New week?

Yuck OUT! Rain forecasted ALL WEEK NICE! This week will be my first week in 67 weeks where I do not bake for Image. That is kind of throwing a wrench in my life. I feel like I don't know what to do with my 8+ hours of NOT baking. I like my routine. It is not there so the strangeness sets in. This weekend is Mother's day. I am not really looking forward to it because I do not want NOR do I need a new cell phone or perfume and tons of chocolate. Wrap me up some time alone where it is quiet. Can't buy that...or really wrap that I guess. This weekend was also my 14 year wedding anniversary. N8 talked me into tattooing him. It was probably the most spontaneous thing I have EVER done...next to running 5 NYC blocks to Rockerfeller Center in 30 degree weather at 8 a.m to see Madonna . Also w/ N8...He really is the only reason I do ANYTHING like that. I am not fly by the seat of my pants gal. I plan,map things out have a direction and a LIST! So back to my rambling of what to do. Maybe I should make a list!

Mergeing blogs

Well I have finally done it! I deleted the bakery blog and MOOSHED it into this blog. I didn't want to delete what was on there. I mean it is still part of what I do and part of me. I love having the record of the what was in the past and now moving into the future. 

This week is the last week till the beginning of next month when I bake for my church again...or the warehouse..heh however one wants to look at it. There is a big part of me that is sad. I am a very routinized person. So to take out what I have done for over a year is kind of huge for me. So what do I do with my time now that I do NOT have to spend those hours making and baking? I am always trying to figure out what I am trying to do with my life or at least where is God trying to push me into. Sometimes it is things I least expect or I am very petulant about NOT wanting to do.

It is that whole thing about wanting to cry but I feel HAPPY thing!

What to do now...

I know I had MORE whackadoodle dreams last night. I just cannot recall them. I emailed my BFF this morning. Told her about my hair cut. By the time I see her next it will be Blonde! HA...can't stay in one place too long when stress abounds. 

So what to do now? Creatively I have entered into the land of RUT. Horrible place to be. I do understand to live in this place it usually is because I was pushed here by stress. Money the great motivator and the stress producer. You never understand more greatly how it takes Money to make Money till you get older. Brother and I am SO not getting any younger. I need to find me a muse....now where to I get my hands on one!

weirdness!

I have had WHACKADOODLE dreams the past two nights! Sunday night was about N8 and I moving up to NYC to help Juju move into her new apartment that wa 1200.00 a month for 1200 sq feet. It was bad just old. Then we decided we would move up there as well. I went out onto the street to get coffee and Penelope Cruz was there wearing a pink sweater and she was pregnant. Then her husband got shot by a drunk guy drinking a big old bottle of Crown Royal. The police came and it all broke out into a musical. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIRDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!

Last night was another weird one . I know Pair Hilton, some other snotty ass blonde women were in it. There was a store that had TONS of designer clothing and Chanel make-up was involved. Needless to say...I am a WRECK with the tired today. No amount of coffee has seemed to fight off this over dreaming and not enough SERIOUS DEEP R.E.M state. Hoping tonight will be different. 

NEW BAGS!

Finally Got the New ones up!

Etsy: Your place to buy & sell all things handmade SaffronRuby.etsy.com

Hairology!

So this weekend was a hair cut and dye fest at the Clancy house. Juju wanted all of it CHOPPED off into a hard and EXTREME inverted wedge. N8 wanted his Mohawk back but dyed and I was suffering from severe weeks of stress that resulted in major color shift. Only the weeone managed to NOT get anything clipped, or dyed. But then she is only 3! 

I used to have hair identity crisis. My hair defined who I was for the moment. As I get older that mind set has changed. I define myself for myself and nothing more. Although the older I get the more crabby I am becoming. As Juju's Godfather told me " You sound like an 80 year old woman" My reply was " BUT that just falls more into how I always believed I am remembering being an old drag queen from my previous life " HAHA Manhattan AND ALL! I will say a Manhattan and unhappy dye job will also yield more bleach, MORE DYE, and re-do of all that work at 9pm. DANGEROUS DANGEROUS STUFF! So far I have kept hair integrity and not a chemical hair cut. Juju on the other hand look SUPER HIP with the Alice Cullen hair do. AH to be young and get away with crazy hair cuts!

Now it is MAINTENANCE MAINTENANCE MAINTENANCE! Let's see how long that lasts!

Dreams...

I had completely wackadoodle dreams last night. Most of the dreaming was about Kat Von D and watching her tattoo people. I figure that to be from reading her book and looking at tattoos all night. Then it went into a house that I have dreamed of before. It was a HUGE house. It had weird bi-levels cut into it. It was minimal and beautiful. It was walking distance to a Mall and one whole side of the house was all glass. There was a section that did not have any furniture because it was so big. N8 and I forgot we owned it. It still had all the food in it when the sellers sold the house to us. But we had not lived there for over a year. The food had gone bad so I had to throw it all out. Two nights of strangeness. 

This morning has started out kind of on the late and rough. So I have been working on new bags. I ahve 2 cut out so far. But I plan on keeping one. Because I love the fabric so much. Hopefully I can bang that one out today. Now if only the tripod I ordered for my camera would get here like TODAY!