For most of the country fall begins in September. But down here in southeast Louisiana summer lasted until about a week ago. I know this because I was wearing shorts right up until about October 18th. For those of you who don’t know me quite as well as others, let’s just say I’m always the one carrying a sweater around. I get cold when it’s seventy degrees.
So when I say it’s still been summer, you can count on temperatures in the eighties. Okay, temperatures are still hitting in the seventies during the day, but the nights are cooling off into the thirties and forties.
Last night I stayed up late writing (4000 words for Witches of Bourbon Street thank you very much) and I was chilled enough I knew it would take forever to warm up once I went to bed.
So, instead of climbing in bed at 1am, I climbed into my tub with BLACK HEART LOA , by Adrian Phoenix.
Awe wonderful bliss. A hot tub, a good book, and a cold night. Bring on fall and winter. Mr. Clawfoot, I’ve missed you.
Confession time. I’m a bead maker who rarely wears jewelry. I’m usually at home writing or in the studio making beads. It isn’t an existence that lends itself to getting dressed up. Or getting dressed at all for that matter. I could spend all day in my jammies and no one would know.
So when it comes time to actually go somewhere, I almost always forget to add a piece of jewelry. Sure, I have pieces. I display them at shows, pull them out for my bead events, but on a daily basis? I often have to dig around in my purse for a bead to show a stranger what it is I do when the subject comes up.
But now I think that is all about to change. I have a customer, Laura of Simply Adorning, who does the most amazing things with my beads. Man-o-man does she make them look awesome! I never knew my beads could look so good.
This peacock pendant was the first piece I got from Laura. She made one and sent me a picture. I knew right them I had to have one.
Then I saw this in her store! I’m a bit of a sucker for a ring, but when I saw my floral bead set in there…wow, just wow. I love this ring.
But this is the piece I adore. Simply adorning indeed. Just gorgeous. How could I resist wearing this at every opportunity?
You can find variations of each of these pieces in Laura’s Etsy store.
Doesn’t the California coast sound heavenly right now as we all bake in stifling heat? I’ve only gone outside to head straight to the car or to check on the progress of our yellow jacket situation. (BTW they are still alive, but contained under that bowl. Greg even mowed successfully).
I literally haven’t spent more than three minutes outside at one time since Greg took me to New Orleans a week ago. Before that? Who knows. Thank you baby Jesus for inventing air-conditioning. And ceiling fans. I love my ceiling fans.
Anyway, this got me thinking about my favorite place on earth. Trinidad, CA. Where the redwoods met the coast. Man is it gorgeous there.
This picture was taken in Sept of 2006. Through all of our RV adventures we had, I’m pretty sure Trinidad ranks number one as the best place we visited. Followed closely by the Olympic Peninsula. You just can’t beat fresh crab from the Hood Canal.
I’d gladly live there if the winters weren’t so gray. And if my bank account was substantially larger. 🙂 Today I wish I was walking the beaches and smelling the redwoods. Then I’d top it off with a trip to Six Rivers Brewery. Ahh.
You’d think with a title like that I’d have a beach house, a ski cabin, and a condo in Belize right? Oh, that would be nice. No. I just have one cute little cottage in southeastern Louisiana.
It’s pretty adorable right? Yeah, I think so too. I’d like to transplant it right into New Orleans. We live north of the city and that has many advantages, like being relatively safe from hurricanes and low crime and about half the cost–at least is was half the cost.
But the house prices are getting closer together. And that is exactly the type of thing that makes me want to house shop. It’s a hobby. I love to look at real estate just about anywhere, but when it’s New Orleans. Oh my. Greg and I both just adore the old houses.
And that is what got us out of the house on Saturday. It was only 94 degrees with a heat index of 117. Perfect day for a stroll right? Yeah. That’s what I said. But we did it anyway. We are slowly narrowing down the area we want to live in should we ever have the means to actually move there.
Top of the list is Algiers Point. It’s just a short ferry ride across the Mississippi from the French Quarter. This is what we went and looked at.
The upstairs is a three bedroom and downstairs has two studio apartments. We were thinking one could be the studio and the other we’d rent out. It’s pretty darn cheap, but it does need some work. I mean it’s over 100 years old and in New Orleans. Everything needs work. Of course this is just speculation, cause we aren’t really moving. But it sure is fun to look. I have more fun running around looking at houses than art shopping. That’s saying something.
Yes! I spent my morning anxiously waiting for UPS to get here. My office is in the front of the house, and the blinds are wide open. You’d think with the dogs always on the lookout for strangers they’d bark right? They usually do.
But, no. Neither dog barked. My UPS man did not ring my doorbell like usual and I did not hear the truck. I have no idea what time he got here or how long my book was waiting for me on the front steps.
But it’s here!
It’s a true testament to my willpower that I didn’t run around screaming through the house. You see, Greg was in the studio and had I created a ruckus, that might have proved to be dangerous since he was working with hot glass at the time.
Instead, I sent an email with a lot of !!!! to Lisa Liddy, my book designer, who is undoubtedly wondering why in the heck I haven’t been posting all over Facebook, Twitter, and any other place I can randomly spew with glee.
I was just busy getting the efiles ready to go. I’ll let you know as soon as they show up in the various outlets (a few days I think).
In the meantime, you can now pre-order a signed copy of the book from right here. I ordered a small print run because I’ve had requests. They should be here early next week and as soon as they get here, I’ll be getting the handy pen ready and shipping them out.
So, last week I was talking about smoothies. That got Greg thinking if we had a blender (ours died a while back), then I could make us smoothies. Yes, I can do it. He didn’t seem to be paying much attention when I was telling him the ratio of ingredients. I suspect I’m going to be hearing, “D, aren’t you going to make a smoothie today?” quite often the rest of the summer.
You’d think with my vast experience of smoothie making, I could have been a little less messy, right?
It was super yummy though. Mine included soymilk, strawberries, blueberries, blackberries, and raspberries. Greg’s had orange juice, orange sherbet, strawberries, and peaches.