A Meme thingy

The Rules-
* Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog (that would be The Heron Clan).
* Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog – some random, some weird.
* Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blog.
* Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

Swan didn’t want to tag anybody and really, it seems this meme has gone nearly all the way around every blog I read, so I’m not going to either.

1. I come from a family of artists. My grandmother took up ceramics when she was a bit younger than myself so that she could rehab from a radical mastectomy. She made all sorts of incredibly lovely stuff. I was given a ballerina figurine when I was a girl, but my brother broke it chucking something at my head. I ducked. Whatever it was shattered the figurine. I was crying about it and I beat my brother’s ass for it. I guess there was a latent spanker in me even then. She also painted. She sold some of her stuff to the rich old biddies that live on Mount Desert Island here in Maine. Yanno…that’s where Bar Harbor is. My grandmother had two girls. Both  my mother and my aunt painted. I have some work from each of the women in my family. I don’t paint. My art is writing and bead weaving.
2. My mother, my aunt and I had a ritual about going to the ocean. I didn’t get to participate with them very often, because I moved across the state, but when I was home, I did. They would hunt sea glass and they couldn’t go home until at least one of them had found some blue, or they were turning blue with cold or Grammy was gonna beat their asses black and blue for making her worry about where they’d been for so long. LOL! Anyway, I have this sea glass collection now. It is in this big six sided jar with a metal lid on it. Its full of shells too. The jar is big enough to hold a five pound bag of flour and some room left over and its half filled with sea glass and shells. And nearly half of it is blue sea glass. Makes me happy to see it. I keep it near my desk here.
3. I like unusually shaped metal jewelry. One of my favorite pieces is a 15th century style hammered silver ring. The fad of the times was to make rings in a square, not round shape. I just adore it. I bought it at a Ren faire I attended in VT about three years ago. It is set with a beautiful grape colored Amethyst. I wear it in place of my wedding ring, which doesn’t fit me. Years ago, when I married my husband, I had a very different ring. It too was all metals. Different shades of gold. I was quite ill at the beginning of my marriage. I was near 100 pounds. A very unhealthy weight for me. I really needed emotionally to wear my wedding ring and obviously it wasn’t going to fit any more with such a weight loss, so I had it sized down. Now I wear rings on that finger that feel like a wedding ring that my husband gives me. Right now, this 15th century ring is what I am utterly in love with to wear as a wedding ring.
4. I watch or read reruns to relax when I’m stressed. The familiar patterns and plot in the story lull me in to a state of relaxation. I know just what will happen. I can entertain myself noticing things about a story line that I hadn’t noted before if I’m alert enough for that. If I’m not, I can let my racing mind, gradually immerse itself into an engaging plot that I like and which creates a mood in me that I want to experience. I do the same thing with music.
5. If I feel submissive to someone and they use words like ’should’, ‘have to’, and ‘you must’ then I usually do what they say about it. I might whine alot and complain and try to negotiate, but if they stand fast about it, I’ll end up doing it. If I don’t feel submissive, I just laugh at them trying to boss me around and do what I want. Unless I am premenstrual. Usually, I isolate myself when I have pms to protect the innocent, because at the least, unsuspecting people who have the misfortune to irritate me get n unfailingly polite tongue lashing. But occasionally, someone is just utterly rude to me at the wrong time and I say exactly what I think and don’t bother to sugar coat it. I could just bite my tongue afterward too.
6. I woke up with another story idea this morning. I was dreaming about a man who was going about changing things in time. He was altering world events. He ends up wiping out the world’s civilizations and nearly the human race. And there was also time police who were trying to stop him. Except this time they found that the man’s changes were the best thing that could happen to the human race in terms of millenia, because continuing as is meant we went into space with our immature attitudes and enslaved and pillaged other planets through economics and misuse of resources. They have to make a decision about whether to let the man change things or not…Its not a new story idea, but it amused me to have it when I woke up.
7. I made myself a cuff bracelet out of seed beads that are this incredibly delicate shade of pastel violet blue. It has a beautiful labradorite clasp on it. I love it. It needs repair right now, because I decided that the pendant I put on it was irritating me. I cut it out and now I need to close the square I cut out of it. I’ve been itching to wear it lately, but I have to find my beading needles. I can’t find them because I’m messy at the moment. I’m slowly going through my craft stuff to heave what I don’t want any more. Slow is the operative word. One of those things that’s driving me nuts, but I haven’t focused any energy on completing the task.

So…if you want to do your own list and haven’t yet, feel free to use comments, else link to your own list elsewhere. Image here.