Tongue in Cheek

Have you ever read the blog, Tongue in Cheek?

The author is Corey Armaro, a beautiful soul I met at the Spellbound event in California last week.  Her story captured me.

Since returning home I have been checking her blog consistently to read more. Interesting enough, she writes about when her father had become very ill and dealing with the sadness of his sickness and his death...that is where I am today. We brought my Dad  home from the hospital this time after a four week stay. He is requiring round the clock care. Finding help, trusting, good, reliable help in your home is not an easy thing to do. I still worry about things such as...will Dad like them, is he ok with me hiring these people...when all along...he is in no position to make the decisions. I must do that.  Life seems to be bringing me close to so many that have been there with a parent.  We share our stories, our heartbreak, the stress and the tears. Its a very hard thing to do, watching a parent dying. So as I read Corey's blog tonight, it touched my heart. My heart to keep blogging, expressing my feelings regardless of how I feel about my lack of skills in writing.

Spellbound Continued

I could go on for days about Spellbound...I was organizing my pics tonight and here are some more thoughts on the event. Spell.bound (spel-bound) adjective: a feeling of being enchanted, fascinated...
The location was perfect, located at the beautiful and historic Langham Huntington Hotel in Pasadena, California. My pictures don't do it justice...

It was a special treat for myself, getting away to such a majestic place with creative friends. What good memories I have...here is some intricate cutting

Debrina Pratt's La Petite Ballet was so much fun. I had bought some of her work in the past and enjoyed the opportunity to meet this quiet & sweet gal that was a pure delight to be with.  I actually took another class from her called Little Blessings Shrine. Isn't this adorable?

I enjoyed opportunities to learn more techniques in soldering jewelry, in Kristen Robinson & JoAnn Pierotti's classes.  I talked about Kristen in an earlier post, and I must add that JoAnn is such a great teacher and taught me not to be afraid to try it and practice to get better. Create my own style. I added a great pic that I borrowed from JoAnn's blog, this is our class and we all encouraged each other with our baby steps in learning. It was full of laughter and a few burned fingers. 

Its late and I'll probably post one more time about my Spellbound Event. Got some great photos of the Hollywood Bowl Flea Market. 

Ice Resin Junky

Just over a year ago, I took an online class with Kristen Robinson, one of the most accomplished artist in the ice resin industry. Her class was easy to understand and I got the full concept  of how to mix and use ice resin. Crazy as it may sound...my cat got sick a couple days after I poured the resin and died 3 days later. I emailed Kristen in my panic state, and she assured me that she felt it wasn't the resin product. Regardless, I was in grief and couldn't go on with the rest of the class.

When I found out that Kristen was a teacher at the Guilded Life, I knew it was the perfect opportunity to meet her in person and learn from the best.  Words cannot express what a beautiful person she is. Her teaching skills show her generous heart and willingness to share her talent.  She is a sweetie. Hopefully, one day I will go and take another class from her.

I can honestly say...I think I am a ice resin junky.  I ready to make more jewelry with the resin.

Spellbound

Been away the past few days to an art escape in Pasadena, California....better known to my artsy friends as "Spellbound". Renewing old friendship, making new friendship,


It's been such a wonderful experience.


learning & creating,



shopping,



& a lush hotel to experience this event. More later on this event.


Thank you my love, for encouraging me to take this journey. I love you more than words can say.


And then on a more somber note, those of you that have been following me know that when I left, my Dad was in the hospital. I have this deep burning feeling that he has waited on my return, to take him home. I feel this need to be there for him.


More later my friends....Shalom, Teresa

Post of Joy...Post of Sorrow

So many good things are happening in my life, while at the same time my Dad is slowly sinking away. Sometimes, I feel I need to put my life on hold for him, while at other times I know I must live my life. A big trip for me is just around the corner. And the Dr. tells me today...that my Dad may not come home from the hospital. And if he does...we will bring in Hospice for his short days ahead.  So, I will give him my love everyday and know that is all that I can do. And I ask, please Daddy...don't go while I am gone. And please wait  till I return home. It makes me sad to think of going away in his few short days left on this earth, I fully knowing, that any day could be his last day.