. Which hopefully will shame me into keeping up with the project.

Today’s photo shows my new little black dress. It’s a Tadashi - thank you Bloomingdales’ designer sale! Never again will I be thrown into a panic by a last minute dressy party invitation. Nope. I am now the proud owner of the perfect little black dress.

Happy New Year!

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Happy New Year, everyone! Well, OK, it’s not quite the New Year yet. But by the time the New Year comes, I’ll be fast asleep. Ah yes, the exciting life I lead. Never mind, I’m sure I’ll be woken up by all of the drunks, staggering home singing…

I Neeeed This Bag

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I’m suddenly feeling the need to travel. With a new bag. Because I neeeeed this bag. Why, oh why, do I always find these things after Christmas?

One Hundred Pushups

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“I’m going to do 100 pushups,” Andy stated grandly.

“I’m sorry?” I replied, looking at him like he’d grown a third head.

“100 pushups. In a row. I’m going to do it,” he insisted.

“Riiiiight.” I replied. “I’m sure you are, babe.”

So he dragged me off and made me look at the hundred pushups website. And you know what? I think he just might do it. Which means, of course, that I’m going to have to do this as well. Because I’m nothing if not competitive.

Mind you, at the moment I’m about as likely to do 100 consecutive pushups as I am to fly to the moon by flapping my arms. But I think these folks are on to something. So I’m going to give it a shot. Who’s with me? Anyone? Anyone?

In case you’re desperate to know, I can do about 15 consecutive pushups at the moment, which puts me in Rank 3. So I’ll be working my way along the third column - you know, the one with the largest number of pushups in each set. Yikes!

IKEA Hacker Extraordinaire

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I finally have my own jewelry workbench! Santa Claus definitely came early this year. No more shoehorning my tools into strange corners of the loft. I can hang my Flexshaft from a real Flexshaft hanger, instead of from the handle on my tripod. And I even have my own torch! So I don’t have to schedule my torch work around studio hours any more. Woot woot!

Andy the Clever put this together from an IKEA Pronomen butcher block countertop and an IKEA Galant desk frame and legs. Voila! The perfect IKEA hack for the perfect little jewelry workbench. All tucked in a corner in front of the window. Sweet!



Of course my view is of the tragically bungled blinds at the moment, but I’m just looking right through them at the street, pretending they don’t exist. Here’s hoping I don’t set those old bedraggled curtains on fire…

Did you miss the saga of the tragically bungled blinds? You can start at the beginning or catch up with the latest installment. Hey, someone should get some entertainment value out of them!

There’s a Mouse in the… Car?

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“There’s a mouse living in my car!”, Andy yelled into the phone, his engine running in the background.

“Did you shriek and drive off the road?” I asked. You need to understand that I’m the official bug killer in the house. Andy’s the one that screams and jumps on a chair.

“No, because I was sitting at a traffic light. And a mouse just wandered out from under my hood, sat down, and looked around.”

“Haven’t you already driven on the freeway this morning?”

“Yup.”

“Did he fall off when you started moving?”

“Nope, he just went back under the hood.”

Um, yeah, it’s gonna be another one of those random days, isn’t it?