The Re-Freeze - January 30, 2026

Yesterday, the high temperature pushed 50 degrees.  This morning (and for the rest of the week), it's well below freezing.  What melted yesterday re-froze last night.  We still have several inches of snow on the ground.  It will be early next week before this stuff disappears.

Son #2 and his family braved the ice and drove to Atlanta so that Granddaughter #3 could participate in a gymnastics competition.  With bad road conditions all over the south, I am surprised the competition wasn't cancelled.  In any case, the kids have gone and have left Roscoe (aka Shithead) home alone.  (The other grandmother has the other three dogs.)  They were going to take Roscoe with them, but he acted a fool in the car, and they turned around and brought him home and asked us to tend to him until they return home Saturday.  The Husband took Roscoe duty Thursday night and yesterday.  Today it's my turn.  I crunched through the snow at 7 this morning to let him out to do his business and stretch his limbs.  When he finally agreed to come inside, I shut all the bedroom doors and left him in the living room.  I'll have to go let him out again in a few hours.  If he has acted a fool in the interim, I will put his ass back in the kennel.  If he will go.  A dog that big you don't MAKE do anything.  

Yesterday was a good day in the craft room.  I ran several UV resin experiments that turned out promising, made three or four pendants that turned out so-so, and learned to make chains for pendants and earrings.  Making chains is, for me, a slow and tedious process, and it uses a lot of wire per inch of chain.  I may tat or macrame hangers for the pendants.

Last night, I discovered resin boogers in my nose.  I have not faithfully worn a mask and gloves when working with resin.  A couple of my fingertips are kind of crusty with resin, but I am pretty sure I never stuck them in my nose while the resin was wet.  Those resin boogers must have formed from inhalation.  However they got there, they pulled out all my nose hair when I pried them out.  I'll be more careful about remembering the mask from now on.

Snowmageddon 2026 - January 27, 2026

Snowmageddon arrived some time after I went to bed Friday night but before I got up Saturday morning at dawn.  Sleet that changed to snow (some of the biggest flakes I've ever seen) then changed to sleet again.  It all froze together in one thick layer than you can walk on without breaking the crust.  Four days later, the main roads are passable, but our country road is still a frozen sheet.  Today, Tuesday, it is sunny and almost 31 degrees.  Water is dripping off our roof.  Whatever thaws today will freeze tonight and stay frozen until early next week.  It's a good thing the craft room is well stocked.

Birds have been finding their way onto the porch.  I opened the screen door and shushed one out yesterday.  Another one was on the porch this morning.  I keep the bird food for the feeder in a plastic bin inside a garbage bag (to catch the spillage) on the back porch.  When I came out, the bird was IN the garbage bag, eating the spillage.  I eased inside and told The Husband, "Put your coat on and come out to the porch; there's a bird IN the feed sack."  (He will catch them with his hand; I won't.)   It didn't work.  The bird heard us coming and flew up to the rafters.  There's a tunnel up there, just below the rafters, where a bird can run three quarters of the way around the porch without ever showing a feather.  I opened the door, and we knocked on the tunnel with a broom, but he wouldn't come out except to fly from one screen to another before going back into the tunnel.  We gave up chasing him when our hands froze.  I hated to leave the door open so that more could come in, so I watched through the kitchen door until the bird finally found his way out.  

I have been trying to make jewelry this week.  Not having great luck.  I'm casting resin cabochons in various shapes and wrapping them with wire.  Only a few have turned out to suit me, but my skills are slowly improving.  Maybe there's hope.

 

Waiting on the Blizzard - January 23, 2026

The bad weather is expected to arrive here around 8 p.m. tonight.  Rain/sleet/snow, most likely.  For the next few days, the roads will be like skating rinks.  My fingers are crossed that this won't be a storm that ices the limbs and power lines and causes power outages.  

We are as prepared as we can be, I reckon.  Yesterday, I made enough soup to last a few days.  The Husband's propane heater has arrived.  Last night, he came home with six 5-gallon water jugs.  (We're going to need a bigger shed to store all this sh*t when this is over.)  Son #2 came over yesterday, gathered up our gas cans, and filled them at the convenience store up the road.  When he brought them back, he tinkered with the generator and had it running in nothing flat.  Let's cross our fingers that we won't have to use it.  It is so freaking loud.  Son #2 and The Husband say that we can use the truck to power the house.  There's a special outlet where we used to charge the camper that will hook to the truck.  #2 started to tell me how it works - "You've got A and B, and when B is open -." 

I just held up my hand and shook my head.  Don't.  Just don't.  I hope it is something I never need to know.

Whether we lose power or not, I foresee him and The Husband plugging the truck in to the house at some point this weekend.  I intend to be at the opposite end of the house when it happens.

If they can't devise enough power to charge up my laptop, I will go apeshit.  

This morning, I have been pouring resin into jewelry pendant molds, trying to learn what colorants work, and how they act when mixed.  If anything turns out nice, I will try to wrap it with wire to turn it into a pendant.  

Someone or something is forever screwing up my plans.

This time, it's the weather.

Yesterday was supposed to be a no-shoes, no-bra day.  It was chilly and raining, and I planned to stay home, warm and cozy in my jammies, and craft from dawn until bedtime.  

Mid-morning, I looked outside and noticed that the garbage truck had been by.  The garbage can lid was open, the can filling up with rain at the end of the driveway.  I put on The Husband's shoes and clomped out to the road in the rain to close the lid and bring the can to the back yard.  While doing this, I noticed that Nanny's garbage can was also open at the end of her driveway.  She's been feeling poorly and did not need to be out in the cold rain dealing with the garbage can.  I came inside, put on some clothes (but skipped the bra), and went back out to deal with Nanny's can.  This required tying the can to my car so that I could drag it down the long driveway.  I was soaked by the time I got back home.  Changed clothes again.  Went back to crafting.  

An hour later, The Husband called, wondering if I planned to go to the dollar store.  He said we needed two bottles of propane.  He said he'd stop on the way home if I wasn't going out.

Propane?  As far as I knew, the only propane-fueled object we own was a patio heater, and the last time I tried it, it would not light.  "What do we have that works that even uses propane?"

He said he'd ordered a propane heater in preparation for the predicted Snowmageddon arriving this weekend.

I hated to make him stop after work, so I went to get the propane, in the rain, hiding my bra-lessness with my coat.  

With that done, and leftovers for dinner in the refrigerator, I anticipated that the rest of the day would be uninterrupted craft time.  It was not to be.

As soon as The Husband got home, he changed clothes and said that he was going to get some stuff (for the blizzard) out of the shed.  The generator.  The propane stove.  I knew that stuff was buried behind layers of other stuff, so I put on some shoes and went out to help.  We dragged all that stuff to the back porch in the rain.

Pray that the power won't go out and we won't have to use those things, or the propane heater.  The generator probably hasn't been cranked in two years.  The Coleman stove is an artifact from our tent-camping days, 30 years ago.  I'm surprised the lid hasn't rusted shut.  If either of those things works, it'll be a miracle.  And I am nowhere near comfortable with running a propane heater in the house.  

While I'm hoping that the coming weather won't knock out our power, I'm going out this morning to prepare.  We're running low on toilet paper, and I need ingredients for soup and/or chili that will last us a few days.  

I didn't accomplish much in the crafting department yesterday.  My plan was to make a bracelet I'd seen on YouTube. Making it involved twisting wires to a length of 7.5", then folding the excess down the sides to frame the twisted section.  Although I'd followed the instructions, both in the gauge of the wire and the length of the wire, there wasn't enough excess to fold completely down the sides.  I tried to "engineer" it and made a mess of it. 

Hoping to salvage some of the work, I decided to cut the twisted wire section in half and make rings out of them.  Made a mess of the rings, too.  

I'm going to try again when I get home from the grocery store.

Bad Weather Ahead - January 21, 2026

The weatherman says some nasty stuff is on the way.  Rain south of us.  Snow north of us.  We, being in the middle, will be getting a little of everything.  And it's supposed to get really cold.  I dread it.  Good thing I've got enough craft supplies to get through it.  ;)

It's been a week or so since I've posted.  Been busy crafting and doing other things.  

This past Saturday, we did an impromptu "junkin' trip" with the Sister-in-Law and Brother-in-Law.  All we bought was a framed poster to go with one we already had, a bag of popcorn kernels, and a jar of caramel seasoning to shake on the popcorn as it is popping.  I haven't popped popcorn in a pan on the stove since microwave popcorn came out.  It was a disaster.  For starters, the vegetable oil that I used had gone rancid and I did not realize it until the process was underway.  On top of that, the caramel seasoning was mostly sugar, and it scorched right away.  We couldn't eat the popcorn, and it was so nasty that I wouldn't even throw it out for the birds.  

Sunday was the Little Rotten Baby's birthday.  She and her family were out of town, attending a gymnastics competition in which Granddaughter #3 was performing.  When the LRB found out her parents weren't planning a birthday party, she was upset.  Her mom texted us that there would be a party, after all, once they got home on Monday.  I hurried to the store to buy a cake and some party food.  At the end of the day, the LRB was happy.

Yesterday morning, I drove Nanny to the doctor for a routine test.  She talked my ear off, going and coming.  She would ask a question and then not give me an opportunity to answer.  It was a long morning.  ;)

When I got home, I ate a sandwich, did some household chores, and then sat down to play with beads, wire, and UV resin.  My immediate goal is to make some resin beads lovely enough to be used in jewelry.  This morning, I made a few that might work.  Now, if I can only set them in wire and come up with something a person might actually want to wear.  

I'm having issues coloring the resin.  What to use?  I've tried mica powder, and it is lovely, but I want some non-sparkly things and can't find the right additive that will cure properly.  

I bought two bottles of resin, one to practice with, and one for "real" items.  It looks like I might have to break out the spare bottle for more practice.

Resin Shapes - January 13, 2026

Monday's resin experiment was a little short of successful.  ;)

The top left wing has a little bit of "run-off" on the corner, but it's thin enough that it could be trimmed off with scissors.  Otherwise, the wings kinda rock.  The body?  Not so much.  The black resin (which I made with clear resin and black alcohol ink) did not want to fully cure.  I was able to lift him off the silicone tape intact, using a pallet knife, but if I had tried to peel the whole dragonfly off without supporting the wings, they would probably have fallen off.

This morning, the dragonfly is propped up on the back porch rail, facing the sun.  It's sunny and cool right now, high 40s, supposed to be in the 50s later today.  The cool temps may slow down the curing.  I'm going to leave him there until either he cures or the sun goes down.  Might put him out again tomorrow, if necessary.  

If the home-made black resin just won't cure, I may try another recipe or order some factory black resin.  If this dragonfly body never cures, I shall snatch off his wings (if possible) and make another body. 

It's really too cold to be on the back porch this morning, but I'm out here, anyway, in the big fuzzy robe I got for Christmas (I feel like Fozzy Bear when I wear it), with a cup of coffee rapidly chilling on the table.  I spent the weekend in the house, setting up a work area in the sewing room for wire and resin crafts, and I just need a little fresh air and sunshine.

My wire jewelry-making skills are slowly improving.  Two of The Granddaughters came over here Saturday night and raided the bowl into which I was tossing rings as I finished them.  None of the rings were worthy of retail sale, but the girls thought they were magnificent.  

The Granddaughters (#1 and #3) also went home with the four pastel pencil portraits I did a few months ago.  Those pictures have been piled up in the sewing room, under various stacks of sketchbooks and fabric, awaiting final tweaks that I will probably never make.  I figured it was best to get them out of here before they get ruined.  [It just occurred to me (this instant) that I never sprayed any fixative on them.  Must remedy that soon.]   I told The Granddaughters to tell their daddy to make frames for them.

This morning I have been playing with UV resin, trying to create 3-D-ish flowers and bugs that can be set into bezels and such.  I am mixing clear resin with various colorants (mica, alcohol ink, watercolor paint) to see what works and blobbing it on silicone tape, hoping I can gradually build up the shapes and peel them off the tape.  I'm not having much luck stirring up black resin that will cure hard.  My little UV lamp only works up to 60 seconds at a time, so I'm having to babysit the resin to cure it.  If I get the hang of this, I'll want a better lamp.