Been Outta the Loop for awhile

I've been AWOL again, but I've had lots going on and just haven't taken the time to blog. I had my first fall craft show a couple of weeks ago, hurt my back and neck, getting ready for another show Saturday, and Life in General, getting in the way!

I'm just checking in and I wanted to thank Janis Gurney (http://janisgurney.blogspot.com/) JunkDreams for mentioning me and one of my past projects on JunkMarketStyle.com! What a dear! Thank you so much for the mention - and the fact that it was included in the latest email from Junk Market Style! Janis - your Masher Bud Vases are beautiful - and an improvement on mine! Thanks again.

I need to get to bed with some good ole Ben Gay on my neck and shoulder. I've been fighting this "pain-in-the-neck" for a week and a half now and I'm really getting tired of it. It's been pretty painful and has really put me behind in production for my October shows. Dang it all!

Not a whole lot new here I suppose. Andrew's new job at the Vet Hospital is going well and he is really settling in well. First full time job WITH benefits and a good paying job until he gets picked up by National Geographic. Jeremy got a new cast last week and is still fuming that he won't be wake boarding any more this year!

Thanks for your patience while I try to get back to blogging. And thanks to the new followers - I really appreciate you stopping by!

Sue

Mom, I'm gonna be ok so don't freak ...

Have you ever gotten that phone call from a child that starts out likes this ...

"Mom, I'm gonna be ok so don't freak". Yup, I got that one today. Jeremy, my oldest (three weeks shy of 28) called me from the emergency room this morning and started the conversation with the previous line. Of course, as a mother, I had to freak just because he told me not to. Actually, I didn't freak, but I knew it was going to be bad. He was wake boarding this morning when he "bit it" or "wiped out" or "biffed". Whatever you want to call it, it wasn't good.

While falling, he hit his forearm on his knee - and you guessed it - he broke his arm. Not a fracture - broke it all the way through. Not a clean break - a bad break. A jagged break. So, they put him out to set it and then put on a pretty white cast. That will hold him until next week when he will ultimately have surgery to put a shiny new plate in his arm. Not to freak, mind you, just the typical phone call a mother might get from a 28 year old who likes extreme sports!

I'm glad my younger son was driving the boat and was able to take him to emergency. Andrew took him home, detailed the boat and got it covered for the night when he took a bad fall on the dock. Andrew's belongings flew out of pockets and his cell phone landed - well, where else might it land? You guessed it - in the lake. (Jeremy put two iPhones in the lake too) Lakes and cell phones are not a good combination. So, Andrew had to go to work tonight filming a high school football game and will stand for several hours with undoubtedly a sore back side.

So, it's been a rough day around here ...

I'm Not Sure Who was More Scared ...

So...I have this little friend...I call him Chic Munk...yeah, I know that they are called chipmunks, but I like Chic Munk, it just sounds cuter. And he is cute! He is DARLING cute! He sneaks into the garage when I'm painting my junk and then scurries out when I mover around the garage and accidently frighten him. He helps himself by sitting right in the middle of one of our bird feeders and stuffing his little CHIC Munk CHEEKS full of bird seed and sunflower seeds.

So last week I was taking one of my flower walks ... you know the walk ... where you WALK slowly among your flower beds and admire the calming beauty that flowers offer. I heard Chic Munk scurry up the down spout above my rain barrel. He likes to perch on the rain barrel and run up the spout when he sees me. It's just a cute GAME we play - just me and Chick.

Anyway, I ran to get my camera because I could see a photo opportunity unfolding. I was in the middle of my "photo shoot" when I decided to get really close when he ran into the spout again. I moved the decorative trellis thingy in front of the spout a little for a better view up the spout - the trellis bumped against the camera - which scared Chic - and then he scared me!!! I smacked my wrist on the trellis and instantly one of the veins inside my wrist burst open inside.

The pain and the fire inside my wrist almost took me to my knees. My husband was out of town with his parents (FIL in hospital) and I had to call him to ask if I was going to bleed inside to death - should I go to emergency. In the scope of what he was dealing with regarding his father, my blood filled wrist was probably not an emergency. But to me it was. I resorted to icing it several times that night and I'm fine now, just a little tender in the area.

You'll have to look closely to find Chic Munk, but he really is there!

Rainy Friday with a Previous Project ...

Potato Masher Bud Vases ...

Flea Market Style Give-away!

Be sure to check out the Flea-Market lined cart give-away at the Flea Market Style Bog today! The contest ends Sunday, so hurry over to the new blog and read about the brand new magazine coming out next spring.

Roadside Rescue ... Empty Sewing Machine Tables

So, I was lying in bed the other night reading the recent JR posts on my laptop when my CELL PHONE rang. It was only about 8 pm, but sometimes I just feel like getting HORIZONTAL a little early and either read or watch tv. Anyway, back to the story, I ran to the phone (hoping that both adult sons were ok) and discovered that it was one of my DH's co-workers. Hmmm, what on earth could she be calling on MY cell phone for? She's an ANGEL - did you hear me? An ANGEL! She was driving a couple of miles from my house when she called - she just saw four bedside TABLES or end TABLES on the side of the road with a FREE sign on them. When she told me where they were I KNEW exactly what they were without seeing them. I had been to a BARN sale two weeks in a row at that house and they were selling dozens of old sewing machines and cabinets. I figured that these were SEWING MACHINE CABINETS (and I was right!) So, I pealed off my JAMMIES, threw on some clothes, and SNUCK out of the house with DH still sound asleep in bed. I hurried down to the house, JUMPED out of the car, and within about two minutes, I had three of those suckers CRAMMED into my car! I got back home, snuck back into the house, slipped back into JAMMIES and slid into bed. My DH hadn't even rolled over! I'll post an update when I get them converted to either pet beds, kitty-litter concealers, or end tables. I have to let the ideas ferment in my mind before I dive in.

More Garden Tour

These are from my "Bird Santuary"...