Showing posts with label stitching. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stitching. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Here Chick, Chick, Chick, Chick!

chicksWell, here they are. You can see most of them in this picture. If you click on this image, you'll get a bigger one. The larger white chicks are Lydia and Isabella, my Easter egg chicks or Ameraucanas. The smaller dark ones are French Marans, which lay "chocolate" eggs, as in very dark brown. The yellowish one in the back is Tatiana, our Rhode Island White. And you can just see our little Partridge Cochin, Mei Hua. She will have feathers on her feetHere you see Ariel reading to the chicks. Yes, that's what I said - reading to the chickens. I asked her why she was reading to the chickens, but she didn't really have an answer.JuliaThis is Julia, our Rhode Island Red. She is going to be a hefty hen! I saw her parents. The cockerel was absolutely gorgeous and he had a harem of four beautiful hens. That is Mei Hua with her.TatianaThat is Tatiana, the Rhode Island White, looking at the camera. You can see Lydia in the foreground as well as Mei Hua. The French Marans (Babette, Colette, Monique and Veronique) are in the background with Julia. Tatiana already wants to be the hen house boss.LydiaAnd this is Lydia again. I keep looking at Lydia, thinking that she may well turn out to be Louie. Hmmm. We tried to get hens, but you can never be 100% sure unless you have a professional chick sexer on hand. Oh well, we'll take our chances. That's one of the Marans in front of her. The only one we can really identify right now is Babette, because she is the smallest. Lydia is very curious and very outgoing, but also very protective. I picked up the other little Cochin (Huan Yue -- the only one who was camera shy) and startled her. Lydia ran over and pecked at my hand until I dropped Huan Yue! These little birds love to go outside, but I have to wait until the temperature hits at least 70. Right now they are in their box in the living room. happily chattering away. Casey put her paw in there the other day and got pecked. She hasn't tried that again.PrimroseAnd lest you think my life is all about chickens, cats and beads here is a pink evening primrose. These grow all over my yard, mixed in with bluebonnets, blue-eyed grass, buttercups, and tons of other wildflowers. I'll more pictures as the bluebonnets become fuller.

The sleep study doc told me I qualify for a CPAP mask. Yippee. I'm so excited I can hardly contain myself. I get to hook that baby up tonight. Woo hoo, sexy! Yeah, right. Anyway, we give see how this works out for six weeks and go from there. Maybe I'll get some sleep. We'll just have to wait and see.

Today is put aside for more typing and stitching. That first sale is closing in fast, but I'm not going to rush. I'm liking this new attitude. I'm not rushing around like (please forgive me) a chicken with its head cut off! Oddly enough, I'm getting quite a bit done this way. We'll see if it holds.

It's beautiful outside. I intend to open all the windows and let the fresh air in while I work. Have a beadiful day!

Friday, September 28, 2007

Bead DUH

When we belonged to a medieval role playing group, most of the stories around the camp fire started with "No shit, there I was." Even the dainty ladies used this phrase.

Well, no shit, there I was, working on a new teaching project. Now this is a stitch I have done countless times before. I have even put it in kits, so you would think I can do this in my sleep, right? Wrong. I'm sitting on the sofa stitching (okay, I was watching TV, but it was the season premier of CSI). I'm stitching along, just stitching away, and I look at what I've done, which was about five inches, and it's not spiraling. I look at my instructions, and for some unknown reason, I decide they are wrong (mind you, these were the instructions I included in a kit). So I un-bead. I start stitching again (now I'm watching ER). I bead about three inches and look at it, and it's STILL not spiraling. I decide it's a sign from the universe that I should not be beading at this particular moment in time. So I un-bead. I go to bed, read, try to sleep, toss and turn all night, and suddenly I am hit with an epiphany: DUH!

It turns out that I CAN do this stitch in my sleep after all. I just don't seem to be able do it while awake!

I'm spending the day with T-man, so no beading until this evening (I can't bead and drive at the same time). I did make a pair of earrings yesterday that go nicely with the new necklace. I'll put a picture of them either here or on my website tonight. Have a bead-iful weekend!