Tag: candle

I guess the first thing to say is that hubby and I joined in on the “News Boycott”. It’s a shame because hubby and I really do enjoy sitting together having our morning coffee and watching the “news” as we’re getting ready to face our coming day. I should also say that I’m on vacation until February!!!! Yeah baby! Two weeks….in a freakin’ row! I never get to do that. This is the first time in a years I’ve had this much downtime.

Day One, Monday. We turned off the “news” completely and listened to music but, bright and early Monday morning I had a dentist appointment. Yes, you read that right. Those of you who actually know me are aware of how terrified I am of the dentist! So absolutely petrified that I haven’t been to the dentist in 10 years. I found that activity preferable to watching the…well…the shit on TV that day. (There’s a whole story here and, with any luck, I’ll tell it at some point but, for now, let’s just say the Universe told me it was time to begin this massive undertaking.) Finished the first leg of that journey, came home, and continued staying away from the “news”.

Day Two, Tuesday, we shut off the “news” completely and listened to music, which was very nice. After hubby left for work. I sat there for a little bit wondering what I would do with my day. I was all set for candle making but the intent was to do it tomorrow (Saturday the 25th) and then again on February 2nd. But I got a little itchy. I wanted to be creative in between loads of laundry. So I did. I figured, since I’ve had so much trouble with black candle dye, I’d try even though it wasn’t the day I picked. The plan was to sort of go for a Yin-Yang kind of look.

I decorated each one with my Midsummer Day scent in white wax with two white dye chips to make the white pop. I must have been lazy or something, or maybe I just had a little more patience that day. I was able to wait until the wax almost set and then pipe it on like frosting. The next batch did not go so well but, as always, I’ll keep trying.

Now, as you can clearly see, I missed the mark on the black…again.

Damn it! This time I used 2 dyed wax pellets AND liquid black dye AND it still came out fucked up! Granted, it’s a darker gray than the last time around but, as always, that damn wax was blacker than squid’s ink when I poured it. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong. BUT, with the piping, I really love the way they came out. They remind me of a stormy day. Oh yea, the wine glass isn’t supposed to be black. That’s the right color. I love it. It sort of reminds me of…I don’t know…a globe in a glass.

Ok. Ok. Ok. As you can see by this time I added the rest of the violet wax I had left over from the wine glass that day to make this kind of smoky purple color you see. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to get the right consistency for the decoration because I’m still learning Patience. Which, BTW, is exactly what the Universe overtook me with as I was melting the white wax. I stood there, stirring and swaying and singing; “Hmmmmm, yeah, some more patience. Yeah. Just a little patience. I’ve been walking the streets tonight, just trying to get it right, it’s hard to see with so many around, you don’t like being stuck in a crowd. The streets don’t change but maybe the names. I ain’t got time for these games ‘cuz I need you. Yeah. Yeah. Cuz I need you. This tiiii-ii-me.”

No shit. I’m old but I can still move like Axl Rose when the Universe demands. I’m glad I was alone in the kitchen because I just couldn’t help myself and, baby, I leaned right into it!

“Some more patience. Ye–ah.”

Wednesday, Day Three, we watched the Local News in the morning. That was nice. Seems my local station is already getting the message. They appear to be sticking with just Connecticut “news”. Which is nice. I only had to see The Orange One’s name once on the ticker and it made me laugh shake my head, and wonder if he (or his overpaid lawyers) even took a Civics Class. It was clear that dumb shit was headed straight to Court. Less than 24 hours later, that Unconstitutional idea was already stalled. When/if it ever gets to the Supreme Court and those self-proclaimed Constitutionalists will have to either Stand Their Ground or get a little more Cheeto dust in their grandiose mouths. Should be interesting.

Anyway, Hubby went to work and the National Morning Show came on. I caught up on the fires in California then my favorite Morning Person uttered that dreaded name and it was an immediate; down click, left click, right click, down click….Oh look! “An Unexpected Killer!”

I binge Murder like nobody I know. It’s true. I do. Everyday I watch shows about real life murders. Every. Single. Day. I do and Serial Killers and Mass Murders are my favorites. Yes, they are. Yes, you can have a favorite here. However, I don’t usually start at 7am. BUT.

Did you know that this Oxygen channel will bring you murder all day long? I had no idea. They should call it The Murder Channel.

Anyway, I popped out to Stop & Shop to pick up a few things and ran into Dollar Tree while I was there. I picked up some new candle holders. Silly me, I thought I was running out but, well, let’s just say I have work ahead of me. Which is nice.

I came home, Murder was playing. I set to work. and made the companions to the first group.

Two 12 ounce coffee glass coffee cups, two vintage glass/chalice, and two square.

I made this one for myself to commemorate my new dental journey. It has a companion that I made the day after the Universe whispered in my ear; It’s just a phone call. That’s all.

Yes, I’m keeping the wine glass one. I really love it.

Day Four, Thursday, no “news” on the TV. More music. And cat videos. It’s better start to the day than the normal alternative. I’ve been doing my best to stay away from FB too. I pop on here and there, post something funny, leave. I don’t even read much of my Local Groups anymore. Yes, I did my share of “snoozing” people. I also did a lot of keeping my mouth shut when it came to some friends posts. It’s not worth it.

That’s what this whole thing is about.

It’s not worth it.

So go find something that is!

I didn’t have much wax left after doing all the candles above but I truly adore these little holders. They’re the perfect size for my altar next to the bed and, of course, the tub!

By the end of yesterday

Ignore the big one, we’ll get to it in a second. The two in front are my Tub Candles. Poor things came last, I shouldn’t have done that. They only got about half full each but they’ll burn nicely for the next few baths and remind me of the things that are actually important as I soak.

Not too shabby. Now I have a whole new collection. Not that anyone will buy them. I give them away to the ladies at the church, my daughters, some neighbors. Anyone who wants one really and can pick it up. Not shipping for free. Sorry.

Anyway, The Big One. That’s my third attempt with the massive mold but the first attempt at doing the entire thing. The first two attempts at 3lbs of wax each are only half that size. Yes, that is six pounds of soy wax. They’re all soy for that matter. The bottom didn’t stick so I grabbed it out of the cabinet yesterday in an attempt to seal the base to the rest of the candle. Got a little crazy with the heat gun and when it started to melt I heard: “MacArthur Park is melting in the dark. All the sweet green icing flowing down.”

And I laughed and kept going because I found I like the drip effect. In the end, it’s stuck to the base now! I’m keeping it and the other two half sizes…just in case.

Just in case….the Blizzard of ’78 or Hurricane Glory return. You know, something like that.

Today is Day Five. We did watch the Local “News” this morning. Again, no actual mention of the name and just one item running by on the ticker. Seems we might find out what “really” happened to JFK. Not that I’d believe anything the Government tells me about it at this point, they lost trust, it’s been far too long. I’m sure someone will step in and try to block this. Yesterday, during my short visit to FB I was informed all of the “DEI hires” in the government are about to lose their jobs.

That won’t slow things down or make a big mess at all.

Surely, that will all go very smoothly.

It’s not like these are real people with real families and real bills or anything like that, right?

It’s not like these “people” are actually Fellow Americans, right?

I’m sure this is the Silver Bullet to expediate everything associated with those lightning fast government agencies.

Hold times? Surely they’ll be drastically reduced.

Paperwork? Might take a little longer to get the forms you might need but you can go online and get them, right? Everybody has a printer, right?

Jobs report? I think it’s about to change.

Unemployment payments? They’re about to go up. Up. Up. Up.

Finding the so-called “DEI Hires”? Easy. Just look at the color on their nose. (Not my idea honey.) So, ya know, if you’re a Person of Color and you voted Red…..get in that Bread Line, babe. You’re out of a job automatically because there’s no way you got any job at all (other than the fast food and dollar store industries) on your own merits!

Right?

But some people will feel better about their own pathetic selves and that’s what really matters…isn’t it? Making losers feel good. That’s the what the entire country is about now and has been for a while so let’s just put it right out there. It’s not you, baby, you’re not stupid, it’s the rest of the world that’s licking windows, not you. Now go find your helmet and play in the yard for a bit.

Ah this is really wonderful. The further I get from the “news” the higher I fly. The more I look down and laugh. Face it, nothing will change if I get my knickers in a twist and post a bunch of shit on FB (or anywhere else). I’ll just get in arguments with no end, spin myself up, and be angry over things that are completely out of my control. Ya know what? These assholes don’t even know I exist. They don’t know you exist. Worse than that? They don’t give a shit. Left Side. Right Side. They’re all out for themselves.

Now…I am too. Because, after all, what is not my fault and what I cannot change needs to be left behind, no matter what it is.

I am out for my Bliss. My Creativity. My Peace. My own fulfillment which, BTW, never had anything to do with money.

So what’s on tap for today?

Well, I’m out of wax but I’ll get more.

Taking the oldest to a Dr appointment and stopping at Flander’s Donuts on the way back. Trust me, they actually are thee best donuts in Connecticut! YUM-EEE.

Hubby and I are going out to dinner tonight! To a brand new restaurant! We haven’t done that in years! I’m looking very forward to having a little Couples Time.

But, most of all, in case you hadn’t noticed by now….I’m writing again. You’re reading it.

The Muse has been rolling stories around in my head for the last year or more. I got half way through “Times of War” and it stalled. I got about halfway through “Harvest Coombe” when it stalled. I’m thinking that problem might be over. Ares and Alena really want to go ‘home’ and by that I mean back to the island. Alena’s having problems, she’s pregnant with twins, and fears someone is watching her.

They are. Bad Things are on the horizon for our Dynamic Duo.

Hopefully, His Majesty and I will sit down over the weekend or on Monday and we’ll start.

If not that one, maybe we’ll start this Road House Series that’s running through my mind. It’s a very weird cross between “The Blacklist” and “Supernatural”. Grace and Armand are waiting for me along with Raul and The Boys. I’d like to bring them to life in the near future.

Yes, I’m stuck with him forever and ever and ever, because Ares wants to be in The Road House Series too. In fact, he runs the Road House. As always, he’s The Big Cheese and wants everyone to know it.

Me too.

Looks like Timothy Leary was right. The fastest way to happiness is.

Tune in. (to yourself)
Turn on. (your talents)
Drop out. (of everything that does not bring you joy)

Now where I did I leave the brown acid?