The Whistler's Dream

Everybody needs a dream...
Mine is to go to Oklahoma and play whistles for The Pioneer Woman. (Having been invited, not in a "creepy stalker" kind of way, for the record.) Heck, I'd play in a pup tent in the backyard for the joy of the cows and critters. What can I say? I'm a fan.
Everybody needs a dream...

Random Fluffy Foto!

Random Fluffy Foto!
Writing in bed, and Beka editing by ear. Really. The ear typed some letters. Really.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

The last 40-something year...

The countdown has begun. 364 days until I'm not a Forty-Something anymore.

Wednesday was the Captain's birthday, celebrated with joy and moderation. (and wheeling... and some yummy food... and some games...) Thanks to all who passed along greetings in various forms, and huge thanks to my sweetie for a lovely time.

But now, the numbers 5-0 lurk above my head. Each day bringing it closer. And when May 21st, 2009 rolls around, it'll hit.

Am I dreading it? Nah. Folks who know me know that I never act my age anyway. I may be 49, but mentally I'm still 13. :-D Any doubt about that - see the previous post with me wearing a Wingnut Fez.

God is good. Happy birthday to me. :-D

Monday, May 05, 2008

The proud Uncle...

Normally when I make a custom piece of jewelry, We either mail it or the client is someone here in town and we just meet up to deliver.

When the client in question is your oldest niece, and it's her Junior prom, well... :-D

So, Uncle Cal made a necklace and earrings for Kassandra, and we took a road trip to da UP (eh?) to deliver it. 'Cause there was no way we were going to miss seeing the new piece of Prom Bling in its natural habitat. So, first up is a picture of a very proud Uncle and his lovely Niecelet...

I didn't want the two younger Niecelets to feel left out, so the Weird Uncle made them each some earrings, featuring their birthstones. So here's Paige with her new earrings.

(apologies to Kara, who I didn't get a picture with. She's a cutie also)

Can you tell that a certain Uncle is really proud and delighted with these young ladies who he has the honor of calling Niece? Yeah - I thought you'd figure that out.

And, yes - that is a Fez on my head. And, yes - that is a wingnut on the Fez. Just making sure there's no doubt why the kiddos call me Weird Uncle Cal. After all, I told them to. :-D