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.