Art Love Magical Mystery Tour

7-11-10

A day of which has for 11 years held great importance in Bobby and I's life. Our Nanniversary. LOL
What can I say about my companion of 11 years, not enough.
Lucky to find him.
Thrilled to still be together after all these years and still crazy in love as well.
He is my rock when the winds and the waves blow and push against me tumultuously.
He is there for me even when my own ship tosses and turns so much that I think I might capsize.
A man who had the gall to ask me for my number and email address even when he wasn't sure how old I was or vice versa.
Someone who I like to call my "Knight in Tye Dyed Armor."
This is a special day for us.
He is a man so kind and so honorable.
I did marry a Deadhead and I am proud of it.
We have seen quite a few concerts during our time together.
Done quite a few funny and entertaining things.
Drumming together we make a perfect pair.
Anyone know a priest cause I told him I would wed him again today?
And he said he would do it.

Zen at work

So Zen at work......Is it possible.....I read today during lunch that there is actually a Zen at work blog somewhere and it is suppose to be like in the top like 100 most popular blogs right now.

Can one really attain Zen at work?
I guess first one has to enjoy the job that one is doing. Right?
I do enjoy the job that I am doing. So I am good there.

I guess one has to take everything in good stride.
One step at a time.
One foot in front of the other. Check!

I guess one has to have a driving passion to do the job in front of them.
Check. Perhaps maybe too much passion. Who knows......

Channel extra passion into some sort of extra-curricular activity.
Check, photography, painting, glass craft, writing songs and drumming and singing.
Okay big check there. LOL

So I guess I am going to start just you know maybe reading the Dalai Lama more.
He is a man I really respect.
Booted out of his own country and still very positive individual.
Imagine if you couldn't go back home again.
You were forbidden to.
And forget about what religion he is for a moment.
He is a man I truly admire just for that strength.

So I will ring my chime and light a candle and roll my bowl with a stick and try to Ommmmmmm......close my eyes and imagine this evening.

Anything that you can imagine....It can happen! I have always been taught this and now I am starting to believe it.

Peace out.
Liz

Dream catcher spinning in the wind.

H8TRED BE GONE

Why do we feel the need to hate someone for the color of their skin?
Why do we feel the need to hate someone because of the pain that they are in?
Why do we seem to be so selfish that we sometimes don't hear the suffering of a friend?
Are we caught up in our self so much that we don't understand where they have been?

We are all just people.
If you cut us we will bleed red.
One of these days we'll all end up in the grave and dead.

If we could just stop for a moment and take a little time.
We would just recognize that things in this world are fleeting and not yours and mine.

Let's share a drink together.
Let's share a glass.
Hold it high for friendship.
Hold it high so it will last.

Friendship is a fragile thing.
That many seek to destroy.
Let's hold onto friendship for every girl and every boy.

6-17-10
Liz Smith

Feet.....Mermaids Don't even have them!

Feet

We take our feet for granted. How many times have you looked down at your feet and just said okay get me from Point A to Point B?

Seriously of course we don't do this. Unless you talk to your body like I talk to mine and people sort of look at you funny. But if you are a serious person who doesn't speak to yourself, you might not think about your feet that much. They are all sorts of sizes and shapes. We have corns and bunions and dead skin on them at times.
I am type 2, so my Doctor is always checking my feet. So many I have become OCD about mine. LOL

Our toe nails get all wacked out, looking like they are either swords or knives in some gang fight.
Sometimes the curves of our toes go one way and hook over to the left or swing over to the right like they are forming the lanes of the Indy500. Sometimes I look at my dear hubbies feet and sigh.
Poor thing.
His toes......Wow....when I trim his toes. I need to occassionally whip out the belt sander for them.
Alot of men's feet especially single men.....I check them out in the store and you can usually tell by a man's feet if they are married or single.
I can't honestly pinpoint sexual preference by feet.
But I can generally tell married or single by looking at a man's feet.
Some men aren't that lucky and they don't have wives who either
A) don't have the time.
B) want them to fend for their own selves
C) Don't like to look at men's feet because they are grossed out
D) Are oblivious to their husband's feet
E) none of the above.

Some feet cry out for help! Wash me! Clean Me! Clip Me! Rub Me!
My feet were crying out for help.
I had been on them an awful lot in the month of March and April was appearing on me.
And that investment of a pedicure kit is still lasting me till today.
I still have some of it left.
But it's about time to go to Sally's Beauty Supply and get more of the self pedicure kit.
There is a Lil Blue Kit. It's is called Heel to Toe.
I recommend it highly!
Step #1 is a Foot Soak. Oh my gosh I leave my feet in there for a good 30 to 45 minutes at least, the Eucalyptus and Menthol in the soak make it incredible.

Step #2 is a Foot Scrub. Talk about heavenly.......I scrub my feet while watching the rain come down on the pool in ripples in the water. It has Pumice Stone in it so gawd does it help get your skin feeling great.
Then I rinse and Pour more hot water in and sit for another 15 to 20 minutes

Step #3, I love this Step, All Hail the Foot Masque!
It has Chamomilla extract, in it which is something I have used for 11 yrs to soak my feet with, Algae extract, Spearmint Oil, Aloe Leaf oil, Menthol and Sunflower Seed Oil.

Step #4 is the Lotion, and well I know we all have our favorite foot lotion.....It's a necessity. Show your feet some love.
This brand has Water, Aloe, Lanolin, and Mineral Oil as it's base ingredients.

Did I mention that all the writing on the lil blue travel tote is also in French?
So I read it in French before I read it in English. LOL

I love you Sally's Beauty Supply!

So you know don't take care of your feet. When they talk to you, answer them.
When they start aching and burning and hurting you......Either give them love yourself or go pay for someone to love them.

Over and Out!
Liz

Just for kicks....I include a link I found.
http://www.missperfectfeet.com/about.php

Stumbling through the kitchen

So when I first met Bobby back in 1999 boy how did I so suck at cooking.
It seemed that while growing up and doing 50 million other things.
I neglected to really learn the art of cooking.
I mean don't get me wrong I learned that cooking was exhilarating but I never really learned all of the technicalities.
I mean my mother bless her heart....she at one point burned chicken nuggets.
The ever infamous...."chicken rocks".
Myself and my two sisters guess who we married......these husbands of ours all have something in common.....They can cook!
I think if we hadn't all found men who could cook we would have spent a lifetime making microwave meals.
Okay I can only speak for myself on this one and that may be an over-exaggeration.
But cooking is a skill best developed over time.
And it does seem to hinge on finding and exploring and trial and error.
In order to cook you have to embrace your failures.
I have had so many personal failures in cooking.
I have burned boiling water.
I consider that a great talent....Bobby on the other hand...well he considered it something entirely different.
When we got together I could definitely cook spaghetti, and I could make pancakes, I could make a steak, didn't really grasp the whole rare, medium, well done stuff.
I could make anything chicken fried and mashed potatoes.
I mean any Texas woman worth her salt can do anything chicken fried and some mean mashed potatoes.
We can do potatoes practically any way you want them.
That is just a Southern standard.
But cooking when it came to healthy cooking and worthwhile cooking.
I was just unable to grasp.
And perhaps one of the reasons why we were never uber healthy is due to that fact.
As I grow and learn in the knowledge of life and cooking skills.
I see it helps to actually read a recipe.
Know how to measure things.
Have alot of fun kitchen utensils.
And just be carefree.
Cause cooking should be fun.

Jo

Oh my grandmother she would so get a kick out of things tonight if she was here.
Videos of the songs that we use to listen to as kids and dance and sing to.
I can now find them on youtube.
Gotta love that.
Here's to you Jo!
Cheers. Wherever you are!
Love you.
Liz

RIP Frank

But one I found online.

Frank Frazetta was born February 9, 1928. His early artistic career consisted of years of exquisitely drawn comics work, including contributions to the EC line of comics, assisting Al Capp on L’il Abner and later drawing several years of the strip, and working with Harvey Kurtzman on Little Annie Fanny.

In the ’60s, Frazetta turned to cover paintings for the thriving pulp paperback industry and created one of the most recognizable illustration styles of all time. His covers for Conan, Tarzan and other rough-hewn heroes created a visceral, violent, erotic yet somehow still nuanced visual style that has been endlessly imitated but never surpassed — Frazetta’s imagery of brawny, relentless swordsmen, seductive, fleshy sirens and hellfire breathing monsters had a gut level impact because it came from the gut — his many followers were just tracing without the passion of the originals.

In recent years, as reported here and elsewhere, the Frazetta estate had been much in dispute among his four children, following the death of his wife, Ellie. After some family squabbles that could only be called stressful and embarrassing, peace was made, however, and the sale of some of Frazetta’s most iconic paintings had begun, notably with the $1,000,000 sale of one of his paintings to a buyer believed to be Metallica’s Kirk Hammett. Another Frazetta painting was recently put up for auction, although it was not owned by the family.

Below is one of the last known public photos of Frazetta, shown in February at a family barbeque in Florida with his daughters and granddaughter.

http://www.comicsbeat.com/2010/05/10/frank-frazetta-rip/

Bobby introduced me to Frazetta artwork when we first got married back in 1999.
Little did I know that I was already a fan of this man.
He was a major figure in the art world.
His fantasy art was playful and creative.
His mind must have been a playground of infinite expanses.
I so wanted to meet him and interview the man who was the legend.
The man who let such beautiful flights of fantasy take over his body and flow from his fingertips.
He brought alot of joy to us geeks, nerds, fantasy freaks, people of all shapes and sizes and races and religions.
Art reaches out and touches you.
It caresses your soul.
Art gives you wings to soar on high.
So here's to you Frazetta.
Your name will live on in your artwork.
You will always have a place in my hierarchy of great artists!

Finding some Inner Peace

I want a Peace of mind.
Just a small one.
But I will never give away a piece of my mind.
I want to spread a calming feeling to people.
I am lucky to have friends and family who love me for me.
And at 31 the me I see is Great!
I can do anything.
I am running with that.

Once More into the Fray

So we venture once more out into the wilds of the Ft Worth Botanic Garden..........It's a jungle out there!
You have to bring your safari gear. Or you need to wear a romantic jacket like mine, some sort of lingerie or something.
Roses are in bloom and love is in the air etc, etc.
And it's time to just goof off and have fun.
I tell you what Day before mother's day truly a great day to go.
So many people that you can take pictures of.
I realize that day which was 5/08/2010 that it was also the day before my Independence Day.
My Independence Day was Mother's Day 11 years ago.
It wasn't planned that way.
That was the day that I made the call to tell my rents I am moving in with Bobby and then on 7-11-99 we finally tied the knot.
It didn't take us long to take the plunge.
Anyways, here are some pictures.
I recommend if you go that you find this secret trail on the back of the property past the pond where the roses are.
It's so awesome.

Project of Femininity and Masculinity Dualities with the Female Mind and Body and Soul, trates we exhibit

So this is Spring of 2010. I am 31 yrs old. Call-center employee by day. Lady, most of the time.......Young Brat some of the time, Definitely a talker.
Anyone who knows anything about Liz, knows she is a talker?
Oh did I mention I sometimes refer to myself in the 3rd person......What is so up with that?
I am pressed with questions about my life.
Is it where I want it to be....No of course not, whose really is 100%. We all have fantasies hopes and dreams that we want to ascertain for.Shoot for the moon and reach the stars type of stuff.
I have decided to do a Project.
I have up to this point. Managed not to be rather ladylike. I may have had my moments of little lady or perfect angel.....Cough Cough, Sputter Sputter, Who am I trying to kid here. Those that really know me know that me being a lady is well.....rather out there. consider myself to be a few things.
On the border between Angel/Devil, good girl vs Bad girl, Super hero vs Coward, Crime fighter vs Criminal, Pixie vs Galadriel, Poison Ivy, Cat Woman, Harlequin like personality at all times. And somehow yet I manage.
I have so many thoughts flying through my mind at so many intervals of the day that I have to keep running all my subroutines at the same time.
I feel like the character from Alias who was always playing 2 different roles for that character. Aha there we go to google for the answer.
Jennifer Gardner as Sidney Bristow.

I have my moments of stepping back and forth over the line like I am double dutch jump roping.
Pretty much in me I have a combination of a character from Batman Forever.
Drew Barrymore's character Sugar, and Debit Mazar's character Spice.
We all have our Cardamon moments.....And our Hot Sauce moments.
When I am Cardamon moments I am so very ladylike and dainty and sweet and friendly and adoring and grateful and lovey and dovey, Gag me Cough Cough Cough you get the picture.
Empathy is part of my job it has pretty much be imprinted on my hard drive and is the Main Program that sometimes runs my life.
Don't be worried out there you huddled masses. Empathy isn't the only thing embedded in my chips.
I also have other emotions as well on subroutines.
Isn't that a valuable thing to hear.
I have alot of different subroutines.
So if Cardamon is my Sweet Side, angelic, Lady, Galadriel, Cat Woman, you get the picture and I digress......Anyways.

Spice is more of the naughty/Wild side of life.
Most of us women, yes Dudes if you have not figured it out yet. Normally have these 2 personalities in our bag of Multiple Personality Disorder.
Insert Rim Shot Amen, whatever you want to say in this line.

I know from just reading a comment on facebook today that I have a friend with this type of Party action going on at her house.
Something about 16" of Delivery Boy was mentioned if I am correct....from what I overhead at the gossip at someone's house.
It was a Soap party..... What an interesting reason to have a Party.....Ha ha ha ha ha LOL etc and points to someone on her page not mentioning names but tries to couch to cover it up real quick.

My own party this weekend was a Spartacus party. We had one friend over whose name shall remain anonymous but one of Our com-padres who use to live close to us in another apt complex. He came over and watch the finale of Spartacus and we partied with Roman fair. There was a beef shoulder BBQ-ed on the grill, and half a piece of wheat french bread, A big honking cheese platter, and Callamatta olives, and special feta cheese. Even Gingersnaps for dessert.
Yes I know not Greek or Roman in origin. But what the heck you have to fudge sometimes.
This happened Friday night.

Then Saturday I went to get my hair done. Bought some daisies for myself and went to lunch with my mom at the restaurant by my sisters' salon, The Micheal Flores Salon in Dallas, in Turtle creek, an area I normally don't frequent mind you. I am not that high end in the financial end of things at the moment.
So I was astonished that at the Nail place across the St on Oakwood offered a 30 dollar pedicure.
Highway robbery in my opinion.
I would rather go get one done somewhere cheaper than you very much walk out the door.
There was a bakery I stopped in to get a cookie....yes I cheated I had a cookie for dessert but It was only one and it was so delicious and choc chip, yes even a diabetic like myself needs to cheat a lil so we don't go crazy and we do a better job at eating correctly so our bodies well work like well oiled machines.
Even us girls with the "Sug" we cheat every now and then....
But the woman there was so pleasant directed me to Sally's. Oh you ladies know you know Sally's that place is as a friend of mine says...."Off the Chain and "the Business" at work.
She is so right Sally's is both of those.
I got a pedicure kit for 8.99 and then I walked down the street picked out 4 flowers for myself. Gerber Daisies a pink one and another shade of pink and 2 yellow. Assembled for me by a lovely lady up front, really cool chica, Her manager then checked me out all the while helping a Woman get ready for the "Mad Hatter's Tea Party" supposedly some hit party happening soon in that area....guess Highland Park big society sort of get together.
It's called Mad Hatter's Party Dresses and Dahlias or something like that.
She had her dress and hat with her which a friend of hers so graciously loaned her.
See hints of upper crust women doing the same thing we lower crust do.
Is there really a crust anymore though?
We all try to do things to better ourselves in this day and age.....Yes Sadly I discovered the other day again that there is truly a crust.
When I went to the Dallas Arboretum or the Ft Worth Botanic Gardens...with a redhead photographer friend of mine, even to the West End then to Dealy Plaza and the Vickery Plaza. Definite view of the Delineation of the Crust.
Sometimes it runs North and South sometimes East and West. Sometimes undercurrent but it is still there. You can spot it out if you look for it.


Anyways, here is what I am getting at. I am going to do is through art and life and conversation I am going to post some observations about the Cardamon or insert some of there nice sweet something in there for yourself and Spice. I will be like a Navy Seal I will be in and out before you knew what was happening or Elizabeth Bond. I will only let what I want out and what I don't want out No one could ever beat out of me.
We have to be our own 009s.
Keep some operatives covert and secret and only share secrets like those Alphabet agencies share them all over the world.

@ copyright Elizabeth W. Smith
4/18/2010
Sorry if the images aren't showing. All of the above here is the intellectual property of me.
Except for the licenses images which I lay no claim to whatsoever.

4/11/2010 The Beautiful Lady makes her Grand Exit.......She sounded like she was beating a million drums!!