Number 600

Jeepers!  (Isn't that a quaint expression from the past?)  When I first started this blog I had little hope of keeping it up.  But I have kept it up as a journal of my personal journey through life and as a creative being, and here I am, at post #600.  I was never able to keep a diary or journal with any consistency, but I have managed to keep this E-journal going - at least one thing is going well. 

These 33 miners were trapped more
than 2000 feet below ground for more
than two months!  They are above-ground now.

Yesterday I accomplished a lot, but not as much as I had wanted to.  I have looked high and low in every room of the house for my stripper solution.  I had it last week (obviously) when I stripped two of my boxes.  I prepped six boxes and purchased a large roll of aluminum foil so that I could strip them, but then couldn't find my three cans of solution and brushes.  I really can't afford to purchase new supplies, so I'll keep looking.  I won't have a chance to do more on these until either Sunday or next studio day now, so I'll have a few days to keep looking.  I progressed in my plans for Chickie's birthday party and purchased cutting images for my Silhouette.  I cleaned at least two stacks of books from the den and I'll bring DH's pants with me to the shop today and draft the pattern for his pants from my large roll of brown paper that I have there.  I think I'll bring my Silhouette machine to the shop on Friday and test-cut some things.  I have the software on my laptop also so I can work with the machine away from home. 

What a dramatic rescue.  Above ground
after more than two months. 
Well Done!

And congratulations to Chile for their exemplary work in rescuing their 33 trapped miners.  It was an incredible effort, but they managed to get a rescue shaft sunk in record time and bring them back to the surface two months before the original estimate.  I had to smile at the one minor who was greeted by his mistress, his wife having found out about his affair while he was entrapped.  I have a great fear of enclosed spaces and tunnels, even large spaces underground like Carlsbad Caverns are difficult for me (although I was able to view the Caverns and they were amazing).  The thought of being that far underground and then having to get into that narrow capsule...I would have been a raving idiot by the time I would have made it to the surface.  Yeah.....(shaking off the bad feeling)...a raving idiot.  Congratulations, Chile!