Wouldn’t you know—the Canadian Wrangler (aka Larry) took a header and cracked a rib. Unfortunately, there isn’t much available in the way of treatment–it’s rest-and-suffer, I guess. (The way things have been going on this spread, I’m thinking of sending out a memo that reads, “Nobody buy a lottery ticket!”)
We were supposed to have sunshine today, but so far, the weatherman hasn’t delivered. Imagine that.
It’s a writing day, and I’m still slugging away at that opening scene. As I blog, I’m listening to Deborah Rodrequiz’s MARGARITA WEDNESDAYS, a memoir. She’s the author of THE KABUL BEAUTY SCHOOL; I’m planning to listen to that one, too. Along with Janie Chang’s THREE SOULS. I recently listened to CHINA DOLLS, by Lisa See–I positively loved her memoir, ON GOLD MOUNTAIN.
Sure enough, it just happened again. This blasted machine gobbled down another chunk of text!
I was saying that my passion for crystals and gemstones is as strong as ever–they’ve been a real comfort during recent weeks. I still favor moss agate for those aches and pains that come along with rainy weather and stress, and rose quartz is good in any situation.
Hobby-wise, I’m still making artist trading cards in my spare time, and I’ve discovered epoxy clay, thanks to a video I watched on Craftsy. Another source of inspiration is Joggles.com, where there are lots of cool demonstrations to choose from. I watched a whole one in the car on the way back from our trip to Northport, and even ordered the associated supplies–what an age we live in.
That’s the scoop for today, pardners. Stay well and keep smilin’.