We've arrived!

The weather at the beach is actually quite nice now.... Overcast, but
no rain yet. I convinced casey to walk over to the dreaded beasts....
He actually got close enough for a picture.... And then ran away!

More to come later.

Inspiring

There is just something about the way he talks....and what he believes in....how he cares...how he listens....this moved me.

I can do anything....I was in a boy band.

Lonely artists

Why is it that some artists just don't know when to shut up? Well---I really shouldn't stereotype artists, so.....

Why is it that some people just don't know when to shut up?

Some lady called today to ask "an expert" a question. I guess I was the lucky expert of the day on acrylic paintings.

After talking to her for a good ten minutes, I discovered that.....

she has been painting for 20+ years.
she lives in santa cruz.
she buys a "shit load" of stuff from UA.
its " f$%^ing huge", and not on a stretched frame.
yeah....she swears a lot.
she started this particular painting in 1992.
she calls herself stubborn.
she wants to get her point across, without letting you get a word in edge wise- yet she wants
my opinion?
she is recently divorced, so has moved this particular piece twice.
she normally prepares her canvases with a mixture of gesso and modeling paste, in order to get
a smooth surface.
she has won awards for her previous paintings.
one of her canvases was sent to mexico, where a gentleman royaly "f$%^ed it up".
attempted to put this humongous canvas on the wall by herself, and dropped it several times,
but did not give up....because again, she is stubborn.
is at a hard time in her life right now.
is trying to get back into working again, so doesn't know when she will have time for this
painting.

Yeah....and that's a SUMMARY. I mean, come on lady, I have work to do! Just ask me what the problem is, how you can or cannot fix it, and I will gladly help you! I don't need a biography.

But it just goes to show you the type of people that artists are....eccentric, eclectic, interesting, creative.........and at times......lonely.

At least he tries...

So one of my biggest pet peeves with Casey is that right when he comes home, he plops down in his chair (which is right near the door in the living room) and takes off his shoes and then just throws his socks everywhere. Whenever I get around to cleaning up the house I may end up finding 6 socks or more that need to be washed.....GRRR.....

So Casey knows about my feelings on the situation. Instead of trying to actually put his socks into his hamper, where they will eventually get washed, he makes this........

He stuffs his socks into one sock, which ends up looking like a disformed/diseased foot. I just laughed when I realized what it was. At least he's trying.

We all have goals in life...

Casey just had to fish out the free snickers in the vending machine. Notice the intense focus and anguish on his face as he uses an old, twisted coat hanger.

Mission accomplished!!
P.S. Snickers bar was not harmed in any way during the process of this rescue. It was however, devoured by his boss after rescue.

Seriously?

Why do people have to be such f$#%ing irresponsible, inconsiderate retards?

Casey's car was broken into, which was parked by the side of our place. The shattered his driver's side window to go in and rummage through everything, only to take his ATM card. Which, they then drove off and proceded to the nearest Jack in the Crack, and 76 station to gas up onto there next low life adventure. Casey actually remembers hearing the sound of the glass breaking, and then a car driving off....but thought nothing of it. Unfortunately it would have been too late anyway.

So poor Casey, he has classes to go to, papers and tests.....with his car seat full of glass. I have to leave for work, while he calls his bank, the police, and the window repair company. Luckily everything worked itself out for the day....but it really bothers me and leaves an uneasy feeling in my stomach.

Luckily, I get to park my car in the garage....yes, I'm spoiled. But Casey has to leave his out all the time. What if they had actually stolen the car?! Thank God that didn't happen.....

It just pisses me off and frustrates me that we work our butts off, go to school and try to make a living for ourselves, when these crooks just come in and do as they please. In the end, we spend our hard earned money to repair a broken window that really never needed to be addressed in the first place, but thanks to your f#$%ers....there goes another $200! AAARRRGHHHHH!!!!!!

I need a drink.

Look what you're missing out on!!!

I love it when I get a client who has NEVER had a massage before. They usually get a gift certificate from a boyfriend/girlfriend who just wants them to try it.

First I love it, because I don't have to worry about being perfect. It's not like they are a seasoned veteran who knows just the right touch.

Second, not only will they make some very funny oohs and ahhs.....they end up leaving just so happy and relaxed and can't believe how fabulous it was.

Once you try it, you never go back!

Becoming a Blogaholic

I have just created 2 new blogs...one for my wedding and one for my artwork.

www.paintedchiartwork.blogspot.com

www.caseyalisha10172009.blogspot.com

Enjoy!