Another Job

Okay, just how many web sites does one person need?  I just want a place for my art, a place to talk to my friends, and a place to write whatever I want! But, everyone keeps saying I need a facebook page for my robots. Okay. I made a facebook page for my etsy shop art.It has the same name as my shop, Leuckit. I guess if you don't know my last name is Leuck pronounced "like" you don't find the humor in them asking me if I want a "Like" button!
Today, I was on the computer forever. Just checking in here and there. I made a treasury on etsy. That takes me hours. When you tell someone with severe attention deficit to make a treasury, that is like telling a kid to walk into a candy store and pick one thing. Did I build any robots today? No. Does that make me sad and crabby? Why yes it does. I just want to do my art. I feel like I have added another job to the list of jobs I already have. I get the reasoning behind putting the time into promoting my shop. I just don't like it. The End.

Teaching the Old Dog New Tricks

I just connected the recyclers guild to my blog on facebook.  This may not be a big deal to most of you. But, it is HUGE for me. You see a lot of the people who have blogs and are savvy in "computer ways" just think it's a "given" that everyone knows how to do everything on the computer. That is not so. I have never had a computer class. We took typing back in the day because, "you may want to be a secretary!" NOT! I just wanted to learn to type. I am a diagnosed severely attention deficit person. Which means that if I have to read something that isn't interesting I will read it over and over and not soak it in. Computer directions are never interesting. So, all I have learned about the computer has been trial and error. I truly appreciate the people who answer questions I ask. I truly do not appreciate the people who have jobs where they use computers and they have taken computer classes since they were young. They look at me or talk to me as if I lived on another planet. Nope, I'm right here on earth. But, I didn't get a computer until I was in my late 30's. I am a creative person. Very visual. And, if I want to be seen I have to learn the ways of the computer and the internet. Believe me, I am enjoying all of it. The younger generation will never know how lucky they are just in having the opportunity to stay connected with friends and loved ones like never before. And, maybe, just maybe, the computer elite will learn some manners about how to talk with people and not make them feel lesser than they are.

Computer confussion

Okay, we already know I can't spell for crap and I have no memory for numbers and such. So, now the "computer people" want me to be a computer genius! They say" just embed this code in each page you want tracked." Excuse me?  I do not speak that language. Nor do I know how to find the place you want me to embed the code in. The generation gap used to be this little separation in which parents and children didn't understand each others music and fashion. We are now looking at this gaping whole in which communication between the generations is being severed all together. People my age are desperately trying to hang on by pushing and pulling their way into the computer world. But, every time we learn something they change it. I just get used to a computer and it becomes obsolete! I buy a new one and nothing is the same. The generation older than mine might as well give up. First of all, there aren't a lot of gray hairs on facebook. And if they are on, their friends aren't. I am not that old and there are so many people I would like to contact on facebook. But, they aren't on it. Now, I am talking the average joe here. If your job includes the use of computers, I realize you have an advantage. But, I feel like I know a tiny bit about computer stuff. But, when I talk with my aunts and uncles or show my mom something on the web they get this bewildered look on their face. I just tell them, "I feel your pain." The only way I can feel better about this whole thing is if I pretend everything is just magic. Then I just push buttons and zip around the computer like a fairy.

I love my Christmas tree

I love my Christmas tree and I think it is the best tree ever. I started collecting ornaments when I was 13. I was at a store and I saw this little elf ornament and bought it. And so it began. At that time I also started making ornaments for all my nieces and nephews. They were made out of sculpey clay. Every year I would make each kid an ornament. So, when they were older they would have them for their own trees. When I interviewed with Hallmark that is what they were most interested in. And, that is what I would have loved to go into. They were just starting with their ornament line. But, at the time, it was not worth moving to Kansas. Do I regret not moving? Not even for a second. My favorite ornaments are the ones with a story behind them. I have one of Puddles from the kids book "Toot and Puddles." The books are written and illustrated by Betsy Clark. It is Puddles ice skating. I put it on a hanger that rotates. So, it looks like he is really skating. I love it! I also have some that are from an estate sale I worked on. They are very old. When I got them they had old curtain hooks on them. I never changed them. I like that they used what they had available. I of course have the ones my kids made. Becca colored a heart one year on paper and then cut it out. I smile every time I put that on the tree. She was so pleased when she gave it to me. I also have a small watermelon slice that a dear college friend made me. When I place it on the tree I think of her. Some are ornaments that where on the tree when I was a kid. My mom always decorates the tree with blue lights. And, she always had a blue aluminum star on top. I put her tree up every year for her and when the star quit working she was going to throw it away. Now, it is an ornament on my tree. I also have things that aren't really ornaments. I have a red Christmas record that I shove in the branches. And, a kids red toy motorcycle guy. I have no rules as to whether it can or can't be on the tree. If I like it, it gets a spot on the tree. And, a lot of the ornaments I made. When the kids get trees of their own I will give them their ornaments. Nick has sporty ones and Hallmarks GI Joe ornaments. Becca has Barbie ornaments and ones that her godparents gave her each year. Ben has Scooby Do and Harry Potter ones. But, for now they are displayed on my tree. I have over 350 ornaments. I have them all written down as to where I got them and whose they are.  Two years ago I purchased a tree stand that rotates. Now, all the ornaments can be seen! I put the Christmas tree up the day after Thanksgiving. So, we have time to enjoy it. And, every year I do just that!!!

No, thank you.

Why is it that everyone expects me to do everything for them?  Daughter... Mom, can you get me an eye appointment? But, don't get it on a day that I work. Or, if I have school that day. And, not to early in the morning.  Son....Mom can you sign me up to volunteer at the Purdue game. But make sure I work at the same time as my friends. And, can you pick me up some new clothes, just the things I like.  Other son...Mom I need to earn some money. I need new clothes. Ones that fit. Will you get some good stuff when you go to the store? Husband....Can you get me an appointment with that one doctor? And, can you sign Nick up for pitching lessons with that one guy.  Make it sometime in January. On the weekend. Preferably Sunday. And, what are we getting the kids for Christmas? And, did you make vacation arrangements for Christmas break?  DO IT YOUR SELF!!!
Who do they think does all my stuff? I am not here to do your dirty work! Wash it yourself. Call them yourself. Pick it up yourself. Sign up yourself. Pick it out yourself. I don't like to do it any more than you do. And, I have enough to do already.

What to do

My son has a good friend that he has been hanging around with for about 6 years. His parents are divorced. He lives with his mother. Since I have known him he has lived in about ten different places. A little over a year ago his mother found out she had cancer. This weekend he told my son they gave her 4 months.  He is a good kid. To talk to him you would never know that his home life was not an ideal one.  I don't even know where to go with this. I feel helpless in every way. He stays with us a lot and knows he is always welcome. We have told my son he can live with us if he needs or wants to. But, other than that, I remain clueless as to what we can do to help him.

Snow

It snowed today. Not a lot. Just enough to cover the ground. The wind was very cold. I do not like cold. And, it gets dark so early now. I was trying to think if I would like it better if in the summer months it got dark early and stayed light later in the winter months. The answer was "No." I do not like cold and I do not like dark. But, I especially do not like cold and dark together. I think about living where it is warmer. I want to be able to work outside all year. Or, at least most of the year. Maybe I should hibernate. I wonder why the animals don't get all stiff and such when they sleep all winter. If I stayed in bed all day I probably wouldn't be able to walk. Well, on the brighter side...in four months it will start getting warmer. And, then spring will be here. I love spring!!!