Understanding My Demons

There has hardly been an art fair where I have found a piece of art made by someone else that I was willing to plunk down good money for. You know how we artsy types are. We see something and immediately think, “I could make that.” In fact, I will go so far as to say that we not only think we could make it, but were immediately calculating how we could sell some as well. But do we?

I have so many projects started that are hidden away in the deep dark recesses of my house, that even I don’t know where they are. Each and every supply was purchased with a feverish glee and a glowing visual of a long afternoon, crafting with my favorite tea cup.

Artsy folks have a different way of feeling about things. We get excited over scissors, crazy over crayons, and could lose our complete shit over a garage sale with drapery fabrics. So it goes without saying that no matter how much chenille we have vying for our attention, we will still get misty eyed at the opening of a new craft store.

Non-artsy muggles do not understand what happens when the magic takes over and the creative juices start flowing. It’s like being possessed. I remember one right minded person whining to me “You’re starting something else? Do you know how much crap you have in the closet already?” Hmpf!

I would just grin (mostly because it made him mad) and say, “I’m not in the mood to do THAT today.” It wasn’t a lie. All I wanted to do was knit, sew, or paint whatever it was that didn’t include what I had already started. I was not interested at all in a French knotted Christmas tree skirt or a mosaic tiled ashtray. I wasn’t trying to be wasteful. It was the joy of using my hands and working on a project that was my high. I think it’s similar to people who love to read when they crack open the book for the first time and smell.. well whatever it is THOSE people do.

I recently started thinking about my long lost projects, and even began working on a few of them again. Why would I spend so much time on something if I was never going to finish it? I was certainly able to finish them. I even thought I would finish them. So what was my issue? Then I started thinking about the creative process. Perhaps it’s not the bread I want to eat, but the kneading of the dough… maybe it’s not the flowers I wanted, but the digging in the dirt… and maybe it’s not a trim fit body I wanted… but the running on the treadmill… ok, let’s not go that far.

Then the blue light went off in aisle 7, the lightbulb in my head started to beam… I finally thought of something that made sense of all the bags and boxes of unfinished quilts and cross stitched bibs crammed in the crevices of the 3rd floor towel closet… I suddenly realized that it wasn’t the monogrammed bathroom tiles that made me happy… it was something so much bigger. It wasn’t the painted pots on my porch… and it wasn’t even the laminated Woman vs Wild bookmark that I started working on in 2012. It wasn’t the THING… it was the creating. The joy was in the DOING. Ah, I’m not a spend-a-holic. I’m a do-a-holic. Satisfied, I kicked a stray roll of raffia into the shoe rack and closed the door to my walk-in closet. I finally understood my demon. Your joy is not the flippin’ mountain, Deb, it’s the climb!

HAPPY LABOR DAY!

In my line of work, every holiday tends to spill over into theme related fun for at least a month leading up to the big day. Movies, historical discussions and art projects, to name a few, and of course our big cookout with a Rosie the Riveter Look-alike competition.

I have been celebrating Rosie for many years now, and it always warms my heart when the ladies that I work with don their bandanas and show off their “can do” attitude for the camera. Sure it’s awesome to check out the gun show, but the cool part is that these ladies are the real Rosies. When their world was turned upside down and all of their plans for family life with a picket fence went marching off to war, these were the ladies that rolled up their sleeves and carried this country.

While speaking with some younger people this week, Rosie the Riveter came into the conversation. Most had no clue who this icon was, and some said it had to do with Women’s Rights. Sigh….

I looked around the room at the young women and realized that the concept of women carrying the country was nothing new to them. They have always known the power of women in the workplace and have never known the concept of a required role of “stay your ass in the house.” In their lifetime it has always been expected for women to work outside the home and in fact, most couples could not afford the homes they live in without the second income. Women are no longer holding the bag, they are involved in every aspect of ..well everything… and of their own choosing. Women have the power to be anything they want to be. I am sure someone will argue with me about that point, but I cannot think of one thing, including being a Boy Scout, play men’s sports or be the President of the United States, that I could not be if I wanted to. Please do not give me grief on this point. I am aware that there is injustice in women’s equality, but here in the United States, I am free to pursue my Red Shoe Life in any way I would like. In my lifetime, when I graduated from high school, my options where pretty much, secretary, librarian, nurse or teacher and although it wasn’t exactly said, the only reason girls attended college was to find a husband.

I now have a daughter and she has the internet. Where I would never have imagined what could be possible, there is now nothing in this world a woman can’t find on Google and pursue. College and beyond is discussed from birth and if they would like to get married and have a family, she can do that while she works, attends school and climbs Mt. Everest.

The role of women has gone from mere cheerleaders of their families, to hardy participants, and leaders of the world around them.

I am proud of today’s women and am honored to be one of them. We not only bring home the bacon and fry it up in a pan, we are doing whatever else is takes to “Git HER Done.”

Rosie started it all and had the right idea all along. You CAN do it. You have always had the power to do it, and now you can do it with a pair of awesome red shoes.

Happy Labor Day, ladies, and for more awesome “can do” videos, check out my YouTube Channel called Red Shoe Life!

Technology- Push the Button

It is unfair to say that I am not a fan of modern technology, but I would say that there sure as hell are parts of it that are not my friend. I do not know what is my issue with keeping my devices charged, as it would surely be a simple thing to plug them in each night. This small move would assure that I am rip roarin’ ready in the morning, but in my defense, you can only plug the damn things in, if you can find them! It is a running joke about where have I left my phone in the office. I spend time each day looking for my iPad, to view the App that tells me where I left my phone. Oh it’s comical alright. Little do they know that I also misplace the bugger at home, in the car and well, just about everywhere I go. My husband, Chance, gives me a lot of grief over this, but in fact, he is likewise missing a lot of expensive hats! Just sayin’

The frustration with my electronic items does not stop there. I also cannot find the chargers that go with them. In the rare instance that I do have a charger, it is not the right one. Why the heck do they make so many different kinds and that does not even count the cords that hook them to other uncooperative things like my computer or my car.

It has been my greatest triumphs to figure out how to FaceTime with my kids, down or upload videos onto YouTube (I’m never sure which one it is) and set up my iPod with a killer playlist which is Blue Toothed to my new mini speaker. Booyah, this girl is on fire!! My Nikon can magically send pics to an App on my iPad, my FitBit can tell me when to pee, and I can set my coffee maker to perk a cup of Frappe latte at 4:30 a.m. every morning. What more do I need?

A lot. These are just gateway devices. There is a hell of a lot more to explore, but I gotta take it slow. Keeping up with technology is imperative for living my Red Shoe Life, but I usually end up in a virtual reality nightmare of an endless warren of wires, and the monotonous hum of a aol dial up.

Figuring out technology can be frustrating, but it is key to keeping up with current events, medical breakthroughs and of course, the Kardashians. Surfing the internet helps me carry on an intellectual conversation, save money on my car insurance and experience world events as if I were actually there. It stimulates my brain, keeps the temperature in my home at a steady 72 degrees and allows me to order a 50 bag of sheep food to be delivered without ever leaving the house.

If you think that sounds exciting, be sure to check out my latest YouTube video called Red Shoe Life-Virtual Reality for a good laugh. The kids gave me a quick tutorial on a few simple technical games and had a hearty snicker at my expense. Truly, if you want to know how to figure out something technical… ask a kid.

Guys, all joking aside, this is serious. Being able to use technology is a key component to living a Red Shoe Life, and it is very easy for it to get ahead of you. Don’t let it intimidate you. There are whole stores full of people just standing around waiting for you to ask them a question (and sell you the latest gizmo). Ask them. Ask everyone until you understand. Don’t be afraid. There isn’t a button on any home gadget that will end the universe. Live your Red Shoe Life and push the button. Push all the buttons.

I do, when I can find them.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2WMZK3AFyto&t=337s

Check out one of my first Red Shoe Life appearances at the Women’s Expo!  My kids were at the show and said “Mom! Those people kept talking when you were talking!”

I said, “Hell, you guys have been doing that for years!”

 

Moo For a New You!

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It seems like I will go to any lengths to provide comedic relief for my more serious posts.  I have been wanting to talk about Collagen for a while now, but it is so damn boring, I just had to spice it up.  So, some of you know that I live in a rural area and these lovely ladies live next door.  They are fun to “moo” to, have great cow pies for my garden and I can set my clock by their nightly return to their barn.

Well, on my walk over the weekend, I got the brilliant idea that I should take a picture and post it with my info. about Collagen.  Apparently they have been reading my BLOG, because then THIS HAPPENED…

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and the only thing between me and this guy was those two little strings of barbwire.  Needless to say,  my lovely walk turned into a speedy exit and I promised that if they spared my life, I wouldn’t mention that the best source of Collagen is bovine!

Ok, so Collagen, I thought it was just an ingredient for wrinkles in face cream.  Apparently, I was only hitting the surface and didn’t know the big picture.  I’m going to simplify our chat and if you have more questions, please GOOGLE it, because there is really a lot of evidence with scientific explanations…. and uh… just look it up.

I have explained in previous posts, my frustration with doctors when you have to go around in circles to get information.  When there is something as great as Collagen, why don’t they just freakin’ tell people?  So, it turns out that Collagen is really good for your joints.  It is recommended for Rheumatoid Arthritis as well as all kinds of arthritis and other joint issues.  It improves everything from circulation to recovery from athletics.  You can think of Collagen as a type of elastic that holds us together and comes from the Greek word meaning “glue”  It holds up our falling faces, reduces the look of cellulite, reduces inflammation, heals your leaky gut, builds strong bones, tightens loose skin from weight loss, speeds wound healing, and everything else from dental to healthy hair.

I mentioned that there is Collagen in some skin creams, but for real benefits, you have to start on the inside.  There are tablets and powders and even bone broth that can be made by buying grass fed beef bones from Whole Foods and stewing them in a crock pot to make a wonderful soup.  Go to Wellnessmama.com for a great recipe.  Bone broth can be also made with organic chicken bones, pork bones or even fish. With that said, I just don’t want to mess with it and I went for Collagen supplements.

I have been trying out a Collagen powder that I  put into my bullet proof coffee in the morning and off I go.  It has no taste, but it does have a few carbs.  It is made by Zint and I ordered it from Amazon.

Check it out, try it out.  I think it is really helping me.  I just wish someone had told me about Collagen years ago.  Yeah, I still put that crap on my face, but since beauty is only skin deep, I’m going for the good stuff…. not just good.. it’s “Moo-velous!”

Happy Labor Day?

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Happy Labor Day??? Aside from some bodacious BBQ action that I have in store for today, I’m not so sure I want to go so far as to celebrate work!  In fact, I think it should be renamed, No-Labor Day!

My 2 mile walk yesterday has me feelin’ fortified, and as this is the last day to put a beat down on my “Woman vs Wild” home improvement projects, I better get crack-a-lackin’.

Last week’s joyous jubilee of the reincarnation of my swimming pool was tragically short lived.  After the sixth pool company took their turn (and more of my money), I awoke to a pool whose 30 foot liner looked as flat as the celebratory balloons.  OMG I am so $%^$$## sick of this freakin’ pool and the people who keep declaring it fixed.

So, with outdoor chores hot on the list, the renovation projects will be set aside until this afternoon when the REAL LABOR will begin.  Today’s project involves the jungle in my sun-room.   Stay tuned for some updated photos of me, my machete and my collection of plants.

Until next time, enjoy this holiday and I’ll be back this week with some new recipes, updates on my 30 day Posture Challenge and some pics of me, my shotgun and the pool men. 🙂

Deb

 

Junk in the Trunk

Ok guys, last Spring I was visiting a car dealership when I got a glimpse of myself in a large mirror. I honestly thought I had been looking better, but OMG how humbling! Not only did I see too much junk in my trunk, but by the looks of things,  it looked like a whole set of luggage!  Suddenly I wanted a complete overhaul, and I have spent the last six months trying to turn my Samsonite into a tiny Coach clutch.  Ok, who was I kidding, it wasn’t just the trunk… my whole damn car was a wreck.

Weeks and weeks of high octane fuel has put me on the right road, but with only half of my trip complete, I started to see a small problem with my chassie.  I was turning into a more compact model , for sure,  but I’m still not looking like the beauties on the showroom floor.

One of the things I noticed in most of my pictures, is that I definitely need an alignment!  I have been blaming everything from bad springs to years of wear and tear for my dumpy rear end and sagging headlights, but the truth is, if I would just straighten my wheels, I’d have more bump in my bumpers!

What the hell is she talking about????  I’m talking about, no matter how much weight I’ve been losing, I still look frumpy because I have terrible posture!!!  I look at pictures and I wonder why the hell don’t I just stand UP!!!

So, for the next 30 days, I am taking a posture challenge from a You Tube Queen called the Posture Coach.  Check her out!  She will fix your Dowager’s Hump, your protruding posterior and even put more tread on your tires!  You know you spend too much time in the Rest Stop and not enough time drivin’.  Join me on September 1st for a 30 day Posture Challenge and get all that junk out of your trunk and into your roof rack!

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