T & Me Watched TV

Watching TV with the man of the house can be a little boring.

But I love him, so the choice is to hang out with him while we watch boring stuff vs. watching TV in the other room, alone.

Nothing's on anyway, so why not hang out.
But I can only take so much!

Tonight I learned about a weird WWII bomb.
The Earthquake Bomb.
Its 4" solid steel nose, and directional tail fins made it spin down 100' underground where it would explode, literally blowing the ground up. It could take out whole buildings.

The Atomic Bomb changed everything.
It still blew up the ground, but added raging burning explosions and radiation.
Who needed a little earthquake bomb anymore?

Now we are watching Modern Marvels on the History Channel.
Extreme Fire Fighters:
Red Adair and Boots & Coots.
Red did miraculous things in Kuwait.
Blowing things up. This time they were blowing up the oil fires.
With foam and water and air.
A whoosh and there you are.

Fascinating.
It seems that all the aircraft shows are gone.
So we revert to little boy thrills.
Blowing things up.

Poor Buster is blown up pretty often by the Mythbusters.
Can he live through a boating explosion?
Falling off a bridge? Having a steel-toed boot crushed with his ballistic gel foot in it? You know the routine.

Our lucky little boy got to make a video with T.
It was titled KABOOM!
And I'm not making up that capitalization!

Fireworks is their love.
And buildings imploding.
Things on fire.
T really wishes he was a pyrotechnician.

It would mean more fun, more often.
So he thinks.

Engines have exploding going on in their pistons.
Mini explosions, mini fires.
I wonder how he ended up in that line of work.

little bitty artwork

Time to make the ATCs (artist trading cards).

It seems that I will not paint, so how about a teeny little card to decorate?
I think I can do it, once a month.

T challenged me, "How about skipping the Mod Podge this time?
But I love my Margery!
(we call it Margery Podgery, when you can't find it, you call out, "Margery...")

O.K. It's a deal!

I sent out my last month's ATCs.
Afterwards I realized I could have done a cool thing with the modge podge, I could've made things 3-D.
My Grandma and me could've popped right out of that card!

I don't know what the ATCs do for the recipients, but I do know that what they do for me.
I am committed to art.
I get that creative muse activated.
I have so much fun!!

Now if I only could get organized.
To my great regret, little tiny pieces of paper have always been trouble for me!

I believe in little scraps of paper! For notes, for telephone numbers, for important dates and directions.

The problem has always been that they hide and get lost.
Scraps of paper are always lost, but I've never lost faith.
They're so handy!
How simple to rip a corner off the newspaper or an old envelope.
(why is the envelope lying around? I really don't know, but I must have had a plan for it.)

So I'm proud to say that I'm organizing the proliferation of ATC stuff.
And I'm only taking up 3/4ths of the dining room table, down from 4/4ths!
And only using 9 cute little boxes instead of 15.

Very proud indeed!