Thursday, December 10, 2009

ummm- what's the date again?

Oh yeah, (ahem) The Tenth Day Of Christmas






(now see if you can stop singing 'Poison Ivy!'  *)

Today I grant the Humane Society my largesse, specifically Safe Harbor here in Jupiter.  Oh, I do exaggerate, what I am doing is sending a donation to them because they sent me a picture of a pit bull named Lucy who had her lips removed by some unscrupulous vet after she had a life of fighting.  Made me sick to my stomach that someone could even consider such treatment of an animal.  And here is Molly asleep on my feet and I worry about every bump on her.  OK, that's where my thoughts and cash go today.  Oy, I can't wait to see the credit card bill in January!

Note:  It wasn't a half hour after I sent my donation to the Humane Society before I got invited to their 'Wildlife Ball'.  Guess it probably isn't a place to carry a crocodile purse.

The preparations for the Open Studio are coming along-  today I have to get the current project wrapped up to a point I can pick it up and hide it somewhere.  Then put away the tools of the trade, pull down the paper shades on all my racks of junk to simplify the space visually.

So far:

The big green center hole has a couple of mangrove trees cut out and ready to apply today or tomorrow but I took the picture as I was running out the door.  Coming along.  Next one will be better color too-  my personal swamp isn't nearly as washed out.

I made up a little class schedule if anyone is interested-  it was somewhat of a challenge coming up with simple things that may attract a few students-  the ones who were told they can't draw way back when.  I'm offering a 'learn to draw' class for those that were thwarted in their childhood.  Then, I am also offering a 'Crafternoon' class for the more adventuresome folks who don't mind getting dirty hands.  What I intend to do with that one is to lead them through a No-Wrong-Way project like perhaps paste papers one week, then the next session we will make things from the papers like covered boxes or special envelopes or perhaps little book covers for purchased photo books.  I am intentionally doing things that have positive and beautiful outcomes so they gain confidence for the next stage which will be making a little signature book with decorated pages.  Third, I am offering a one-on-one mentoring class for making a quilt for someone who has never done it-  what they won't know is that they will be learning a series of short cuts and work arounds that will get them a fabulous quilt that they will DESIGN themselves, but if I advertise that they will be turned off before they get there.  (See, I know about being turned off before I get there because if someone offered me a free math class I would immediately leave the building!  BUT if they offer me a free class playing with shapes and colors I would be in heaven!)




*With thanks to the Coasters,  made it to #7 in 1959:


She comes on like a rose but everybody knows
She'll get you in Dutch
You can look but you better not touch


Poison iv-y-y-y-y, poison iv-y-y-y-y
Late at night while you're sleepin' poison ivy comes a'creepin'
Arou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ound


She's pretty as a daisy but look out man she's crazy
She'll really do you in
If you let her under your skin


Poison iv-y-y-y-y, poison iv-y-y-y-y
Late at night while you're sleepin' poison ivy comes a'creepin'
Arou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ound


Measles make you bumpy
And mumps'll make you lumpy
And chicken pox'll make you jump and twitch
A common cold'll fool ya
And whooping cough can cool ya
But poison ivy, Lord'll make you itch!!


You're gonna need an ocean of calamine lotion
You'll be scratchin' like a hound
The minute you start to mess around


Poison iv-y-y-y-y, poison iv-y-y-y-y
Late at night while you're sleepin' poison ivy comes a'creepin'
Arou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ound


Measles make you bumpy
And mumps'll make you lumpy
And chicken pox'll make you jump and twitch
A common cold'll fool ya
And whooping cough can cool ya
But poison ivy, Lord'll make you itch!!


You're gonna need an ocean of calamine lotion
You'll be scratchin' like a hound
The minute you start to mess around


Poison iv-y-y-y-y, poison iv-y-y-y-y
Late at night while you're sleepin' poison ivy comes a'creepin'
Arou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ound




la da la da la da
la da la da la da
la da la da la da
la da la da la da


(Thought by some to not be about a plant at all, but instead about a young lady with a social disease.) Oh geesh, now I am itching.

2 comments :

Kay Koeper Sorensen said...

You're counting one way and I'm counting a different way - but will we meet on the 12 1/2th day???

Rayna said...

ha - I am one of those unfortunates who was told never to draw. Maybe I should sign myself up!