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29 08 2007

Ok, friends.  It’s been a very long time since we shared info.  I have been through countless profiles on the online dating sites — writing to a few who can actually write well and spell correctly.  If I see the word “to” where it should be “too” or “quite” where it should be “quiet” I may taste that little bit of throw up in my mouth.  I have met some interesting men who all have a fatal flaw, but as a friend (?) pointed out, I must also have a fatal flaw since I am also on that web site.

I have just finished a fabric commission that took me too (correct usage of word!) long entirely.  Agonized for several months over a pile of Crown Royal Whiskey bags, some from a Nascar special edition and a few others, that the commissioner wanted made into a flag.  What to do, what to do!?  Will most likely never take on a commission where the basic idea comes from the guy who made the order.  I will put this on flickr in a bit so that you will be able to see it.  He absolutely loves it!  I began to question why I do these creative acts…why I accede against my better judgement.  Do I enjoy the accolades of a cute guy with a great smile and amazing teeth?  (Boyfriend — manfriend of a good friend) Or is it the challenge of the deadline. 

I will be leaving Sacramento for Washington state on Saturday.  Meeting up with one of my online guys.  It’s one of those “you never know” situations once again, however I’ve approached this one entirely differently.  I have a feeling I’ll know just after noon on Saturday when I will have arrived at his place…especially if it is a vacant lot or if he smells like a plumber or worse!  I truly doubt that, but one never knows.  

I have had countless emails and phone calls of encouragement and good thoughts, all of which I appreciate greatly.  I could not do it without any of you, especially the women of Taos — the group of 7 women who took a pottery course together this summer…The Taos 7.  Wow.

Believe I’ve mentioned my boss’ nickname for me – online brazen hussy (OBH).  Know she doesn’t want me to leave this job, but —– what can I say.  The future is now.  Hesitate to say it, but this note is a quickie.  I’ll resume when I can. 

If you’re out there, Fritz, call me!

That’s not a joke.

 Later…