Wednesday, May 27, 2015

BARCELONA, Don't Pick My Pockets!

Ok... I wasn't really off fishing the last couple of weeks. Fermin and I were in Barcelona, Spain!  Actually, for about half of our vacation we were on a cruise that shipped out of Barcelona and took us to Ibiza, Mallorca, Sete (France), and back to port in Barcelona.  We then spent the remainder of our vacation in Barcelona.

It was the first time either one of us had a chance to go to Europe so it was something we both had looked forward to for years.  Once I started researching online and asking our friends what we should be sure to do while over there, we heard over and over again warnings about the pick pocketers- not just in Europe, but specifically in Barcelona.  Pick pocketing is a career over there.  If someone pick pockets, there's not much punishment for it, if any.  As long as it's not violent, it seems, anything goes.

I'm a bit of a nervous traveler no matter what,so all this talk of pick pocketing had me very paranoid.  And although I was still excited to go, I was worried about how I was going to keep peoples hands out of my pockets!

many zippers to get thru to get to anything!
A friend loaned me her cross body bag with many zippers so I could securely carry a few things around town without giving pick pockets any kind of easy access.
Fermin assured me he would carry his wallet in his front pocket.  And we agreed not to ever carry a big load of cash, our passports, or any valuables on us.  So honestly, if the pick pockets had targeted us, they would have been sorely disappointed.  They would have just wound up with diabetic supplies, lipstick, and gum. 

On the second day of our trip, a man that was on the cruise with us told us he had just had his wallet stolen out of his front pocket!  He had just gotten 500 euros from the bank, got on the metro and had his arm stretch up to hold on to the railing.  He guessed that because of that, the pick pocketer had access to his front pocket.  I guessed that 1.He isn't very observant and has very little physical awareness and 2. Someone saw him get the money from the bank and followed him onto the metro. Big bummer for that guy, and a big reminder to us that the threat of pick pocketers is for realz! 

As it turned out, whether of not the threat of being pick pocketed was as common as we had been told, we never had any problems.

Palma de Mallorca Cathedral
We just ate tapas (which I will probably write another post about soon), looked at really old and beautiful buildings and had an amazing trip!
Sagrada de Familia

a little more- Sagrada de Familia
The pink house Gaudi lived in for many years in Barcelona, Spain- Park Guell

Monday, May 11, 2015

Gone Fishin'

I'll be back very soon---with stories to tell. 

Please visit again soon.

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Unique Mother's Day Necklace

Mother's Day is next week!  I heard someone say that today and I realized I better get my Mother's Day themed jewelry listed in my Etsy shop, and fast!

I just put these two very unique necklaces up in the shop-  They're both made with teeny silver salt spoons- vintage, of course! The spoons are from Italy. I have a whole set, and each one has a unique headstock. 
vintage salt spoon necklace with cobalt blue beads

vintage beaded spoon necklace
You can visit my Resparkable Vintage shop for all the details on both of them.  I can still easily ship them out to you in time for Mother's Day.  I also have a few "Mother/Daughter" Necklaces I will be listing by the end of the day tomorrow.  Although these are "Mother's Day" ideas, don't feel like you have to be a Mom to wear one!  I have one I wear and I just LOVE it.  I get compliments on it every time I wear it. 

Monday, April 27, 2015

Winning and Losing

This weekend, I sang at a Fundraising Gala for the Bath House Cultural Society.  I love White Rock Lake, here in Dallas- which is where the Bath House is located, so I was happy to take part in the event.

The night came with a few unexpected surprises.

While I was singing, Fermin bought us some raffle tickets.  After my set was over, we went to the table of prizes you could enter to win.  There were about 8 gift baskets to chose from, and there was one I really wanted- mainly because it looked like a birdcage, with vintage bird ornanaments hanging on it. Inside the cage were several different cute notepads.  I put all 4 of my tickets in that one basket and exclaimed to Fermin, "I have a feeling I'm actually gonna win this!"  That feeling was so strong, and hopeful, that I posted this photo on Instagram with the caption, "I'm about to win this." 
I'm about to win this!
Well guess what?!  I WON!  Affirmations and visualizations, which I have been practicing lately, really work!

I didn't even realize all the things in that basket, until I got home and took everything out of the birdcage!  I got:
* a pair of tickets to the Nasher Sculpture Center
*the birds!
*notepads, a notebooks, and a couple of small journals
*fancy pencils with a cute pencil holder bag
*a pair of tickets to some theatre production I've never heard of, but am excited to go to!

shoes, post explosion
Although the night was lucky for me, it wasn't all lucky. 

At some point in the night, my shoes started feeling a little soggy. I looked down at my shoes as I stood up from my seat and it seemed I had stepped in a cupcake!  I had little white cake crumbs all around my feet, and white fluff covering the heel of my shoe.  When I tried to wipe the supposed cupcake off of my shoe I realized that my heel had just sort of exploded and the contents of it were spilling out where ever I stepped.  It just wasn't just one shoe, by the way-- it was both! And with every step I took, I was getting shorter and leaving a trail of breadcrumbs behind.

Eventually, I noticed a maintenance man with a broom and dust pan sweeping up after me.  It was only a matter of time before he realized I was the culprit of all of his extra clean up work. 

So I took off my shoes, apologized to the man cleaning my mess up, and put my shoes in a trash bag.

You win some, you lose some.

Friday, April 24, 2015

Sketchbook Skool Starts Today!

Creative License
For years, I've been meaning to make sketching a habit.  My interest started when I read Danny Gregory's book, Creative License.  He said that to really know and understand something, you need to draw it.  For a while, inspired by that book, I was on a roll, sketching on a pretty regular basis.  And I learned that what Danny said was true.  When you draw something, you really have to look at it. You think you know what something looks like, until you try to draw it.  Your brain sees it one way, and the reality of it can be something entirely different.

For those several weeks that I was on my sketching streak, I looked at everything differently.  And I liked it.

It's similar to when I'm writing songs.  I really learn how I feel about something when I write a song.  I guess the similarity might be simply about being in the present moment.  And I'm always trying to do that.  Because as I get older, I realize that life is short.  And I want to be right here in it.  Not rushing ahead.

So...  Sketching.  Drawing. Doodling. Maybe I can slow the world down for myself, just a little bit.  And see it in a whole new way.

Art Before Breakfast
Recently, I bought Danny's newest book, Art Before Breakfast.  Of course, I love the book. So much that I want to eat it, instead of my breakfast. (I wrote a post about this book you can go read if you'd like!)  When I'm into something, I'm really into it... So, I visited Danny's website, read several of his blog posts, and eventually read something about this Sketchbook Skool that he's involved with.  Then, I hopped over to the Sketchbook Skool website and read all about that and knew, this is what I've been looking for, for years!

I signed up for "Beginnings", and it starts today!  "Beginnings" is the first course in the Sketchbook Skool line up, taught by Danny Gregory and 5 other talented artists.  Each artist/teacher takes on a week of the class and gives lessons, insights and homework.  You, the student, get to share your work, check out your classmates work, and cheer each other on.  All from the comfort of your own home, and at any hour of the day or night.  The class goes on for 6 weeks.  There are three other 6 week courses that follow this one.  That means I will for sure be sticking with the practice of sketching for 6 weeks, probably 24 weeks, and hopefully for a lifetime!
for less than $10, i've got enough art supplies to get started!
Today is just the Beginning!