Happy International Blasphemy Day!

Happy International Blasphemy Day!  See!  There really is a Holiday for Everything!  I suppose, since I probably owe all of you another bitchy blog post after making you read the last few pieces of mindless drivel I posted, I should take full advantage of the topic dropped right in my lap like that..  But I am not gonna.  Sorry.  After all the crap that went down when that dude posted his dumbass video mocking the Muslims a couple of weeks ago, I just don't even want to go there anymore.  All I have to say on the matter is that if your belief system is so fragile and impotent that all criticism of it must be met with death threats and murder, maybe you ought to look at finding a new belief system.

So, anyway, I finished quilting the quilt I was working on yesterday, and it is now all ready to be bound.  Now I just have to find something for the binding.  Not today though.  Last night I started working on adding to my color palette for my art quilt endeavor.  All those new fabrics I created this summer need to be added, so I started cutting strips off of all of them last night.  When I get done typing here I will go start ironing fusible web to the backs of all of those pieces I cut.  That will give me another 100+ colors to work with.  Unfortunately I think I am going to need more webbing.  I have already burned through 2 bolts, and the third is going quickly.  And of course I cannot find a record of where I bought them the last time, so I will have to go searching again.

Yeah, yeah, I know, you don't give a shit about any of that.  I guess that is the price you all have tp pay for reading the blog of a woman with no friends.  I have no one else to talk to, so I tell you.  If only there was some brave soul out there with no life of her own, besides maybe her husband and kids, who could befriend a middle aged crazy lady and give all of you a break from my idle chit chat.  Well, until she shows up, I reckon I will just keep on rambling to all of you.

I have just had a lot on my mind lately, what with the changes I am trying to make to my own life, and having a place to just sort through all of it has proven to be extremely therapeutic.   I am not sure I could see this through to its ultimate fruition if it wasn't for the feeling that all of you are depending on me.  I don't want to let you down.  Especially after you have sat through so many of these pointless blog posts!  I am still trying to figure out how to write out an artist's bio for myself.  I am far too complex a person to condense my essence into 100 words or less.  Well, I am probably not, but I just can't find the right words.  It is so weird.  I know who I am and I know what I want to do.  They are crystal fucking clear in my mind.  But I cannot figure out for the life of me how to put either of them into words that other people could understand.

I am sure the biggest problem is that I am trying too hard.  It usually is.  I just need to relax and let it come to me instead of trying to force it out.  In the mean time there are plenty of other things that I can be working on to prepare for my debut into the real world, so I better get busy on those instead of just sitting here talking about them.  I will find something to bitch to you about soon, until then, ... Namaste.