Bead shopping always puts me in a better mood. Dad enjoyed himself, and spent much of the time talking to vendors. He has a real knack for finding interesting people and engaging them in conversation. The man can talk for hours.

And I found some good stuff.

Hi. My name is Wendy. I am a beadaholic.

I made the mistake of going to Beadazzled today. I had planned on just going to The Torpedo Factory in Alexandria, but I made the trip up to Tysons Corner, too. By the way, I can't remember who recently posted about The Torpedo Factory - thank you, whoever you are. Very cool place.

( many bead pictures here )

Enough picspam for now. I still have a bunch of Tuscon pictures I haven't commented on, but you can find them in my scrapbook.

My deck, just a couple of minutes ago:


I love the snow! Truly, truly I do!

I bet you guys are getting tired of my pictures, but I'm having fun.

By the way, I can't see a bloody thing on my deck - there is no light. These pictures were taken blind. I love my camera.

Still more pictures from the Sonora Desert Museum.




For those of you who are sick of birds, well that's it for them. I think Dada was disappointed that I didn't get more, but, well, he can go next time. ;)

I do have more pictures in the gallery, and a few more to add.

Here are some more of my pictures from the Sonora Desert Museum. I could have spent all week there.



More pictures later. I have 41 pictures in the gallery now, and still have a few more to upload.

These are all from the Sonora Desert Museum.




These are just a few of the pictures I took there. Hopefully tomorrow I'll get some time to crop and upload some more.

I made it!



These guys were right outside the airport. Quite a way to greet travelers from outside the southwest.

Now I go crash.

I finished another piece today.

Silly me, I decided to play with some of my new beads before going to bed.
( you know you want to see )

The local Domino's people have switched to an interesting new delivery system!



I have no idea how this happened, but I think my call to the nearest location made the day of the guy who answered the phone.

As you can see in the background, we have been getting some rain. Ernesto has been causing some flooding, but nothing serious. The reservoir needed some help anyway.

And Mom can drive again! We just got back from the doctor's office and she was told that she is making real progress. She still can't put a whole lot of weight on her ankle, but she is defiletely making a lot of progress. I think she was about ready to dance when she was told she could get behind the wheel once more.

I've been playing around with my camera and setting up my LJ scrapbook, and this, of course, means loading kitty pictures.

Several pictures below cut, dial-up unfriendly.



cross posted to kittypix

My mood is much better now than it was when I posted last night. Thank you again for all of your kind words. I don't think I could make it without your support. It helps more than you know that I am not the only one missing her every day, and that I always have a shoulder to lean on, even if only virtually.

A combination of a lousy photographer and an uncooperative subject led to the icon. I am more happy with it than I though I would be. The cat portrayed in the icon (and that has now been posted all over LiveJournal) is Scout, my troublemaking twit of a kitty. I adore her beyond description, and recognize that my kitten love is the only thing that makes me love the icon as well. That adoration is all that keeps the little troublemaker healthy and alive at times.

Another cat of mine pissed on my work bag last night at some point. I don't think she has any idea of how lucky she is that my purse was not in the bag at the time. I know she doesn't like my schedule for food, etc., but she had better find a more appropriate way of expressing her displeasure.

In other news, I got a good demonstration of how to not get a job today.

This guy came in at 4:30 for a 4:00 interview, and insisted that the mistake was M's. He then griped about having to wait while someone else (who came in at the right time) was interviewed by "his" manager. He asked me at one point if he should "wait around" for M or just give up and leave. I almost told him not to bother if he didn't spend the time working on his attitude. It turned out that the other manager in duty had to do his interview, to keep the backup from getting worse.

The potential employee never apologized.

Smooth.

That is all that comes to mind at the moment. I will post again after I get some sleep.