I don't have anything much to say but feel I simply must post. Hmm. It's raining. I have a new bracelet on my wrist, one that I made - plus a ring (which was once a bracelet - but I didn't have enough wire to re-bracelet it, so I turned it into a pretty little ring). I am having enormous fun with my new jewelry hobby. It's therapeutic. It is actually a lot like shelving - a lot of concentration, but not much brainpower. So calming, so entrancing, so satisfying.
Oh, I have also been having more - much, much more - fun than I ought to with photograph-enhancement sites like FotoFlexer.
It's an avenue in Providence - some of the trees were a bit on the green side for October:
I've been reading "Impossible" by Nancy Werlin. It is wonderful and weird at the same time - and it gave me horrid nightmares; I'm not sure how I feel about this book - it's been taking some rather disappointing turns. On the other hand, there is still something morbidly beautiful about it.I'll try and see if I can learn how to upload other photos from my overly-fun time on Fotoflexer and Picnik - for some reason they couldn't download onto my computer files, so I had to save them on Facebook instead. And then I couldn't upload the Facebook photos onto the blog, so, er, if anyone wants to teach me to do this, I would be happy to accept some instructions.
On a final note, I made William's pancake this morning and did not leave the insides sticky with batter or the outsides black and crumbling. Normally I'm like a teen sitcom character - the kind of cook that runs out of the kitchen in an apron and chef's hat screeching, "It's gonna blow!"
This has never happened to me. It will. I will post when it finally does. I will even try and take pictures.
Off to do some algebra. And then read. I need book time after algebra. (I had taken a long break algebra and I quite hoped that my brain might have improved while I was away from it, but of course it didn't.)
~Emily
