tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89994048876615772952024-03-05T12:24:52.075-08:00A Transitional LifeBINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.comBlogger160125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-41552656941003712232016-06-05T07:44:00.001-07:002016-06-05T07:47:45.409-07:00New Things .... I started back to work at my very very very part time job last week and it has cut into my creating time and somewhat hampered my desires to even hammer a piece of metal. Having said that, i did manage to make a few new things in an "experimental" way and haven't yet had the time to photograph them properly for the etsy site. usually, what i do when i finish a new piece is to take a BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-64799312581028706642016-05-18T08:40:00.001-07:002016-05-18T08:40:21.707-07:00Something for NothingFunny how everybody wants something for nothing. Even the richest ppl want something for nothing. And it's downright annoying sometimes. Because these very same folks will condemn poor ppl for receiving foodstamps or housing assistance, or medical because they are getting something for nothing. I'm shaking my head and saying, but you want something for nothing, too. remember when you asked BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-20090919800755589042016-03-04T08:34:00.000-08:002016-03-04T08:40:31.372-08:00Working Working Workingmy boss went to florida the end of December and said she wouldn't be back for a month -- well, that turned out to be a bit of a lie, as she told others she wouldn't be back till April. Needless to say, it left me bereft of income and wondering how to make it work financially. i had sales from the Scotland By the Yard and then asked a couple of other retail places if they would be interested in BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-1638995029571785332016-01-10T13:30:00.002-08:002016-01-10T13:30:45.117-08:00So yesterday I ordered an anvil, ring and bracelet mandral set and another battery for my battery operated dremel. my son had given me a gift card to amazon for christmas and i put that towards these necessary items. on the one hand, i could have ordered something terribly frivolous -- but i ordered something that will allow me to do my metal working designs in an easier fashion, which in the BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-24124335923326631452016-01-03T07:47:00.003-08:002016-01-03T07:52:11.700-08:00Transition Just Goes On and On and OnWell, since my last post on this blog a lot of things have happened. The entire summer and fall of 2014 I spent traveling between my home in NH to PA, where my dad was "recuperating" from major heart surgery and dealing with the loss of his partner of 17 years from ALS. Unfortunately, he did not recover and passed away on October 14th. I won't go into the messy details of it all. Suffice to BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-92073133198243215602012-06-01T16:58:00.001-07:002012-06-01T16:59:22.081-07:00joyous little things ...
finding the joy in little things. my enameled hoosier table, with hoosier chairs, makes a lovely setting for my great grandmother's blue willow china and my grandma's red ruby glassware. add a few berries and some second-hand silver bought for pennies and polished to near perfection and we have a lovely little treat. such are the joys of my life ...BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-41345147534930490412012-04-26T18:00:00.002-07:002012-04-27T05:53:39.012-07:00back to my roots ...my father's side of the family is from ireland ... with a last name like dougherty you would have to know that. so this past st. patty's day i went to a corned beef and cabbage dinner put on by my pastor. several ppl contributed something, but i decided i needed to contribute traditional irish soda bread.
what most of us think of as soda bread isn't really traditional soda bread -- its more BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-49404017041751391062012-04-25T16:39:00.001-07:002012-04-25T17:30:09.678-07:00come to the table ...i realized the other day that i had sort of forgotten about this blog. a lot has transpired since the last time i wrote -- too much to even begin to tell you. but i'll start with my latest "project". now you have to understand that i love old things. i have a lot of antique furniture pieces in my tiny little apartment. some my parents refinished, some i refinished. my grandmother's red BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-70165067785626944612011-03-03T08:24:00.001-08:002011-03-03T08:32:55.423-08:00my mother's apron my mother's apron -- how it has survived all these years is beyond me. i have a photo of her wearing it when my brother was a baby (he turned 60 this past january). it was christmas time and they were sitting on the floor near the tree; my father playing some toy saxophone; my brother in his greenish overalls reaching for the silver tinsel on the tree; my mother looking on; her curly dark hairBINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-57078864834631381172011-02-20T08:45:00.001-08:002011-02-20T08:57:48.237-08:00emotional investment ...i hate goodbyes ... basically, saying goodbye to the people you love is like getting stabbed in the heart. and i sometimes wonder if every time you say goodbye to someone you love and get "stabbed in the heart" is what weakens one's heart over time. it's an interesting thought.i've had a crazy week/month/beginning of the new year. not about to go into all the muddled up details of it. just BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-25526523578229674262011-01-14T08:09:00.000-08:002011-01-14T08:11:55.589-08:00target ads ....become a teacher in 1 YR!become a social workercheck yourself tank tophuge sale! fits pandorai'm on this other social networking site that will go unnamed coz i feel like it gets enough publicity as it is. at any rate, when u are tooling around the site looking at ur friends' pages up pop these annoying ads, but that are supposed to be "related" to things i've posted or interests i might have BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-78247756504626619072011-01-11T06:47:00.001-08:002011-01-11T06:48:10.693-08:00stay alive, drive 55i'm about to turn the speed limit. for those of u who don't drive the speed limit, let me just remind u that its 55, double nickels as the truckers call it. so yeah, i'm about to turn 55. its weird coz i stopped celebrating birthdays when i was around 40. its just another day now. like any other day. and part of the reason i stopped celebrating it when i did was because that particular BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-13469382003015416752011-01-07T20:01:00.000-08:002011-01-07T20:20:34.386-08:00warm the preemies project...so a couple of weeks ago ... right before christmas ... i was making a new baby hat with a new pattern ... only it didn't turn out to be very big and i couldn't figure out what i had done wrong ... and then papa god put this thought in my head that i should be making hats and outfits for the preemie babies at the nearby hospital. now i used to sew little burial gowns for the preemies who BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-28620883461294947852010-12-24T05:36:00.001-08:002010-12-24T05:42:11.693-08:00chatty cathy revelationsmy daughter and i went into the card store a few days ago in search of the perfect ornament for someone special. one of the traditions in our family is to give an ornament to each other every year. my mother started this tradition and i've continued it to the point that when my children leave their respective nests to build their own elsewhere, they will have at least one large box of ornaments BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-70551077393252407542010-10-26T07:25:00.001-07:002010-10-26T07:27:56.865-07:00addendum to the pothole storyvery very early this morning as i was laying in bed, i was talking with papa god and was thanking him for all the blessings he gives me, but i was struggling financially and he knows this so its not like i'm telling him anything he doesn't already know, but i just needed to say it out loud. and could he please direct me to the job i'm supposed to have so i can apply for it (coz quite honestly BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-28820251244831889712010-10-21T08:26:00.000-07:002010-10-21T10:29:32.989-07:00note to self: avoid the potholes ...u may ask y the title. even if u don't ask y -- i'll share my experiences from yesterday ... bear with me -- it has a happy ending ...i was on my way to work -- which i do twice a week for about 2.5 hours -- i work with a small autistic boy and his mom. its not much, but it helps to put gas in the car and milk in the fridge so i'm not complaining at all and very grateful for it. i tend to be BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-69262418086308953832010-10-17T20:09:00.000-07:002010-10-17T20:20:19.450-07:00nothing i can do ....some things in life u just can't do anything about. they just have to run their course and nothing u can say or do will make a difference. right now today is one of those times and the feelings that my daughter is experiencing at the sudden death of her beloved cat, Charlie, is one of those things .... yesterday morning my ex called. i wasn't expecting him to call me and by the tone in his BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-16068236348593875882010-09-06T04:25:00.001-07:002010-09-06T04:25:58.475-07:00letting go of the stuffmy daughter came home from college for the the labor day weekend. it was great having her here. she helped to finish moving the last bits from the old apartment and then helped me to clean it and get it ready for the inspection on tuesday. she leaves today to go back to college. it seems like a lot of the stuff in our lives is an "adventure". a couple of days before i went to get her, my BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-31929115541203217662010-08-28T16:55:00.000-07:002010-08-28T17:00:55.481-07:00two women + strong emotional bond + separation = blubberingmy daughter and i spent the better part of the last two days packing boxes, moving them three doors down, and unpacking them. our nerves have been frayed beyond belief. we just spent the last hour or so packing the car to take her to college and not everything fit and she had to call her dad who came over and got some of the stuff. tomorrow will be a difficult day if today's emotional BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-78531362084864616872010-08-27T18:44:00.000-07:002010-08-27T18:51:21.412-07:00a state of flux ....so today i went to the housing office and asked if the new apt. was done and could i have the key so we could move in the daughter's things and as much other stuff as we could. it was and i ended up with key in hand. my daughter starting moving her things and a couple of neighbors and their children helped me with some of the other things. we managed to get quite a bit of stuff moved -- BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-12778759824339547212010-08-25T06:12:00.000-07:002010-08-25T06:14:21.846-07:00cha cha cha changes ....i've decided that this blog is becoming less about my business and more about my transitions ... so i've changed the name of the blog and a few other things and i hope u'll bear with me in this venture. i'll still have the ads for the business (although right now my artfire and etsy shops are on vacation till i get settled again). so yeah .... thanks to the faithful who keep hanging in there BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-81723304335805550592010-08-25T04:57:00.000-07:002010-08-25T05:07:10.172-07:00skirt folds ....its almost 8 am. i've been up since just a few minutes before 5 when the "stay overnight boyfriend" of one of the neighbors down the complex fired up his motorcycle -- which is probably the loudest motorcycle on the planet if u were to have asked me at 5am. i should be packing up the apartment. they have started to clean the other one that i'm moving into -- which means it won't be long now. BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-73838712291770347362010-08-23T04:42:00.000-07:002010-08-23T04:49:59.526-07:00leaning on the everlasting arms ....so the daughter is leaving for college on sunday and she's in the midst of packing up stuff to take. then she has to pack up the rest of her belongings because at some point after i drop her at college, the housing authority is moving me to a smaller (2bdrm vs 3bdrm) apartment. there's a lot going on in my life right now and i have to keep telling myself that papa god has me in the palm of his BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-46943155888795160912010-08-18T09:48:00.000-07:002010-08-18T09:52:27.885-07:00Charm City Cakes and Baltimore ...so yesterday was not a good day. it started off with me getting into my son's new car and accidently hitting his arm and spilling some soda in the cup holder. then the kids and i drove to baltimore to go to the baltimore museum of art. i have to admit that part of what happened was my fault for not double checking to see when the museum was actually open. it is, just for general info, not openBINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8999404887661577295.post-20386489547445487722010-07-07T08:34:00.000-07:002010-07-07T09:27:52.492-07:00the heat, books, travel .... dreaming .....its hot here -- like 95+ with just about as much humidity. we're in the middle of a heat wave and i chose (purposely) not to put the A/C in the apartment this year. the housing authority charges an additional $20 a month (per A/C unit) to do this. that was $20 extra a month that i don't have. but that's only part of it -- the other part is that i don't understand the increase -- they say its BINAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084059749551119407noreply@blogger.com0