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I wanna be a cowboy

and you can be my cowgirl...taken from the song "I Wanna Be a Cowboy" by Boy's Don't Cry

There are days where I wish I had the opportunity to have grown up on a ranch in Montana, have one of my best friends be a Native American, trying to stop the bootleggers from coming in, falling in love with my brothers wife, wait, I am recounting the movie "Legends of the Fall" here, but you get where I am coming from. There is something exotic about lifestyles that are foreign to us. City kids sometimes want to be country kids and vice versa. If you are fortunate, you get to experience both, all kids should.
I am not one who enjoys Westerns per se, though Giant, Unforgiven and the remake of 3:10 to Yuma are faves of mine, there is something inherently romantic about being a pioneer in the West. Barring the raping, pillaging, saloon brawls, and outlaws of course.
I think of people who are fortunate enough to know how to ride, rodeo, farm and raise cattle. I don't…

Friends help you see better

I was fortunate enough to be taken to dinner by the fabulous Filomena of Pink Velvet Bird. We went for Indian, oh it was yummy yum yum!
Then we began to chat about how we both are a few classes short of our art degrees. (Graphic Design for Me, BFA in Photography for her)We were discussing if it was even worth finishing? Tuition costs are prohibitive in NJ, everywhere, but NJ state schools are even ridiculously high. Is it worth paying out and end up not getting paid? I am already doing that with my massage degree. It hit me while we chatting and I said to her, "I realize I cannot sit behind a computer anymore. I knit, massage, write, I went to a farm and helped out there. I prefer creating and doing something with my hands that does not require a cubicle and a time clock." This is the first time I have actually vocalized it and meant it. I have been searching in vain for jobs, applying for part time, full time, contract, you name it I applied. Colleges, pharmaceuticals,…

Thy Name is Natirar

While New Jersey may be the butt of most jokes, let folks keep thinking our state is a cesspool and looks like the turnpike, little do they know how pretty NJ really is, our parks system is pretty choice. With that being said, having moved to Somerset County, temporarily, I have had the pleasure of becoming acquainted with what you see above, the Natirar Estate. Natirar is Raritan backwards.
Apparently the "estate includes 22 buildings, many historic, six wells and three bridges, NJ Transit right-of-way and three streams, a pond, woodland. The 33,000 square-foot mansion itself, grand that it may be, is sedate and austere." Here is its whole history here.
People were set up by the streams painting, there was a cool bat house on one of the trees, the streams had mini-waterfalls, the air was clean and it was the first time, besides at the Biltmore, that I wished I was a legacy to such house and property.
The coolest thing is that Sir Richard Branson of the …

Writing

Had a fun yet, uneventful weekend. The one thing that did surprise me is the writing bender I went on Saturday afternoon. It started innocently enough, I think around 1pm or so and did not stop until 7pm. It was quite invigorating to be honest. Now I understand why writers are seen as intense people. Once that ball is rolling, it is very difficult to stop. I had to since we had to eat dinner.
The most interesting part of all this for me is the fact that I was so involved in it. It got to the point where I was giddily singing along to my "writing" cd, yes I have specific songs chosen for the work I am doing to help motivate me. It has been a few weeks since I had sat down and attempted to work on my beloved story "Retrospect" and this weekend it flowed easily. Yesterday I actually sat down, worked on it some more and then later that evening, got our pen and paper and began working on an idea I had outlined in 2003. I have been busy!
Certainly there will be an a…

Linkety Links

Loved this ad from the early 1940's so I had to post it.

I am off to meet with realtor at town hall to make sure our house has all the current permits. ACES! Home buying is f-u-n.
Luckily for all of you, I have come across a plethora of goodies I wanted to share so enjoy the bounty!

Ruffled Skirts Pattern: If I had a little girl I would be all over this
Lantern Bloom: MUST make a dress from these fabrics
Senya Akin Studio: My birthday is in July if you want to get me something ;-)
Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Quick Bread: made it last night and it is a hit in our maison
Shower Cap Tutorial: I may have to make one of these in the gaudiest fabric possible
Spinach and Ricotta Pie: I will be trying this very soon
Bayly: fun, interesting jewelry
1930's evening gown: GOOD LORD, if I could I would knit it
ArtbyMAR: this feeds my vintage fetish for sure
Past Perfect Vintage Clothing: I would display a lot of it as true art
Homesteading: Live off the grid when ya can!

Cheers!
MissFifi

Accentuate the Positive

Welcome to a better day.
Well, it is Monday and I have decided it is time to go full force in positive thinking mode. Of course this may wear off, but embrace it with me now please. I want to dedicate today's post to all things good. Enough of this pissy attitude, again, it will be back, but work with me, it is time to shine and recognize what I am fortunate to be surrounded by.

Living in a wealthy area is really not a bad thing. Some people begrudge the obnoxiously wealthy but I never have. These people keep all sorts of business moving along as well as charities. Sure I am sure some if them have a massage therapist and hairstylist on call, but I would too if I could and so would any of you. What I love most about living in a wealthy area is the fact that I can walk to the post office and there is no garbage on people's lawns, no dog poop to try and avoid. Such a pleasure from Belleville whose sidewalks had become an obstacle course.

My other favorite thing is the overwh…

How does one combine their passions?

Martin Blank (GrossePointe Blank) -
"When I left, I joined the army, and when I took the service exam my psych profile fit a certain... moral flexibility would be the only way to describe it... and I was loaned out to a CIA-sponsored program, and we sort of found each other. That's how it works."

In a perfect world, I would be as stealth as Aeon Flux and as talented as Fiber Artist Extraordinaire Xenobia Bailey. Alas, the world is far from perfect and I, like most of us, are always climbing the mountain to the next adventure.
Ironically, I love to help the sick and dying and at the same time wished I was NCIS, SWAT, or anything that would allow me to carry a serious gun and do damage on those that prey on the weak.
Aeon Flux feeds my inner desire to be a contract killer/spook/hit man/angel of death, all the dark side of my own humanity. Her character encompasses all that is comical about the beauty of a woman who can kill you with her thong. I actually wish I was Peter Ch…

Who Am I?

(Frederic Lord Leighton)

So, on such a rainy day I contemplate myself.

What is my destiny? Why can't I get hired for a job, even as a receptionist? Is going back to school the right path? Do I stay medical? Pursue art? Are any of these degrees even worth anything anymore? Should I embrace Stay At Home Wifehood? If so, should I dress like a vintage housewife and enjoy it more? With all the blogs out there on the matter, I am apparently in some pretty good company. Plus I do a lot of research on DIY projects for our house when we move in. Cannot wait to fix bathrooms, but that is another post altogether... What I hate most is the internal beating I give myself for not bringing in any money on a weekly basis.
Money.
It feeds the best and worst of us.
With it we feel free and unencumbered. Without it we feel like prisoners and unable to enjoy a myriad of pursuits.
Money.
Too much emphasis is placed on it and ruins all we have.
We have a budget in our house. We abide by it. We make the…

One day, I shall make these desserts

(Sylvia Weinstock cakes)

I have only recently become a HUGE fan of baking. Mostly bread, scones, coffee cakes and quick breads, but I am baking nonetheless. I am seriously impressed with people who can bang out major pieces of art with a bundt pan and caramel.
In honor of this monumental path, my mother would be amazed and laughing her ass off if she was alive, I have decided to list some baking recipes I would really like to attempt at some point, but at the present time, I am more in awe of them. Have no fear though little ones, I will do it, because not having a Kitchen Aid Mixer won't hold me back! Take that Martha!!!

Flan deQueso- I used to hate flan until a pal's cousin made it. Apparently I always had poor renditions of it.

Madeleines- one of the greatest cookies ever created by a human being. Trust me.

Red Velvet Cake - as cake or cupcakes, I will eat it without hesitation.

Chocolate Cloud Cake - If I could eat this and look like Nigella Lawson, I would IV it into my sy…

Lights, Camera, Bad movie poster

For those of you who know me, I am a HUGE movie buff. I love all kinds of films, though the classics rate high. If a movie is mediocre like say, "A Perfect Murder" remake, I find beauty in the set design or costumes.
Recently I have been toying with going back to school to complete my art degree. This came about as I came across old works of mine and with older eyes I saw good art. Not necessarily brilliant, but the raw talent is there. On top of that, when we had our portfolio reviews way back when, my professor said, "I don't necessarily seeing you doing the work, but I see you as an Art Director." She was complementing my eye, of course, when you are in your late twenties, you do not always appreciate the guidance of wisdom, you want to do what you want.

So which is it? Nursing, Allied Health OR Art and pursue Art Director.

Sitting on this fence, I decided to check out trailers on HULUlast night. I came across the very funny looking "Julie and Julia…

Rearranging, Montana and Security animals that can kick your ass

We are still getting settled into our apartment, putting things away and setting up furniture. Even though we are most likely moving by end of month or so, yes the inspection went well thank the baby Jesus, we still do not want to be surrounded by chaos.

I even got to bake scones tonight. Nothing better than baking and cooking with a gas oven. Pure heaven.

Living where we live now feeds the "country gal" in me. Growing up in a city and its surrounding urban suburbs was great, I loved it but now, I want a change. One thing I have always wanted was to own land in Montana. Like "Legends of the Fall" Montana. Of course, working land is not easy, but I have romanticized it as being this wide open space and me with my dogs and alpacas and other livestock. My husband embraces this insanity of mine, but only to a point. We have wanted to visit Glacier National Park because the pictures have are just breathtaking so I cannot imagine the effect it has on you in person.…