So Hard to be an Adult!

Act your age? What the heck does that mean? You would think, after being an “adult” for as long as I have, I’d have achieved some mastery of how to act like a grown up. But I’m sntill not sure what that animal looks like. When I compare myself to my wonderful maternal grandmother when she was my current age, there is no comparison. Especially in the wardrobe department, thank goodness. Other than than, I’m unclear about acting like an adult.

Whaddaya mean, Be Playful?

The other day a friend looked puzzled when I said I want this blog to be playful. It seems we’ve gotten so results-oriented, that we’re not having much fun. We’re also INSTANT results- oriented, and tend to get squirrelly pretty quick if things don’t happen in a flash. That’s a lot of unnecessary pressure.

On the other hand, making jewelry invites me to be in the present, to slow down and–horrors of horrors–even change things around if they don’t suit me