Utilizing Limited Gifts

60. More Pictures of LA (lower alabama)

2008-07-17T09:27:00.004-04:00

59. And God Told Us to GO HOME

2008-07-14T23:38:00.005-04:00

The sky turned dark and the lightening flashed.

E ran from the water when I yelled "lightening kills".

I got one last photo before the bottom fell out.

Here's what we learned from our trip to the River Styx:

E likes grilled oysters better fried oysters and oysters in seafood gumbo are good but not raw oysters; they taste like sea boogers, to him. (I've loved raw oysters since I learned, at 6, that oysters make pearls..... I found a weird, warpy pearl in an oyster when I was 8... never again)
R.V. parks rent trailers which are a cheap alternative to motels and tattoo-ed families are nice.
People who stay in R.V. parks hate eating in restaurants; I don't understand this AT ALL.
If you hear gun fire while toobing along the river: it's just the gun club. No worries.
If you walk from the R.V. "resort", through the trailer park just past the bend in the road to the tube rental place and think swimming half a mile up-stream to the resort is a better alternative than walking back because you're intimidated by the natives: burn the gas and take the car next time. Salmon are crazy.
Cerebral Palsy does not prevent a person from driving the adventurous to the river in a rusted out, door-less school bus.
Civil War era forts are hot. We visited 2.
Dauphin Island, Alabama was capital of French Louisiana for a time.... did I capitalize that correctly?
I can change in and out of my bating suit in a parking lot faster than in the car.
A sandy butt-crack is a terrible thing.

58. True Confessions

2008-07-04T22:27:00.003-04:00

I talked my dad into opening the store tomorrow, so: I have to work... I want to work. I volunteered. Is that weird? that I want to sell furniture on the 5th? I get to. I get what I want.

I've wanted for years to take a road trip in a van and visit thrift stores along the eastern sea board and it seems that my dream is to become reality. I'm doing an art festival in East Hampton Labor Day weekend; the jury has approved me, motel reservations are made, van rental procured, now I've just got to paint, paint, paint. 1000 mile tax-deductible road trip: whoo-hoo.

my mom may or may not want to join me and I am mature enough to not worry about that, either way.

57. Tell Me About Your Vacation

2008-07-02T10:12:00.002-04:00

I just made camp ground reservations at the Styx River Resort so E and I can tube down the river Styx next weekend.

56.

2008-06-20T23:25:00.005-04:00

Until this picture, I'd never grasped how oddly alike my brother and I look.... If you cut my hair short, put me in a green polo and khaki shorts, gave me 10" in height, and made both my arms the size of the left one: twins, I tell you.

This weekend, I staged a better booth display: like I'd do for a fancier show. They guy who prcessed the picture was less than impressed with the glare elimination of having Tee, the mover, hold his finger over the flash.

I'm making yogurt cheese tonight, in the wake of my count-down to the return of E cleaning spree.

55. Patron Saint of Iowa

2008-06-18T22:41:00.002-04:00

Here is his message.

54. Nasal Labia

2008-06-16T21:34:00.003-04:00

VA says she was "the grandmother" from the Barbie family. She's now an unfinished Joan D'Arc. She'll get a paint job and maybe a hood before it's all over; she's still got these weird cheek eyebrows that I think are implying nasal labia.

53. First Olsen Bump Pics

2008-06-15T22:45:00.003-04:00

She's not finished, just doesn't have to be nailed to a wooden base before the clothes go on because, strangely enough, she's not go "heels feet". Just remember: you saw Mary Kate Olsen or Ashley Olsen pregnant here first.

52. Plastix Fantastix

2008-06-15T11:23:00.002-04:00

One doll has a butt that's actually thong shaped, and the other came with her own hooker boots. I'm having waayy too much fun with these dolls. Can't wait to show finished product.

51. Lightening Bug in the Trailer

2008-06-05T22:59:00.009-04:00

I've ripped up 1/2 a telephone book and it's soaking in hot, used, dish water because I've bought a whole bunch of "Barbie"s and "Ken"s at the thrift store to turn into saint sculptures.... Who buys their pre-pubescent daughter a ripped plastic man with a tattoo-ed chest? and Rickets? Helping humanity, I am. I did an incredible St. Patrick earlier this week and want to make moooore! but to burn gas to buy supplies I might could make at home? ooohh noooo. waaay too cheap.

Tonight/this morning I will not delete.