We all wish we had more hours in a day, and more days in a week, and more years in a lifetime, right? But we get what we get, and we have to make choices in how we spend it. I'm getting better and better at choosing what I want over what I think will make someone else happy. I guess that's one of the perks that comes with age. A certain amount of uppityness becomes more socially acceptable. It makes us seem interesting, hopefully, and also hopefully, not too bitchy.
Yesterday was the Superbowl. I'll be honest. I hate football. I mean no offense to those of you who love it. I just happen to find it a huge waste of time and money, and I've noticed that the mere act of watching it on TV tends to make people act all crazy and mean and aggressive. I know I'm in the minority with my football disdain, but I'm used to that. And I've gone to enough Superbowl parties over the years to know that I never have to go to another one again.
Not that I was actually invited to one yesterday. Rick was, because we don't have cable or dish or any other gizmo that brings actual TV stations to our television. I could have gone with him, but the one thing I adore about football is that Rick has to go someplace else to watch it, leaving me with a few hours to myself, and leaving him some time on the drive home to shake off some of that excess testosterone. I even resisted the tempting offer to go to a movie with a girlfriend, which was hard, but I knew how I wanted to spend my Superbowl Time - in the studio. And here's what happened...
I think I'm calling them Flower Fossils. and yes, I know they're flower beads, and yes, I know I thought I might not make flower beads anymore. I also think I made a No Rules Rule, so if the flowers want to emerge from what started as HeartStones, well, that's totally up to them. I'm just the hands that let the creativity through. It's all about the process, and I suppose even these will morph into something else before long. I'm enjoying the ride, and I'm glad I made the choice yesterday to follow my friend Inspiration into the studio. If I hadn't, she might not have waited until today for me.