Bath or Shower?

I just spent a lovely Sunday morning scrubbing the bathroom, and after twisting my body in contortionist positions trying to scrub the garden tub, I wondered again how many people actually ever use one?

I am a shower kind of person.  I like a nice big shower, preferably with a seat or ledge in it so I can rest my foot on it while shaving my legs.  I like the feel of the water cascading over my head when I wash my hair.  I like to set the shower head on a pulsating spray so I can massage my back and shoulders.  And I like to feel clean when I am done, meaning I have rinsed away all the soap residue.

I am not comfortable sitting in the tub.  I mean, it’s hard, ya know?  The top of me gets cold. If I slide down in the tub to get most of me under the water, I’m in an awkward position and it makes my back hurt.  In romance novels, the heroine always has a bubble bath, with candles lit, a glass of wine and good book.  Bubbles baths were fun as a kid, but now my skin is really sensitive to all that stuff.  Not to mention that I’ve never successfully managed to read in the tub without getting my book wet.

I do make use of the tub.  I put plants in it when I have to bring them in for winter.  I dry clothes.  I have a friend who uses hers as a hamper for the dirty towels. 

So, what’s your preference – bath or shower?  And why?


Recognizing Women Entrepreneurs

Yesterday I attended the Appalachian Women Entrepreneurs (AWE) Conference in Asheville, NC at the headquarters of Handmade in America.  This was the first of what will hopefully become an annual event.  It was AWESOME!

I met really talented but humble artists and crafters from all over western North Carolina.  Some were jewelers, some fiber artists, photographers, writers, potters, basket weavers, you name it.  What they all had in common is a passion for what they create, and a willingness to share their knowledge and experiences with others.

Yoko Morris, who leads AWE, and her cohorts at Handmade did a fantastic job of organizing the day around sharing sessions, workshops and panel discussions.  They brought in guest speakers who were knowledgeable, articulate and very willing to share their experience with us.  I learned so much!  I can’t wait to start putting some of this new-found knowledge to work.

I made some new friends and business connections.  I hope to be able to feature some of these North Carolina grown enterprises in future blog posts.  Stay tuned…

American Craft Week

How are you participating?


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How Artists Can Participate in American Craft Week
Posted: 19 Sep 2012 04:00 AM PDT
American Craft Week is coming up. Here’s how to join in!

Currently in its third year, American Craft Week is a project of Craft Retailers and Artists for Tomorrow. It was started as a grassroots movement to celebrate good design, high quality materials and the excellent craftsmanship found in American-made goods. According to Diane Sulg, co-chair and owner of Maddi’s Gallery in Charlotte, North Carolina, “The main idea is to make noise – everyone, all on the same week, calling attention to American crafts.”
The original concept for this celebration and focus on craft is loosely based on the success of “Restaurant Week” which has spurred interest throughout the country. In that spirit, the American Craft Week website has a state-by-state directory listing events taking place in galleries, studios, and arts…

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Happy Fall Y’all!

Today is the first day of Autumn.  It’s a gorgeous day here in the High Country.  Sun is shining, temp in the 70s.  It’s a great day to take the dogs to the park, go to a college football game or check out an apple festival.

To celebrate the Equonox, I’ll share some of the Fall themed items in my Etsy shop.

Afghans and Baby Blankets

   Now that the weather is turning cooler, and the official start of Autumn is just a few days away, it’s time to think about all that baby yarn just waiting to be made into afghans.  During the summer, it’s just too hot to have an afghan draped across my lap.  I could make granny squares, but I really hate sewing them together.  I much prefer an afghan all in one piece. 

I thought I would share some that I have made previously.  All are crocheted.  Some are my own design.  Some are favorite patterns from other designers.

Trees, Flowers and Visitors

The High Country, as this part of North Carolina is called, is beautiful at all times of the year.  These pictures capture the end of summer.

I have hanging baskets and planters full of Petunias and Geraniums on my front porch.  We love to sit on the porch swing in the evening and enjoy the bright colors.  And although I’ve been told it’s too cold here in the winter for Crepe Myrtles to survive, you can see I have a beautiful, full rose red one planted at the end of my flower beds.

This plant is a weed, but the gold finches love it.  I’ve counted as many as six of them feeding off this one plant at any one time.

We have lots of four legged critters around here, too.  This summer we have gotten to watch these twin fawns and their momma.  We usually see them early in the morning in the cemetery next door, and at the bottom of our yard many evenings.  You can see the morning fog hanging over the cemetery in these pictures.  The deer are quite tame, and cute, but they like to eat my veggies, rose bushes and phlox.  I do hope the hunters leave them alone this Fall.

It’s Mountain Day!

I went to a small, liberal arts college in central Pennsylvania – Juniata College.  Juniata has a wonderful tradition that dates back over 100 years.  Each Fall, a day is set aside for students and faculty to enjoy Nature’s change of colors, the crisp air, good food and one another.  It’s called Mountain Day.

Mountain Day is never announced in advance.  You get up one glorious September or October morning, and there it is.  Classes are canceled.  The location (usually one of the local state parks) is announced.  Transportation is provided.  When you get there, you can do whatever you want.  Relax, enjoy the company of friends, hike the trails, or find a comfy spot under a tree to read a book or watch Nature.

Lunch is a big picnic, with the usual fried chicken, baked beans and so forth.  The day ends with a huge tug of war game, usually pitting the classes against each other.

Fall Mountain Day has grown beyond the confines of the Juniata campus.  With the advent of email and social media, Mountain Day is announced far and wide.  Alumni are encouraged to find a way to have their own Mountain Day celebrations.

Word went out this morning.  Today is Mountain Day, 2012!  Enjoy!

Remembering 9-11

Earlier today I was reading an Etsy forum thread in which many people shared what they were doing eleven years ago today.  I found it very moving, and it brought back lots of memories, thoughts and feelings.

I was at work when it happened.  Many of us managers were in a required management training class.  When we took a break half way through the morning is when I found out.  The class continued, so I didn’t really get to find out details, or see pictures until I got home that evening.

I remember thinking that I had never gotten around to visiting the World Trade Center.  I remembered when it was built, and took over ‘tallest building’ label from the Empire State building.

I remember my daughter, a freshman in college, being scared and calling me for reassurance.

I remember so many people donating blood that wasn’t needed after all.

I remember watching the same images over and over on TV; the hole in the side of the World Trade Center, the plumes of black smoke, the towers falling, the ash everywhere.

I remember seeing people on the streets with pictures of loved ones, asking if anyone had seen them.

I remember the feelings of pride and gratitude for those brave men on an airplane over Pennsylvania who made a difference. 

I remember thinking “How could this happen?  In the USA?” And what is going to happen next?

I remember being thankful for the outpouring of support from other countries around the world. 

I was impressed by the mayor of New York City, and the men and women of the police and fire departments who went into those buildings, having to know they probably wouldn’t come out again.  They were so brave.

I remember thinking how New Yorkers always acted like New York was the center of the universe, and for that day, it was.

I remember thinking how quiet it was with no planes in the skies, no contrails from the jet engines.

Remembrance is a good thing.  It helps to put today into perspective. 

September 11, 2001 is a day we will never forget.

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