espresso and ice cream

These days I seem to be eating dinner much later than I ever did. Today I had a lovely grain bowl made with quinoa, kale, and whatever random vegetables hadn't rotted in the veg drawer of the fridge. It was delicious and so filling I only ate half...but since quinoa is protein, it kept me going for most of the day (except for the two ginger cookies I had at 3:00).

So here I am, blogging st 9:30 with a cup of expresso and a bit of Jeni's ice cream. My supermarket started carrying Jeni's and is selling it for a bargain price (if you consider $6.99 a bargain).

Too sweet for me, which didn't prevent me from finishing the pint over the course of a few days -- but I sprinkled sea salt on top. IMHO, it can't hold a candle to Jeni's Salted Caramel, but nothing is perfect.

Change of subject: true confessions

About the time I switched my website and my blog to a different platform, I thought I should turn over a new leaf and have the blog be only about my work so I sounded more "professional." Sigh...I'm sorry, but I just have to go back to being me and writing about life AND work (since they are really inseparable) -- and whatever random things cross my mind. I am beginning to bore myself to death - and if I am boring myself to death, I must be boring you to death.

When I was a career counselor for a decade, my clients included engineers and accountants: all very linear. I had to warn them that I was not linear and that if I digressed, they should know that I would always come back to the original subject. Of course, I usually remembered what the original subject was, but I was much younger then. I can't guarantee anything these days.

I spent a little while this afternoon in the studio, mostly picking out stitches - but that's par for the course when I quilt. Then I had to leave and go to Home Depot because the electrician is coming tomorrow and forgot to buy a ceiling fan with a light to replace the one with no light, and a vanity fixture for the redone bathroom.

Ended up with a cart full of stuff, including a mitre box & saw because I don't know what happened to the one I had in NJ. (How could I not have brought it???) And some new hanging sticks, which I picked up from the scrap bin near the "cut it yourself" shelf.

Just to keep this slightly art related, here is a photo of the person who keeps me company in the studio. She used to be in my NJ living room. I met her at a house sale about 20 years ago - she was born in 1951. Makes me smile. I really should give her a name. Elsie? Tillie? Miranda?Well, maybe she will tell me one day what she would prefer.

That is enough digression for today! Do you have something keeping you company in your studio/sewing room that makes you smile? What is it??