Waxahachie, Texas

Downtown Waxahachie is an odd mixture of glitter, galleries, and glam mixed up against rusty dusty unique antiques and boutiques. I snapped a few shots along my way, enjoying the cool air after a late thunderstorm rolled thru town. It was refreshing to be near the familiar old broken brick buildings with a century of tales to be told, if only those walls could talk. The best part of my walk, was the clomping of horseshoes along the hot summer pavement. Now THAT is a true Texas Tale!

miles of smiles

With Paper Cowgirl Art Retreat in my rear view window, this hippie chick has returned to the country with a fullmoon over her shoulder and a boyfriend back into her arms. It was another wonderful gathering of women from Louisiana to Oklahoma and every corner of the State of Texas. They glittered and glued, cut and cropped, stamped and stained, painted and pasted...ate cupcakes and frosting shots, talked alot, laughed even more and most of all...made new friends and rekindled the old. My "Found and Rebound Journal" class I taught was not long enough...I could have created with those women all afternoon. They made some beautiful books, stitched with love and creativity. I look forward to another event just like this one, minus the glitter in my morning coffee!!

Haiku my Heart Friday

 It's Haiku Friday

Won't you come along and play?

Come here to see more

Tree frogs and crickets

Singing me to sleep tonight

Summers symphony

everything but the kitchen sink

walls sealed. cabinets painted. steel counter tops installed. tin ceiling tiles purchased. linoleum floor delivery expected any minute. and oh yes....KITCHEN SINK IS HERE, TOO!!!

Summer Solstice

So here it is. Welcome summer in all your blistering Texas heat...mosquitoes, fire ants, grasshoppers, snakes and chiggers marinated with 98 degrees and 98% humidity.  We really do love you in some sort of odd, sick,obsessive, lusty way. 

We cuss you when you are here, yet we long for you in bitter January days.

I want my red wine to be chilled and I crave watermelon. I eat lots of cucumbers and jicama. I stand under the cold shower three times a day. My bandana is wet around my neck and I want to shave my head.

Is it January yet?

Longest day

Shortest night

Longest night

Shortest dark

 

 

I dropped my Flop

I left my first pair on a local garden bench at Festival Hill Music Institute

Flipping Out!

My Mom and I have decided we really don't have enough to do, so we have launched a new blog together called FLIP FLOP DROP. Today is National Flip Flop Day and if you have a TROPICAL SMOOTHIE CAFE near you and wear your flip flops you will get a FREE SMOOTHIE!! So click on these links and see how we are flipping our flops!! 

You can join us too...we are embellishing, decorating and altering flip flops, tagging them with a link back to the FLIP FLOP BLOG and FLICKR and dropping them in some random public place so passerbys and take home a "happy" for their feet. Consider this a Random Act of Kindness...an ongoing project... summer fun with kids to teach kindness and the art of giving...or just something that will brighten your day as well as others...come on...FLIP OUT WITH US...??? Email me or comment here and I will send you a Word Doc for the tag info!!

blues gone green!

after feeling a bit out of sorts, I am coming back into the LIGHT!! I am now LOVING my new, bright, fresh, funky retro kitchen!!

I got the painting blues

History repeated itself this week. I am a freak when it comes to PAINT! I stress about color, I buy the wrong color, I return the color, thankfully to be altered by Sherwin Williams who has become my new best friend! We are moving at a rapid pace this week, finalizing colors....as you can see, I switched from a robin egg blue to historical retro green after much cursing, foot stomping, brush slinging and even a few tears!Then I sit back and finally say "ahh. I love it"  Later this week we hope to install tin ceiling tiles and maybe even a floor! And maybe the "Gotta Get a Kitchen Blues" will all fade away.

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 Friends are like the pillars on your porch...sometimes they hold you up, sometimes they lean on you, and sometimes it's just enough to know that they are standing by  ~ Jack Handy ~