Monday, July 18, 2011

Monday ephemera

I've been having a good time with the Hipstamatic application on my iPhone.

It's pretty nifty, don't you think?

Lots of lenses and film.  (That's a mug I made years ago.)

Try it if you have an iPhone. I'm digging the effects.

In my next house, I'll have fences like this. Aren't they great? (Mercy, that was random.)

DH bought me a Snuggie. Really. The cats will love it. Me, not so much.

I spent much of this afternoon at the mental health clinic with Curly. Always an interesting experience.

This place has a big waiting room with lots of twitchy people in it, many pacing around. Most folks come in pairs - the patient and the patient's handler. (Handler - that would be me.) The handlers sit patiently, holding onto paperwork, waiting for their patient's turn in the back. The patients are easy to spot. A lot of them wander around, going outside for a smoke or to twitch or something. Lots of really, really twitchy people. Many patients have major social issues, and they make the rest of us pretty uncomfortable. Today some tall obese white fella in his early 20's, dressed like an overgrown 5 year old, was lurking around ominously, looking over people's shoulders and gabbering on his phone in single syllable words, which seemed to be the extent of his vocabulary. Last visit, a guy had 4 different cell phones and insisted on showing them all to me, explaining the details of all the cell service. And oh! his birthday was coming! Soon! Really soon! Want to see this cell phone? It doesn't work right now, but it might after my birthday!  I just smile and nod.

Fortunately, we got called back for our appointment with the good doctor before things got too creepy. Curly isn't doing great, been irregular on taking his medicine, and it shows in how he deals with the world. I wish I could get him to go to his therapist. But we did walk out with prescriptions, and Curly told the doctor that he would take them. So it's a small victory.

I've not been very successful in tatting lately. This is the result of tatting homework, which I got a failing grade on. Argh. I'm working on a better idea, with pieces of this still in it. More to come, I promise.

But I did see this lovely sunset. It made my day. Two minutes later, it was all gone. But the memory was so worth it...


  1. Stopping to watch a sunset is such a balancing activity. Hope the memory of that beautiful moment sustains you.

  2. that fence is kewl!

    I miss you!

  3. Life is a mixed bag, isn't it? Your post totally captures that.

  4. I've just been catching up on your blog posts. You have some beautiful photos of your Charleston trip. I've never been there, but want to go sometime!!!
    That sunset is unbelievable!!!!
    I am so sorry about all you go through with Curly. I have a friend who is going through some similar stuff.

  5. Lovely sunset, and great tatted heart, thanks for sharing some lovely photos