Merry Christmas

Sparkling tree
Family and friends gathered together
Voices raised in song

I hope your Christmas is full of delicious food, beautiful music, sparkly lights and your favorite people!

Thank you

for all of your e-mails and wonderful praise of my book. Your words fill my heart!

And those of you who took the time to comment on Amazon - how can I thank you enough for telling me (and the whole world!) that you are drawing inspiration from my work? Your words mean so much more than you could ever know!

Thank you, thank you, thank you dear readers - you make me feel all warm and tingly inside!

And for all of you who pre-ordered from my website - and therefore entered your name to win a package full of color...


I have had so much fun filling a cute box with bead soups and fiber bundles and I wish I could send all of you a big present full of beads and fibers and color... however, I had to pick one. So I mixed all of your names together and drew...

Lisa Choplo
Congratulations Lisa!!

Hope

My dear friend Dagmar posted a wonderful message about Hope - a very brave, wise and beautiful girl of 14 fighting cancer. My heart goes out to her. Please visit Hope's blog and leave her a comment, a prayer, a blanket of warmth from around the world.

A few days left to win!

Samples from my Bead Soup Collection and Fiber Bouquets

Order Beaded Colorways from my website by December 21 and your name will be entered to win a big package of color!

Look for the drawing on December 21!

On the naming of things

If you are offended by, grossed out by, or in any other way turned off by potty talk, then I recommend you read no further.

However for those made of stronger stuff, I offer this.

As many of you know, we have a little cottage on Whidbey Island - see here for a tame blog post (with no mention of potties). It was built over the last 6 months and is ready… or nearly ready for us. Only problem is – we can’t use the toilets. Oh yes the toilets are brand new, in place, work just fine and yes our septic system is in place. However our septic contractor – the one who holds the coveted programming code in the palm of his hand – can’t seem to schedule us in for an inspection. Problem is we already paid him. Yes, I know, fatal mistake. But he required it to start work and he is the only one around with the licensing for our very elaborate, specialized, expensive system (so the water is pure enough to flow directly into the wetlands). He is a monopoly on the island and holds not only that little code, but our bowels in the palm of his hand.

Now a portable toilet is kind-of okay for awhile, but gets (and smells) old very fast. Not to mention the bright blue box in front of the house – a very welcoming gesture don’t you think?

But there is a bit of humor to that bright blue can. The name. Now you have your Sani-Cans, Porta Potties, Honey Buckets (how disgusting) – but none of their founding fathers had the vision (or enough beers) to evoke a laugh out of everyone who, after holding it for as long as possible, finally squinches up their nose, approaches the big blue box and enters the ‘Wizard of Ooze’. Yep. ‘Wizard of Ooze’. After a trip into the big blue box, there is more reason than one why people walk away with a big smile.

Hopefully the septic god will bless us with his appearance before Christmas, or I’ll be forced to put up a string of lights on the Wizard. In the meantime please keep your fingers (and legs) crossed for us that he will show up soon.


P.S. Sorry I didn’t include any photos this time – but thought perhaps there are times for photos and well… times not for photos.

Beaded Colorways has arrived!

Surrounded by books and beads, Joie and I toasted to a milestone (with a great Whidbey Island wine), then I grabbed a pen and started signing!

The first armfuls will go to the post office late tonight!

Beads, fibers, sunsets

A day full of color makes me happy!