…plastic.
It was one of those days. I spent a good, productive morning getting everyone’s (mine, Bruce’s, my mother’s) paper work out of the way. With checkbooks balanced and bills paid, Bruce and I took a walk to the post office before I planned to settle in to a long awaited afternoon in the studio. In the mail was an incorrectly figured bill, related to some supplemental care for my mother. Oy. The studio afternoon ooozed through my fingers in a series of phone calls, document searches, and my growing annoyance with just about everything.
I was beset by a BAD mood, and Bruce wisely went off to play BADminton. (So very different from each other.) And then I remembered my commitment to posting on my blog. Blech. What the hell was I going to write about? Certainly not about all the jewelry I finally worked on in the studio. Because I didn’t get to do THAT this afternoon. Grumble, grumble, grumble.
I started to look through old photos for inspiration. Yeah, I know gratitude is a tool to get out of self pity mode. When I don’t feel the least bit grateful I start by being glad I do not have a sharp stick in my eye. Really. I thought about pulling out random photos of things for which I am grateful. I was still grumbling until I came across the first photos I took using little plastic props. At last. The mischievous angry kitties made me smile, and life was getting back into perspective.
Barbara S Fernald Jewelry 
Love those kitties! Made me smile too!
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Thanks Carla. Things must really be heating up down there!
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bless you-you made me laugh! i’ll have to remember the stick-in-the-eye when i don’t actually have a figurative stick in my eye. god, i wish we lived down the street and could have an occasional coffee/tea…xoxo
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Oh Holly. Me too. We would be laughing a lot, even when we were in bad moods. It would be so much better than a sharp stick in the eye!
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Cute kitties! (Kind of surprised they’re pushing the rock and not investigating or batting at the earrings.) No allergens, either, very NICE kitties.
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Sally, I never know what they’ll do….
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Remember in The Graduate when Hoffman’s character is given advice in one word: plastic.
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Great movie!
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Hahahahaha! What are those things anyway? Too funny.
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Little plastic cats, less than an inch long. Their faces, which don’t show up here, all look like they are pissed off! Angry kitties. I left one peering in the window at a friend’s house in Boston, and then lamented to my son’s girlfriend that I wished I had bought a bunch of them. It would have been so much funnier to leave several of them peering in the window.
A month later she sent me 10 of them in the mail!
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Angry kitties save the day! Hooray! Next time a bad mood strikes, I recommend a dose of Piper the pig. Works every time.
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I can see where Piper the pig would be a great companion. I smile every time I see him and see Macy’s face when she is holding him!
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LOVE the angry kitties! My dogs and my walking buddies and their dogs often save me from a grumbly day – they are the best listeners.
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I think I need to make a west coast visit before too much time goes by! Did you get dumped on by snow?
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Very little snow in Beaverton (Kat was very disappointed about not having a snow day) and what did fall melted quickly. Now it’s just rain and wind.
I would love to see you out here any time! Have a good girls’ weekend.
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The cute kitties saved you from the Wambulance!! I swear, 5 days out of 6 getting the mail means another 2 unwanted hours on the phone. Hope todays a better day. It’s really windy here..must be there even moreso!!
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