Things Get A Bit More Dicey.....

......What a lovely picture, eh? All pink and purple and transparent and rather intriguing.
Until you learn that what you are looking at is a pneumonia bacteria photo from a microscope, and I'm not putting this up for the fun of it.
I got DH to the Dr. yesterday and indeed, there is a reason he is ill, and you're looking at it above. So once again the *artist/sewing/creative* hat is OFF, and the nurses cap is back on. Hopefully I have had enough bug that I am immune to this one because I have been through pneumonia before and choose NOT to go down that road again.
Therefore (she says with a weary sigh), the posts may be most irregular as I tend to the necessities of life and this virulant flu season.
And now for just a bit of Anne-Acerbicness.......the N.P. who examine Hubby informed me he had NOT had the flu, but a cold and then gave me the MRSA speech. I was biting my tougue, grinding nails into the chair, feeling steam shooting out of my ears and wanted soooooo bad to tell her I was damned well acquainted with MRSA, I knew what he had had due to the symptoms that had presented and in the extremely fast order they progressed, AND that I had worked for an M.D. and knew the difference between a cold and someone who is so ill with influenza that they cannot move.
But I said nothing.
That's enough for Mount Rushmore's carvings to all come to life laughing or fall off.
Pompous old witch........next time, she gets the REAL Anne.........
Okay, rant over. I wish you all health and for heavens sake, if you start feeling bad, get thyself to a physician!
Maybe someday I will have art or fiber art to post on here....this is getting to be a rather unpleasant business of just posting health updates. (or lack of health, as the case may be!)
As always, this frazzled woman who occasionally makes art, bids you from the bottom of her heart....

Pax.

It's the little things....

....that make life worthwhile. You don't know, until you have been unable to care for yourself how good it feels to wake, make your own coffee (slowly!), brush your teeth, do a few dishes and then rest.
No self-slamming because you did not accomplish more; just the pure delight of doing something for yourself.
This has made me take a hard look at Art. How often do we become so wound up in the process of finishing pieces that we have lost the joy of the journey along the way? How often have we hurried to the point that there is no joy what so ever in what we produce, though it may be technically perfect? Why is it always something BAD that causes us to stop dead in our tracks and say...wait a minute.....this isn't right......
I challenge all of you to do one simple task today and slow down long enough to savor what you do. Be in the moment. If it's dishes, wash them well, feel the water and the suds, look at the clean surface when you are done. Be proud of your work. Then apply that to your creativity. One thing, one moment, one enjoyable process.
You truly will not realize what you've been missing in all the hustle and bustle of outside demands, demands we place upon ourselves, demands placed upon us by others.
Our world we live in makes us feel we must gladly accept more demands. What if you were free of that?
Just slow down and do one small thing incredibly WELL.
You cannot imagine how good that can be!