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Here are a couple of ACEO lineworks I have finished:

'On the Prowl'

'Sad Eyes' (there is a little bit of history behind this piece regarding the name, which I'll elaborate on a little once she's finished).

I saved them both in similar size, but why one looks so much bigger than the other is beyond me. Probably my less-than-stellar computer skills.

Oh well! Wish I could stay a bit longer, but I have more linework to do. Yay! Off to art!
I'm having a blast with the ACEOs. Last night I sketched, transfered, and the inked a little cat ACEO. I'm going to paint it, so I bought a pack of sampler watercolor paper. So far the only paper I've tried is Arches, and to be honest I'm not that crazy about the surface. The hot press seems too smooth, and the cold press seems to toothy. The paper I'm using now is Strathmore Imperial 140lb hot press, and so far I'm liking it. I haven't actually started painting on it, but it took the pencil very smoothly and the ink went on without any scratching. The tooth has more substance than the Arches hot press, but not nearly as much as a cold press paper. I also wanted the 140lb weight, for the only other kind I've tried is 90lb and it buckled like crazy. And the best thing about it is one sheet will make a ton of ACEOs!

Oh, and yesterday I *finally* picked up a pack of Canson Classic Cream paper! Oh, how happy is my heart! No more harsh, icky substitutes. Classic Cream is the only paper I really like for colored pencil. It's smooth without being slick, and it has a bit of substance to it. I've been without if for longer than I care to admit, and I'm thrilled!

Look for some ACEO linework later today...
I am sooooooooooo tired. I don't know why but I don't want to do anything but sit on my big zaftig buttocks and veg. Our pastor is out of town and Robert is preaching tonight, so I'm going to have to jump start said buttocks into motion pretty soon if I'm going to have the kids fed and ready to go when he gets home.

On kind of arty news, I have a few ideas for some ACEOs. I've been wanting to do some more kitty works, and we all know how much fun ACEOs can be. I might even break out the paints for these guys. Of course, I always say that, and I never do. Once I sharpen my colored pencils, it's all over from there. For me, there is little more enticing than a freshly sharpened, waiting-to-be-used Prismacolor. Combine that with Canson Classic Cream paper and euphoria is not too far away.

Then again, my set of Dr. Ph Martin's Radiant Watercolor Dyes and Golden Fluid Acrylics are fun, too. I just don't have the right kind of paper for them. Wah. Methinks an order from Dick Blick for 300lb hot press Arches is in the near forcast...

Bacon and Eggs and One Awesome Smoothie

Jessi's graduation last night was adorable. She smiled and simpered like an angel. I bawled like a baby. Cameras abounded. Cake was had by all.

My baby is now a 1st grader! Boohoohoo. I looked at Robert during the processional march and said, "Don't you want to have another one just to go through this wonderful moment again?" He looked at me, raised an eyebrow, and said, "I don't think so. I'm fine with this being my last kindergarten graduation!" Oh, well. I guess I got caught up in the moment. No more babies (I already knew that, but I just love to hear him hollar.;)

This morning I got up and, after taking David to school, made a wonderful breakfast for everybody. We feasted on raspberry/banana smoothies (excruciatingly simple recipie), orange juice, coffee, scrambled eggs, fried bacon, and whole-wheat toast with pumpkin butter. It was awesome. I enjoy cooking, and I actually enjoyed cleaning up the kitchen afterwards! I guess it's one of the blessings with having a tiny kitched, clean up is pretty much a snap.

Bill and Vivian (my in-laws) just left. I've settled Jessi down with a video, and I'm getting ready to do bills. Blech. I have to take an overdue library book back to the library today, and I have to run by city hall and pay an overdue utility bill. I'm getting a lot better at getting my procrastination under control, but it takes an every day effort. Some things still fall through the cracks, but all in all my life is beginning to become more organized. I love it.

Here's the raspberry-banana smoothie recipie in case anyone is interested:

1 banana
1 cup fresh raspberries (not canned)
1 cup plain yogurt
6 packets Splenda (although next time I am going to try a couple of teaspoons of organic cane sugar. I forgot I had some, and although it's more calories than the Splenda it's healthier in the long run)
1/2 cup vanilla soy milk
1 cup ice cubes

Throw ingredients in blender. Blend until smooth. Take a sip and go "Ah!". Very refreshing and soooooooo easy.

Update on the Stinky Chicky

I was going to return the disgusting, sorry-excuse-for-chicken-tenders after I picked up my kids from school, but the smell was so nasty I returned them on the way. I double-bagged them and had them in the far reaches of my van, as far away from the driver's seat as they could possibly be, and I *still* smelled them. Good grief. I was going to make a hearty dinner tonight, but I think we'll just stick with dry, wonderfully odor-free pretzel sticks and kindergarten graduation cake. Anything blissfully *not* associated with meat, thank yew!

Of course, I did get some funny looks as I picked out my new chicken. I tested about four packages by holding them right under my nose and, inhaling deeply, giving each a mighty and noisy sniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiff until I was sure that absolutely no odor rose from within. Satisfied, I selected my two packages and quickly made my exchange.

I couldn't help but giggle to myself when I saw the store manager high-tail it out of the store with said returned, spoiled chicken in tow. I suppose it's now decorating the top of a dumpster somewhere. Good riddance!


Oh my, oh my, I just got back from the grocery and realized one of the packs of chicken is ROTTEN!!! It looks fine, and I didn't notice any funky odor when I put it in my cart. As I walked around, I started smelling something "off", but I just thought it was something in the store. It wasn't until I got home and unpacked the chicken that I really smelled it. Once I took it out of the bag, the stench about made me retch. It's that rotten, 'death' smell of spoiled meat. Foul! I swear, it's enough to make me swear off meat forever.

And to make things worse, the other pack of chicken is smelling a little wierd, too. Maybe it's just psychopsymatic, but I'm not taking any chances. The only mean I'm keeping today is the pack of ground beef, and the chick-chicks are going back to the store. I'm going to let them know they better destroy these packs and double check the remaining supply of poultry.

To coin an ancient phrase, gag me with a spoon!

Domestic Bliss

I'm taking a bit of a break from cleaning, for today I am Donna Reed. Leave It To Beaver fans unite!

It's just a little after 11am and I've made all the beds, vaccumed, done laundry, cleaned the kitchen, scrubbed one bathroom, made my shopping list, Frebreezed the carpet/bedspreads/curtains, and fed the cats. And I have a lot more still left to do. The house, however, smells wonderful! Besides the fresh laundry smell permeating the house, I have honeysuckle essential oil burning in my tea-light oil burner. Heavenly delicious!

Here is my list for today (minus the things above):
1) Pay utility and power bill
2) Get black shoes for Jessi's kindergarten graduation tonight (the only ones I've found so far are too small)
3) Organize sunroom/guestroom
4) Go grocery shopping
5) Pick up children from school
6) Put away groceries
7) Start dinner
8) Iron Jessi's cap and gown

Yay! Projects!

Jessi's graduation is at 7 tonight. Her little cap and gown are white, and she looks so cute! And with her light blonde hair and blue eyes, she makes quite the picture.:) *Sigh*. I can't believe next year she's going to be in 1st grade, and David will be in 3rd. Where does the time go? I so wish I had spent more time cuddling them and kissing on them when they were babies, for if I had realized how fast they grow up, they never would have left my arms.

I'm feeling rather maternal this morning. It almost makes me want another baby. Almost. I am going to be 40 this November, and we started having children late enough in life as it is. I can't imagine having a newborn in my 40s. However, I know some ladies who waited to have their first child in their 40s, and I so give them kudos! That said, I just don't think it's for me. I'm happy with my little boy-and-girl bookends.

Okay, I think that was enough of a break. Now I'm off to get some lunch, and then on to shopping! I normally hate grocery shopping, but I've got some great recipies for smoothies and I can't wait to try them! I even have a recipie for banana pancakes that I'm wanting to make from scratch, and I need all the goodies to cook it.

Later, gators!

Bookstores and Memorial Day

It is Memorial Day and I'm sitting at my husband's computer, wearing my jammies and eating a Peanut Buster Parfait. If you've never had one of these, you are in for an amazing experience.

Saturday was one of those days that seem to culminate all that is wonderful. I got to do something I absolutely love to do, but do not get to do very often: I got to have unlimited time in a bookstore. This, precious people, is one of those things that makes for a Very Happy Stacey.

I love bookstores. I don't care what kind of bookstore, if it's a store that contains books I'm so there. For Time alone to drift languidly through aisles and aisles of books is pure bliss. I love the smell of books, the colors of books, the cacophony of subjects that books contain. Although we are fast moving towards a paperless age concerning our finance dealings and communications, there will never be replacements for books. It's true that you can know read books over the internet, but it definitely does not take the place of being able to curl up in front of the fireplace with the real deal.

Anyway, after an hour or so of just roaming, I walked away with five little goodies stashed in my Books-A-Million bag: Llewellyn's Herbal Almanac, Writing Spirit by Lynn V. Andrews, Happy Housewife by Darla Shine, Knit.1 magazine, and A Common Life by Jan Karon on cassette. I'm particularly thrilled with the almanac, as I've been wanting to start a little potted herb garden on my back porch. This book is rich with knowledge and I'm glad I found it.

In other news, there is not a whole lot to share except I think I must have become the most boring person on the planet. I have no knew art to share, no exciting news to write about, and no great ventures planned. I've pretty much just been wife, mother, and daughter to my family, but you know what? I'm loving it. I think taking care of those you love is the most important job we can do. Being a loving wife to your husband and an involved mother to your children far surpasses anything else I could do for myself. For the first time in three years, I'm finally starting to find my niche. I have a long way to go (the great Laundry Monster has exploded in my laundry room and I need clean underwear) but I'm taking things day by day. I've also been praying more, and I had forgotten how beautiful and cleansing it can be. If you really want to commune with God, get down and pray. It's amazing what you'll hear.

I want to wish everyone out there a very blessed Memorial Day. I am very thankful for the men and women who have served this country through the years. We are a country that is still very young and we are going to make mistakes, but I love my country and I support our military. We have a very large Civil War cemetery here in Barnesville and we are going to visit it today. It houses the graves of Northerners and Southerners alike, young men who were just doing what their countries called them to do. Barnesville was extremely involved in that war, in that we housed a Civil War hospital for the wounded and one of our largest plantation houses served as a command set up for both the Confederates and the Union. A lot happened here and there are many unknown soldiers in our graveyard to prove it. Although I find the Civil War one of the saddest events of our history, I want to go to these graves today and pay my respects.

I hope your day, whatever you choose to do, is blessed with light and love.:)

Reading, Knitting, and Cat Hair

I've been doing a lot of reading and knitting lately, especially the reading part. It seems I've been playing catch up on a lot of journals and it's been very enjoyable. As far as knitting goes, I've started a Ravenclaw scarf (I love midnight blue and bronze together, so earthy) and between my excessive computer time and the knitting I've developed a nasty strain in my wrist and right hand (which happens to be my dominant hand. Fun). The ache is so bad that it's actually effecting my usage. I find I'm having problems picking things up without pain, and my wrist at times will throb. I'm hoping it will go away, for I'm sick to death of doctors. It's worse in the morning than any other time of the day, and usually its best in the afternoon. Go figure. It's actually not that bad right now, and I'm hoping it will go away soon.

My cats have all been exceedingly precious lately. Gypsy, my green-eyed solid white, has taken to my lap everytime I sit down. She purrs contentedly as I rub her chin and plant kisses on the top of her small head. The only draw back to her physical affection is the fact that she sheds like a wooley mammoth. You wouldn't think it to look at her. She is a domestic short hair, and very sleek, and yet the minute she hits my lap part of her coat rubs itself all over my clothes. Not to mention I have an affinity for black, so I always look disheveled with white cat hair sticking to my dark clothing. *Sigh*. She's cute, though. I wouldn't have it any other way. She's definitely my baby.

Chaos by Donna Karan and The Plea

*sigh*. "Chaos" by Donna Karan. My favorite.perfume.EVAH.

I have her Black Cashmere, and while it is very similar to Chaos it's just not the same. It's much earthier, and while I love it it's just a cousin to Chaos and not it's twin. For some twisted, strange, and utterly unfathomable reason, DK discontinued Chaos a couple of years ago.

I still mourn.

Please, I beg of you all...if anyone has this perfume and does not like or want it, please take pity on me and send it my way. I am willing to pay you for it (just not the $400.00-plus dollars some perfume stores are asking for it, yeeshbegeesh), and if it's not money you want I'll even draw you an original 8x10 commission of your choice (just no nudity, please, I'm terribly modest). Ever wanted to see yourself as a faery? Queen of dragons? As an Elven beauty? You get the picture.

I.Am.SO.Serious. This perfume is like a drug. It's total liquid gold on my skin, and my iddy biddy sample is about to be gone gone gone...

Oh, yeah, almost forgot: remember when said computer crashed a few weeks back? When I thought I lost everything? Well, had to close down my Etsy store and refund some money today for I can't find my art files. Yep. A lof of stuff was originals that have long since been gone to other homes. I have to collect the pieces I do have and scan them in again, which frankly I have not had the energy to do. Ellen, that's also why you haven't received anything from me yet regarding uploads. *Sigh*. I was so upset I haven't even checked the EMG deadline, but I'm sure I've missed it.

So you see, people, Stacey needs Chaos. She needs it baaaaaaaaaaaad. She needs lovey dovey perfume smells to make her feel better. Really. Truly. For sure...