HAPPY HALLOWEEN

BEST COSTUME

And I deserved it.  Did any other party goer spend two HOURS putting on fabulous eyelashes?  Did any other party goer have to sit quietly for another hour waiting for the tears to wash the eyelash glue out of her eyes?  I suffered torment to become the Spider Woman who won BEST COSTUME.  Oh, and my alter ego "Flash" forgot her camera.  David, our favorite police officer, pulled in and I talked him into escorting me home to get my camera.  So perfect because when we returned there were a lot more party goers and I got to make an exit from the back of the patrol car in full fabulous (did I mention fabulous?) costume.  There were a few others who looked pretty good, I admit.  I would have been worried if Judy Whalen was still there for the costume judging.  I'll have pictures of her and other party goers in future postings.  I see no reason to have competition on this post.  This is all about me.  I won a $25 gift certificate to Starbucks.  $25 is six medium sized green tea frappicinos with extra whipped cream.  Sometimes they put my drink in a large size glass and add as much whipped cream as the big cup will allow.  Those are the days I know I've done something nice for someone and the karma is coming back to me.  I find it hard to sit still in the car to get to my next stop after all that sugar, but that's a small sacrifice.  

This summer Martha Dawn told me life's too short to give up ice cream.  I took her at her word and now keep Blue Bell mint chocolate chip in the freezer.  I stuff as much as I can in a large coffee cup once a day and savor every bite.  You know I really really try not to have the mint chocolate chip on the days I have the green tea frappicino with extra whipped cream.   But some things in life are just too hard.  The days the Starbucks folks put my green tea frappicino in the large cup and there's as much whipped cream as there is green tea frappicino I try extra hard not to have that mint chocolate chip ice cream, but does Spider Woman give up that one extra bug in her web?  I think not.

Continuing White Rock Tour pics

This is my darling Mel, who has just come home from a grand adventure to be back with his family.  What would my first time on the tour be without him coming by?  He had Dana with him and she was looking really healthy (we worry about her health).  She's feeling so much better.  I don't know why she's not in the picture with Mel.  They left us and went on to the State Fair of Texas to enjoy the last day.  Mel said they (especially Dana) spent the day eating Fair food.  

Here are others guests visiting during the tour looking for art in the garden.

More White Rock Lake Artist Studio Tour pictures

Top picture of Miss Lorie with her hair shining like a halo.

Art in the Garden during the Tour

Here we are - the Girls!  Me, with my hand on Miss Lorie's shoulder, Angie in her cute hat and darling Ms. Stearns.  These girlfriends were on last shift the last day of the tour (Sunday).  They like the other girlfriends were terrific, showing up to help me my first time on the White Rock Lake Artists Studio Tour.  

Next picture, this is one of the ladies visiting the tour checking out the table with little things; Christmas ornaments, earrings, cross pendants, etc.  Then some tour goers with me and my "tall chair", which no one was interested in.  I love it, but I'm thinking I need to have it powder coated in lipstick red or something so people won't walk right by it.  Who knows?

White Rock Lake Artists Studio Tour - pictures

More fun on the Tour.  First picture is me with my "tall chair".  Not a great picture, but the flowers are from Steve Stansbury, my oldest friend.  He and I lived across the street from each other in New Iberia, Louisiana when we were children.  He and Alvin never forget my birthday though I forget all their important dates.  I love and adore Steve always.  Back in the 50's when all the parents parented all the children on the block, Mrs. Stansbury was one of the gentle Moms.  Still is, gentle and elegant.  Mr. and Mrs. Stansbury live in the same house they lived in when I was 3 years old and it's familiar every time I walk in the front door.  So many good memories.  The flowers are still smiling at me from the living room.  

Next picture is my teacup and teapot totem garden.  Instead of walking through out front door when we leave and come home, we drive in the back to the garage, so I think of the back as our entrance and decided to do something with the back little garden.  Since I'm not a gardener, but try to get a few things growing, I find the teacups and teapot totems never wilt, droop or die.

Last, but not least, these are Mel's motorcycle pipes.  He brought them to me 5 years ago (through the front door during our annual Christmas party).  I looked at them all those 5 years, never could see them as sculpture and threw them out.  Bob saw them by the garbage cans and of course came up with the idea for me to weld a base and stand them up.  I put some flowers in the top of the tubes during the tour.  They didn't sell, but look like a million motorcycle bucks.

Tonight Cynthia hosted a Barbaree Babes Birthday Party.  Chere and I both had birthdays Saturday, October 18.  Party was delightful.  I put a moratorium on presents, but Vince had already bought me a birdhouse.  So sweet of him since his birdhouses have all been stolen since the garden tour.  I'll have it hung and birds will be nesting soon.  Glo made Chere and me each one of her wonderful wire animals.  A chicken, of course, for Chere and a squirrel for me.  I'll treasure the birdhouse and squirrel.  Both so perfect for me.  Many wonderful cards.  Laurie couldn't make the party.  Her beautiful 18 year old cat, Odie, died and she is in mourning.  We all understand and send much love to her.

Cynthia's house looks better every time I visit.  I will put a picture of the welded flower she gave me for my birthday on the blog soon.  She's really got something there with her flowers.S  She welded a small bottle tree for her counter.  It's right under a light so the colored bottles sparkle.   Did I remember to  bring a camera to the Chere and Babette Babe birthday party?  Nooooooooooo

White Rock Lake Artists Studio Tour - more pics

The first picture is of my rock fountain.  You can't tell from the picture, but I'm so impressed.  I made it 3 days before the tour and the water is still going.  Bart drilled a hole in a big rock I gave him, but I couldn't figure out how to use it.  Now I know I can make another fountain and use the rock Bart drilled the hole in.  Thank you Bart.  Second picture is of Lorie and people wandering around the back yard.  I'm pretending the back yard looks like there's a neat garden there.  Lorie kept rearranging my rock fountain (and the rest of the back yard).  She put in a little heart I'd cut out of a piece of granite in the rock fountain.  I thought it didn't look good there.  Next people who walked in commented favorably about the heart.  Of course!  Lorie and Ms. Stearns love that.  The two ladies in the last picture were so delightful and elegant.  They made me feel like all the hard work getting ready for the tour was worth it so they could come by and enjoy.  You just know they make people smile when they grace them with their presence.

more White Rock Lake Artist Studio Tour pictures

Today was takeout for the State Fair.  I took some pictures, but I can't find my camera.  Here's some continuing Tour pictures.  Top picture is Lynn and Cissy.  I know Cissy doesn't understand why I continue to misspell her name.  I must tell her someday I have a friend who's real name is Cissy.  My other Cissy couldn't decide on a name for her daughter, so on the daughter's birth certificate the name is No Name.  We call her Noni.  I've always thought I'm the same size as (pictured) Cissy and want her clothes.  Finally, Lynn and Cissy convinced me we're not the same size.  I'm wondering where that puts me on Cissy's list of who gets her clothes.  Of course you remember my dear Lynne, my "good" son's godmother.   Next picture - the purple girls.  That's Kate, one of my most amazing artists at the Fair.  Last picture, Janice and Kathy.  I have a year to work on them for the Fair next year.  

I must tell you for once our back yard looked nice.  After 15 years finally got it cleaned up a bit.  I can squint and pretend it's a lovely garden, with art mixed in.  Course you do have to squint.