UPDATE: - thank you so much for all your texts, convos, emails and even songs (love it!) and kindness. You are all such amazing women and I get chillbumps every time I think of what I must have done to be so lucky as to know you.
Thank you from the bottom of my skip-a-doodle heart (who will hopefully soon stop her skipping :) )
There has been a lot of interest in the moctezuma necklace, so I will be listing it at 11:30 AM Pacific Time this morning to ensure that everyone has a chance to take her home: I normally do holds but there was too much interest at once and I felt I had to be fair!
...tomorrow - you're only a day awayyyyyy!!!!"
That is a song I used to sing to my Grandpa at his every request.
I write it out now because today was kinda one of those days that feels really really hard.
1. I have PMS
2. When the octogenarian volunteer receptionist at the Hospital (going to pick up some X-ray - I have degenerative disc disease in my neck, a result of my work with leather) told me I was going the wrong way in a rather rude way I turned around and said "You should try being a bit nicer!" waaaay louder than I wanted to and two floors of patients turned to stare.
3. As I walked away I cried and had to ask directions from the Orthopedic receptionist WHILE crying. Hard.
4. I spend the entire hour between 2-3 trying to get home through my small village of Petaluma because there was a Veteran's Day parade that just finished: there is nothing like being five blocks from home but unable to get there to compliment PMS and tears.
5. I have scheduled another session with the Holter Monitor of Doom : my palpitations are back with the whole nervousness of Sonoma County Idol and the prep for Bazaar Bizarre - December 1st they'll strap me in for another 24 hours of fun and I'll drink a bit of coffee and exercise to get my heart a' talking. Harumph.
I need a hug: Schmilly is coming home soon and boy oh boy is he ever the best hugger.
There were good things that happened: I wrapped up some designs I had begun on Tuesday morning:
One Champagne Toast Moctezuma Agate Necklace and a labradorite teardrop necklace with my little danglies!
Two leather leaves of love...
A pair of surprisingly light hammered hoops that have such a lovely hanging angle: kind of like suspended scythes... gorgeous!
Everything will be in its respective shop tomorrow and my head will be in a much better place, I am super certain.
The sun'll come out tomorrow - bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there'll be Sunny :)
13 comments:
Awww, sending hugs your way. Days like that are awful. Tomorrow though my dear is a new day. Keep your head up♥
BIG hugs to you - I know exactly how you feel, I had one of those days today as well.
Chin up - big smiles like I know you can!
Jaime
((HUGS)) here's to better days.
p.s. Tomorrow I will totally have that song stuck in my head, and I will have no idea why.
OH...what an EXCITING life...you are living...indeed!!!
lady... our body are mere jars of clay... your spirit is freeing... wish you luck dealing with the daily and body issues... you exude passion and you'll figure out a way to keep sharing it, and just try to do it without hurting yourself.
Crazy uncle Dave
Hang tight sister.
Just tied some love to the leg of a homing pigeon. He's headed your way.
XOXOXOXO
Hugs from Oregon, I'm up at 2 a.m. with a PMS headache and the only thing that's making me smile is reading your awesome blog and drooling over your beautiful pieces. You rock!
To a new day! (What awesume pieces you have created!) Enjoy your show!
Aww hugs girl...I hate it when people just cannot speak in a nice tone...what is WRONG with them anyways!?? I hate PMS...I think I'm currently having a 9-month bout if you catch my drift, lol!
Hope you feel better soon & congrats to making it so far in the Sonoma County Idol competition!!! That's too COOL! And your new beauties are soooooo LOVELY!!! You are such a talented and heartfelt lady, I truly admire that. :)
yay to a new day! here is to a peach of a Thursday with those glorious hormone levels finding perfect balance, whewww, being your cycle sister, I can vouch for an emotional week as well.....a gentle hug to calm that hyper heart, love to you Sunnybabe.
Good for you for crying. Crying is a known stress reliever. It is the quickest way possible to tell the world you are hurting a lot, and should be treated with kindness and tenderness. As children, we understood this connection and had a good cry, as adults, we pretend, put on a brave face, and then go home and drink five bottles of wine and smoke a pack of cigarettes. When I am feeling blue, I like to get on your Etsy shop and wonder at the beauty of the world and the talent you have for humanizing cold stone. And, if you think PMS is bad, wait until the PAUSE. Tsunamis of tears and sweat:)
Hugs to you, Allison. Hang in there love. xoxo
I'm so sorry you had a crummy day, and that I missed this in my crazy excitement yesterday. I'm glad you're feeling better and know that you're going to kick ass at Kodiak Jack's!
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