Here is a movie of their adventures together along with my cousin Amy.
Anyway here is another small video of some photo's I took of him.
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Yup, another one. I went to see family and a workshop. Of course Bunny Braveheart came with me and we met a new friend Pi the Interplanetary Panda who came home with us. Here is a movie of their adventures together along with my cousin Amy. And I stayed at an AirBnB place in Dumbo not far from the workshop. Andrew has a cute cat, MAX, who is 15+ pounds and he was so cute. Like any cat, he wanted to be in the bathroom any time I was in there - washing up, using the loo, taking a shower. He would push his paw against the bathroom door to be let in so he can jump into the tub and lick water from the faucet; is this TMI? Anyway here is another small video of some photo's I took of him.
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The first two weekends of February means it is Tucson Gem & Mineral show time and was there last week having a fun time with my friends and Bunny Bravehart too.
For me though, this year the Tuscon show was about me having fun with my friends. I was looking for any stone BUT IF I found one or two that caught my eye, yes I would purchase it. And to that end both of those goals were met. I went to the following shows: Pueblo/River Park Inn, The Hotel Tucson, and Kino Sports Park for some specimens for our mineral collection and I was able to pick up some tools and just a few stone for me to eventually make some jewelry out of With my jewelry friends I was able to attend the AGTA and GJX shows. I am amazed at the quantity and value of some very high end gems. Plus I get to help them spend their money and learn along the way. Here are pictures of what I came home with. My second week in Scotland was as fun as the first.
Elisa and I finished sewing 2 pillows and a pair of sheep named Rogan and Josh, to go along with Tad and Pole; we watched all three of the "Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" movie series - the Swedish versions with English subtitles; we made soup; and had lots of lounging around and eating of chocolate and making of puns. Overall a fantastic time was had by all. It was a hard choice but Claymore stayed behind in Scotland because the Laird indicated that there were sheep and cooo's to rustle before winter set in and he was needed to provide for his family. The trip home was another event in of itself. On Thursday afternoon, Mike drove me back into Aberdeen and I popped into the Aberdeen Whisky Shop to get a nice bottle for our next door neighbor and after that we went back to the CLAN house for another fish & chips supper. We retired early as we had to be up at 5:30 am so I could get to the airport as 7:00 am to check-in for my flight home. The flight from Aberdeen to Frankfurt went off without a hitch and I had plenty of time to get through security (again) and to my gate for the flight to San Francisco. Once I did get to the gate they made us queue to do a security screening which I felt was odd since I had done this in Aberdeen, you know those questions about who packed the bag, were you given anything to carry, blah, blah, blah... but I just took it in stride and then had a sticker put on the back of my passport. And then I had to go stand in ANOTHER LINE so they could get my passport and ICE information (In Case of Emergency). I thought this was a bit much but considering it was Germany who knows what rules had been put in place since my last trip through here but I had not seen this much scrutiny even at Heathrow. Once that was done, guess what - I got to go stand in another line so we could start boarding the plane. By now we were 20 minutes behind the posted schedule for boarding but still had plenty of time before the scheduled "departure time" and people were still in the other lines going through this process but finally I was on the plane and settled into my seat while the rest of the plane loaded. Eventually there was no one else boarding - and we waited, and we waited, and we waited, and soon another 30 minutes went by and we were over an hour past the take off time. Soon there was an announcement that two people had been removed via the back of the plane and that they were removing their luggage from the hold of the plane and oh, by the way - we were also waiting for sniffer dogs to be dispatched. When would they arrive, no one knew but those people in the back half of the plane were to "de-plane" so the dogs could move about freely. Finally the dogs did arrive, the people had to get off, leaving everything behind, and "please no pictures of the dogs or security personnel". We were now 2 hours behind the departure time and the three plus hours I had given myself between planes in SFO was disappearing fast and I came to the conclusion that I was going to miss my connection and so I popped open my tablet and sent Eric an email quickly telling him we were delayed and NOT to go to the airport to pick me up until I knew what flight I was on from SFO. I had to turn on data roaming to do it and yes it will be an expensive email but it had to be done. FINALLY, those who had gotten off the plane (I being in the front of the plane did not have to) re-boarded, settled into their seats and the plane left the gate and moved into the queue for take-off where of course, we sat some more! So by the time we got into the air we were 3.5 hours behind schedule and missing my connection was fact. [We later found out that two women from the middle east were arguing about sitting in the middle section, middle two seats and there being a man on either side of them - oh my! One man, so I was told, volunteered to change seats so they could have the aisle and next inside seat and only one would have to sit next to a man. Was that ok? - I guess not as they were still arguing and raising their voices and when a stewardess came along to tell them to sit down, she got pushed... and we all know what happened after that!] I then settled in for the 11 hour flight. I finished reading my third book over the course of the trip [These being:The Virgin Queens Daughter, The Custom of the Army: An Outlander Novella, and The Boleyn Inheritance] and I decided to have a wee dram of Scotch with my dinner. I had been given a miniature bottle of an 18 year old Glendronach by Mike and I figured with the events of the day... The steward had come around and I had gotten a glass (if you can call a plastic cup, a glass) of water with some ice. Having drunken the water I then poured part of the bottle over the ice and I was sipping it when the steward came back with dinner. He saw the bottle and then looked at me and asked "where did you get that!?". I told him I brought it with me. He then said "It is illegal to bring your own alcohol on the plane, we can fine you." I found this quite strange as it was less than 3 ounces and I had put it trough security scanners TWICE and no one had said anything. So, I Looked at him, capped the bottle and put it away. Afther he moved down the aisle, I took it back out and finished the scotch - while my row mates just looked on a smiled at my actions. [I have since looked on line and there is conflicting information about this so if you do, just be careful]. I then watched 3 movies [Movies: The Avengers, What to Expect When You are..., and Mirror Mirror. On the way over I watched Brave and Snow White and the Huntsman] and caught a nap. Eventually we did land in San Francisco, I made it through customs and got to the service counter at 8:00 pm where I was rebooked on a 10:30 pm flight down to San Diego. I then called Mr. Kern with my new arrival time and we chatted for a bit and after that I went into the bar, had a quick bite to eat with an Anchor Porter and waited, again. I was finally home and in bed at 1:30 am after having been awake and traveling for over 24 hours. Enjoy the pictures... In 14 days, I will be on a plane to Scotland.
In my last post, I wrote why I am going and tomorrow, Mike goes into Aberdeen where he will check-in, settle into his room and get his first radiation treatment. Elisabeth and I had our regular Sunday morning chat were we discussed recipes of mine and my mothers, that she does not have, I then scanned them all and sent over electronically. I will be doing a bit of cooking and restocking of her freezer. Elisa also told me that if all goes well, Mike will be able to pick me up at the Aberdeen airport known a Dyce ( airport code: ABZ). We will then go back to his room and I can crash out having been on the "road" for over 24 hours. That night we will have a nice visit and dinner. The next morning he won't have a treatment so he and I will get in the car and drive to the house together. Mike will return to Aberdeen the next day. This means that I will have to save my experience of travel via mass transit for my return trip. Over the past month I have also had a growing pile of items I will be taking over: Her new camera and iPod have arrived as it is cheaper for her to buy it "here" in the USA and have me carry it over; Then there is the pile of OTC medications; Japanese food stuffs; and a few other goodies I have added along the way. So after our call, I did a test "pack" to make sure it all fit in the suitcase that will be my checked bag. There is just a little bit of room left over for some clothing. I will have another small bag with my clothing that I will carry on the plane - I won't need much since we are going to home the majority of the time I will be there. Next weekend, I will do my actual packing. So I have another week to get anything I need. I will be posting pictures of my adventure and of course the Clan Back in June Bunny Bravehart and Claymore posted a video (here) about going to Scotland. We have just entered the 30 day window until I leave.
So I will now tell you why I am going. I am going to visit my very good friends Elisa and Mike because Mike will be in the hospital for 7 weeks and Elisa will be home alone. Now that you know the "why" let me explain it in further detail. Mike is to be in the hospital for radiation treatment of prostrate cancer. This has been caught very early but it still must be done. Elisa has Fibromyalgia AND Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and only drives when it is an emergency since the effort puts her into bed for several days. [We have known each other for almost 10 years and she is doing much better but when we first met, even talking on the phone would make her tired]. The hospital where Mike will be having his treatment is over an hour drive from where they live and since the radiation treatment is progressive at one point Mike would not be well enough to drive to and fro every few days. Because of this treatment and others and the distances to get to the hospital in Northern Scotland, the hospital has a facility set up where the patients can stay during long treatments or family member who are visiting can use at a very reasonable cost. Think of a Ronald McDonald House for Adults. There is also nursing care for the patients, a small kitchen for making some food or you can order a meal from the hospital and a living room where you can go to get out of your room. This is where Mike will stay during his treatment though between the fist and second week he should be fine to go home over the weekend. As you can see, Mike will be away and Elisa will be alone and not able to visit Mike during those 7 weeks. This made me think that she needed someone to visit who would provide company, do chores around the house and not be a guest but a helper (let's not go into the dynamics of family doing this, ok). I began to ponder the idea of ME going over to help out (it has been 5 years since I have visited). I then floated the thought to my husband who thought it was a good idea and then I called Elisa and Mike and asked them if they would like me to come over. It was a resounding double YES! But since the date of the treatment was not book yet, we would have to wait a bit before I could make travel plans. The idea is for me to visit for two weeks smack dab in the middle of Mikes treatment thus breaking up Elisa's alone time. And here we are - I book my flight in July and we just have to wait for September 2 and then I will be on my way. I will fly to Frankfurt and then over to Aberdeen (avoid London at all costs this summer) and once there I will be able to visit Mike at the care facility. Since I will have been traveling for almost 24 hours by the time see him, I will be able to stay the night. This will give me a chance to visit with Mike and rest before heading out the next day to the Kirkton of Auchterless. That will require a train from Aberdeen to Inverurie (20-30 minute travel time) and then a lay over for at least an hour until I can catch the bus to the bump in the road (45 minute travel time) where they live. The bus will drop me at the local school and it will be a few minute walk up the road to the house. Going home, I will revers the process. Elisa and I have been making plans since then. This really won't be a touristy trip but that does not matter. We are planning on me doing a bit of cooking and restocking of the freezer so when I am gone, Elisa will have some great meals to eat. I will do some sewing, Elisa has asked me to make a pillow for a chair and since she is not that skilled in sewing, there will be a few beginner lessons as well and maybe another bunny to join the clan. We will watch lots of movies and WWF too. AND REST, which we both will need. Go over to the Views of Scotland page to see new pictures too. BBh went with me on a road trip to Mesa, Arizona. I was attending a workshop with David Huang on "Chasing with Microcrystalline Wax". After you look at the pictures (click one to open it and see the description; and to scroll through a slide show) follow this link to see pictures from my workshop.
The bunny is on the move again, the packing has begun - stay tuned for pictures as the trip progresses.
Back in January I applied to Haystack Mountain School of Craft, to attend a metal smithing class for two weeks. I received the news that I had been accepted in April. There are several posts about it here on kernology and over at my other website The Adventurous Silversmith
I returned from my trip last week and I finally have time to write about it. Getting to Maine was an adventure in itself. On Saturday, I took a 6:30 am flight out of San Diego to Philly. I would have an hour layover in Philly and then catch a puddle jumper to Bangor, Maine. I would spend the night in Bangor before catching a Taxi to the school on Sunday. I landed in Philly on time but the weather was not cooperating. The connecting flight was delayed, delayed again and then cancelled since the plane was coming from North Carolina and could not take off due to the bad weather. I was put on the next flight at 8pm, which of course was also delayed and then cancelled. You can see where this is going, can't you. I was bumped to the 9:30 flight and it too was cancelled. I got myself on the stand by list for the 8:30 am flight with a confirmed seat on the 3:30 pm flight, checked into the Airport Marriott; had a burger in the bar and went to bed around 11:30 pm - totally beat and freaking out I would get to Haystack too late. I hate being late. Sunday morning I checked in at the airline counter at 6 am and I was the first person on the stand by list though the counter person said the flight was full, I had hope. Sure enough, there was room on the plane and I was called to board at 8:15. I landed in Bangor just before lunch time and guess what - my bag was not on the plane, it was going to arrive via the 3:30 flight and I would not get it until sometime on Monday, luckily I had a change of clothing in my carry on and my tools had been shipped a head and were waiting for me at Haystack. I hooked up with the taxi van with another half dozen other students and we were driven for about 2 hours to Haystack. I found myself just looking out the windows at the older homes, the coast when it could be seen, and the trees - the green, green trees. I miss trees, I miss the sound the trees make when the wind blows through the woods. And the rain, I miss that too. I arrived at Haystack around 3:00 pm and checked in. I found my cabin and my room mate had not arrived so I opened my boxes and assembled my bed. I had used my bedding as the packing material for my tools which was a good thing other wise I don't know what would have used until my luggage arrived. I wandered around the campus and got warm by the fire until dinner. Afterwards, we had orientation about how the school is run. Then the metals group had a meet up in the studio and I eventually met Ellen my roomie for the next two weeks. I won't repeat here, what I did most days in the metals class... But the typical day was: Get up and shower; breakfast at 8 am; work in the metals studio from 9 until noon; lunch; work in the metals studio from 1 until about 4 or 5 pm; call my sweetie for our daily chat; dinner at 6pm; relax and read for about an hour; nightly lecture/presentation at 8 pm; work in the metals studio from 9 pm to 10 or 11 pm; go to sleep. Some days I went for a walk in the morning before breakfast or before dinner. I would check email just after lunch or around dinner time. After meals I would grab a cup of tea and read a few pages from a book on my iPad, most nights by the fire. BTW, it was an 800 page novel I started on the plane ride out and I finished in on the plane going home. Not bad considering everything else that was going on. Most of the "kids" (all of the other students except one were younger than me by at least 15 years, so I can call them kids) who were in the metals course with me would work in the studio past midnight and some nights they had a bonfire down at the cove with some of the other students as well. I did not hang out with them very much and I tried to eat my meals with different students every time so I met almost everyone in the other courses. As I said I would also do some reading at night, which was by the fire in the dining hall. Someone or groups of people would hang out there most nights and there were varied and very interesting conversations that would result. Other times I would wander into the other studios just to see what people were working on. One night the blacksmith group invited everyone up to their shop because they were inflating metal. That was very cool and fun to watch. Several days later we watched the inflated life preserver get tossed into the ocean so it would get a rust patina on it. Over the weekend, we could do what we wanted. I did some work in the shop, I was invited by the ceramics group to join them in a car pool and we went into town to tour some galleries. Saturday night we had a lobster and clam boil down in the cove. Another night the class got together with some beer and we showed images of our work. There was some amazing pieces. On the last night there was a dual auction. The live bidding was on the pieces given by the instructors. The silent auction was for those pieces donated by the students. I won a print of lichen done by a student. I also donated a scarf I wove - it raised over $50! I think, over all they raised several thousand. All the proceeds go to the school for maintenance of the school and their scholarship fund. There was a visiting writer there as well and there was a writing workshop everyday. I did not go but I did compose my own poem: A walk in the wood Silence A tree fell I heard it The flight home was uneventful and my sweetie was waiting for me to bring me home! To see some of my pictures use this link. Several weeks ago we decided to do a road trip over the Christmas weekend. I had the Friday (Christmas Eve) before Christmas off as it was the official company holiday. I also had a floating holiday available as I worked on Veterans Day, so we added the floater to the lot and I had 4 days off. I decided to use the floater on Thursday so we could get away before the rush.
Then it started to rain that Sunday of the week. We had 6 days of rain which varied from a drizzle to the usual "dump the bucket" rain. We have a rain gauge and we recorded over 11", yes ELEVEN INCHES, of rain for the six days of rain. Luckily, the rain stopped early Thursday morning. We had packed our bags and the food cooler on Wednesday night and just had to put it all in "Babe" the blue Subaru Baja in the morning. Thursday morning was clear and cool, I started to put stuff in the car and I opened the camper shell which is on the back of the car and there I found.... the Air Tank, yes an AIR TANK. Ok, it is medium sized and fits, but why is this in the back of the vehicle? According to my husband, it is case we get a flat tire. Excuse me, but if you get a flat wouldn't you CHANGE the tire? Then I presented with an explanation that the tire would not be totally flat, you could pump it up and get to a repair shop...[during this I let my mind wander]. Also in the back of the car were two huge plastic tubs with emergency stuff: shoes, waters, towels, energy bars, basic tools, flashlights, and more. Between the air tank and the two tubs there was just enough room for the small suitcases. Oh, and all of this was from a man standing in a T-shirt and shorts while it was 42 F outside. Go figure. I went back inside and got the maps, Garmin GPS, camera bag, coffee to go mugs, food, and the other stuff I wanted in the actual car with us. Then while trying to get all this organized, I found 2 small flashlights in the pocket in the dash; another 3 in the driver door pocket; 2 more in the passenger door pocket; a large one under each seat (driver and passenger) and one more in the glove compartment. That adds up to 10 flashlights, and does not count the unknown number back in those emergency tubs. Have I mentioned that my husband has a flashlight fetish? At around 8:30 am we hit the road and headed to Albuquerque, New Mexico. The route was rather easy- up the I-15 to Barstow then hang a right on I-40 and kept going east. You can't miss it kid, you will run right into it. Oh, and in Needles we waved at Spike (Snoopy's brother) and kept going. In Williams, AZ we ran into snow on the ground and just a light falling of it coming down. It was 31F outside and my husband is still walking around in shorts and a T-Shirt. We crossed the Continental Divide at an elevation of 7,000+ feet and then headed downhill toward ABQ. At around 10 pm (it was 9 pm for us) we arrived at our hotel and crashed after 13 hours of driving including stops. Albuquerque was cold and had gray skies and is at about 5,000 foot elevation. We were surprised at how sprawled out ABQ was and that there weren't a lot of tall buildings. During our wanderings, we went to some local museums - specifically ones with Rock and Mineral sections and drove around looking at the city and the surrounding small towns; stopping in various small shops and just having a fun time. OH, and at one point while going down a hill with a curve, we hear a funny PSSSTT-ing sound coming from the back of the car. Erich looks at me and I knew he was thinking "We got a flat tire, good thing I brought the air tank". I have great hearing and knew it was not a tire but from inside the shell. Sure enough, the tank had tipped over and the emergency valve had been triggered - letting the majority of the air escape. So much for having emergency air in case of a flat tire. Besides, isn't that why we have AAA? Since we had gotten into ABQ when it was dark, when we left we were able to see the surrounding area that we did not see, on our way in. We rolled into Flagstaff, AZ around 3 pm, found a Chinese restaurant and had a late lunch and afterwards we drove around the town before getting back onto I-40 and heading home. Go west young man. Go forth into the gathering twilight. Don't forget to write when you get work. It was a dark and stormy night. Overall we drove about 1800 miles - saw some great scenery, took just a few pictures, and collected a few rocks along the way. Here are a few of the pictures, you can find more pictures on the Travels page |
About LaurieLaurie lives in central Texas with the memory of Erich, a.k.a. "the shop elf", who was her hubby of 35+ years and Cowboy Boots, the cat who was over 18 years old; her metals studio including 100+ hammers and 300+ chasing tools; her sewing studio which has a sewing machine, a closet filled with fabric, hundreds of skeins of embroidery floss and perle cotton, silk and other materials, and Mrs. King the dress dummy; one weaving loom, assorted knitting needles, tubs of yarn; assorted art supplies of pencils, colored pencils, water color pencils, water color paints, acrylic paints, markers, and pads of paper; lots of books; plus a plethora of geeky tech gadgets, computers, and more. Archives
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