Vacuuming

Does anyone like to vacuum? I don't know anyone who does- it makes your back sore and is so mindlessly repetitive.  I always feel better after vacuuming though!

One of my Christmas presents was a tiny shark vacuum that I haven't opened yet, but I think it may make cleaning a little easier.

The Shark Cordless Floor and Carpet Cleaner

Its pretty neat, but it has to charge for 24 hours before the initial use.  It's using an Ni-Lithium battery so the charging instructions are very specific, but the portability is great.  I have no idea why I never bothered using it, lazy me, but after assembly it weighs less than half of my real vacuum.  It will probably save my back lots of aches, silly me.    I think this is the only time in my life I have every been excited about vacuuming!

Woes and Photoshop

Oh, was I naughty yesterday and didn't post- work was simply dreadful.  Being shorthanded and having to do everything yourself while trying to hire and train people is not a fantastic way to spend the day.  Luckily, the interviews today were great and give me hope that work will calm down and I don't have to spend every evening trying to relax and can get back into crafts.  Oh how I miss knitting!

I have discovered a new love this week despite the crazies: Photoshop Touch.  After nearly 3 years in the market the iPad finally has all my picture editing needs.  Yes, I know there are a lot of different photo apps out there, but there wasn't simple one touch editing until iPhoto came out in March and now, at last, Photoshop Touch has added layers, the magic select, the lasso select, and nearly every other trademarked tool they use is available in a fully integrated and simple touchscreen interface.  I heard the rumors, checked the website and finally downloaded it myself because I couldn't believe anything could be that simple if Adobe created it!  I wasn't disappointed.  As soon as the battery is charged I'll throw some pictures up- I keep running it down playing with the images!

If you haven't seen it go check it out; it's only $9.99 on the App Store, an amazing deal considering the full version of Photoshop is generally $699.99!

App Store Link
Adobe Link

Update:
The battery lives!  Here are the images.

The Original Image, a horse I knit for the Man for his birthday.  Cute, huh?

Playing with effects using edge lines.  I love the bag of apples in the background too!

Using layers and random colors in the background, I cut out the horse without a stylus!

I am definitely impressed with PS Touch and will probably be using it more often.  These I did quickly for the site (no people) from a pic I had on the iPad.  It easily does color swaps and simple photo edits in addition to the traditional manipulation we're used to, but I may stick to iPhoto for the simple things and use Photoshop for the complex layers it offers.  Can't wait to see what they'll change in the first update after all the feedback.

Oh Monday . . .

Aren't Mondays wonderful?  They're nature's way of saying "Ha ha, slacker!  You partied all weekend and now you must pay!  Muahahahahaha!"  Only, I didn't party, just cleaned my backroom but nature is not listening.  It's true, women just don't get along that well!

Anywho, many tiny things in an imaginary bucket for you.  My bucket is blue, but you can make it a different color if you like.  (*Note, a delicious chocolate bar was in my fridge 30 minutes ago.  Was.)

Tiny Thing One:  I have added a projects page to the website so I can't get lazy and ignore projects.  I will update it as things are finished or new things are added, hopefully so I can look at it one day and say "Did I really do all of that?!"

Tiny Thing Two:  Forgive my nerd, I laughed hysterically at this:

It would be even better if it were a Squinkie Boba Fett.

Tiny Thing Three:  I have decided that it is now time to go through this book:

I've had it for a while, just sitting on my shelf.  Bought it for several reasons: I was afraid they would sell out and not have any more or if they did I would forget and because my sewing skills are far from polished.

Over time I am hoping to go through every page and work all the projects, but there are some that I might skip.  Once I've finished reading through it I will know more.  Hopefully.

I'm really looking forward to the home decor part, which makes me feel awfully retro-fem, but it still pales compared to the overwhelming joy that sweeps over me when I think "At last, I'll get rid of my fabric stash . . . and get to start again!"


Tiny Thing Four:  A Pinterest link!  Nutzo that I am, I realized I can add a Pinterest "page."  Genius, Blogger, just genius.

Having dumped the bucket out I shall refill it and return anon.  Is your bucket full?  Dump it in the comments and we'll have a party.

Reflections on Morning Musings

This morning as I lay awake listening to the overweight cat beg for food I thought of the perfect first blog post.  I wrote it out in my head and repeated it several times, lying to myself about my ability to remember it.  The words flowed, the cadence was perfect!  There was humor, linguistic skill, deft phrasing!  And its gone because I got up to feed the cat.

Now this sounds like an overstatement.  It doesn't take that long to feed him, honestly, I just have to avoid tripping over him every half a second in the three feet between the bedroom and the bathroom, prevent him from knocking over the container while I scoop his meal and pour it into the bowl around his head as he tried to eat it before it leaves the scoop.  Every day, morning and night when I feed him we have this ritual.  It wouldn't bother me, except when the man feeds him the cat stays on the floor until the food is in the bowl. 

So my first blog post, instead of revolving around my thoughts for the blog in its entirety, will showcase the random thoughts that flood my mind when I am half asleep.  This morning's wisdom of the day?  Children don't respect their mother. 

Picking up pieces of kitty food and bouncing them off of Bosco's (cat) head, I reflected on this.  His purr reverberated through the bathroom, deafening me as I pondered how I let the fuzzy feline walk all over me.  The he looks up from his food, walks across the counter and headbutts me, right over my heart, and purrs louder.  I stopped wondering.