jay9

Hi, my name is jeannine.

I live in a blue house, blue enough that I feel a lingering presence of blue on my skin whenever I walk out of a door, like passing through a super fine mist of blue.
I live in/ share this blue house with my older sister because it makes good sense and I like her. (both my of my sisters are Amazing! I am so very fortunate.) There is also a cat. I like the cat though she is devious and rowdy; still, only slightly less devious and rowdy than the sister. I think I have a high tolerance and sturdy affection for troublesome things. Otherwise I am in my early 60s, non-smoker, never married, no children and I work a variety of odd, small, and ever changing jobs.

I have been a postcrossing member for years and value that exchange/experience very much. I think this might be another opportunity to have happy mail adventures.

Orange: orange is my happiest most favorite of all the colors. I think that's everything.

Well, No, I guess it isn't.

I have very kindly & courteously been told that my profile says nothing much specific, so

I am not fond of the color ocher.

I suspect I need a 12 step program for washi tape issue. ( Hmmmmm. cat food or more washi, see? No, the cat is neither abused nor neglected no matter what she may claim.)

I often plant flowers, but mostly I grow weeds. I like them both, flowers and weeds, but more than flowers I am aware of and attracted to leaves. The colors, the shapes and textures are endlessly interesting and yet serene.

I enjoy both coffee and tea and usually have 2 or 3 beverages scattered around at any time of the day. Her vet says the cat definitely cannot have coffee though she may have green tea if it's decaf. She has her own tea cup but prefers to drink from mine. I prefer cups with lids.

I am not particularly religous but I am not an atheist either.

I get very enthuastic about the things I find on my daily walk. I never know what I may come across. One of my best finds was/is part of a smashed plastic cup; it looks like a wing of some kind: Angel, butterfly, intergalactic insect, - don't know but it's beautiful. Finding odd scraps and tiny junk- metal, glass, plastic or wood things are a joy.
Having happy pockets when I get back to. home is often worth the grubbines and the need
for the cleaning of the found things.

I keep a book of quotes. Quotes I've read, heard or been sent. I've kept this book since i was in grade school. I look through it and it's like a journal, or calender, or maybe a guest book of visiting ideas and wisdom, or not... some of the quotes are just words -still fun though, and full of memories.

I have a shoe box of things like tea bag tags ( !Salada! ) And DMC floss bands, Cracker Jack jokes. Kinder egg toys and bubble gum machine prizes. When it gets too full I divide it up, keeping some of all types of trinkets for myself, then isend the. a packet of stuff to some unsuspecting family. person or friend whether they want it or not. Nope- Do not feel sorry for them. They do it to me with giant zuchinnis. (Porch bombing with overgrown vegetables seems to be a favored late summer pastime)

Without either confirming or denying having a definite hoarding compulsion, I do craft.
Okay so, as a kiddle, my mum taught me needlework and sewing. She sewed most of our clothes and believed that sewing was a good base for learning useful practical skills. I agree and am lucky she was such a good teacher. Sewing was my first craft. Embroidery, garment construction, needlepoint, darning ( yes for years I did actually darn socks, I still can but I don't anymore because really "why?" ) I did them with happiness. Then I took up quilting. Oh my goodness; I love fabric! The colors and the designs/patterning. Joy! - but also expensive per project. And quilting needs SPACE. It's a long term kind of deal. I got excited about new ideas and techniques and fabrics and started new projects before finishing existing projects and that was a miserable feeling when I looked at all my UFOs and bins of things still to do. So eventually, i cut mostly all the quilts down to smaller projects, tote bags and pillows, potholders....and I did actually finish them all. I decided that quilting was too much of an endurance hobby for me so I took up beading.

Oh I love the beads! The colors, the marvelous feel of glass, metal, stone or whatever in my hands. The light through a bowl of beads is mesmerizing and delucious! I thought that beading would mean smaller faster projects, right? Yes, but also no. They were smaller and occasionally faster but beading also is pretty high maintainance, and sneakily expensive. That's when I realized that i was taken up by both quilting and beadwork pretty much so I could play with colors and patterns and design. And that's when I began papercrafting in a primary way. Now I have All the lovely colors -all the patterns. Yum!
I do mostly papercrafting, mixed media, collage, origami, calligraphy, sketching, shibori.... paper things. I do also still happily get my hands and imagination busy with lots of other than paper crafting. Sewing/ needle arts, in a small scale, art dolls, acrylic clay, papermaking, watercolor, macrame/knotting, braiding. I think eventually or maybe basically all the kinds of crafting are so inter-related that it's tricky to say one thing is separate from all the others skills. It's easy to see how caligraphy and cake decorating are similar: rythym, proportion and consistency, the same skill(s), different application. So many things to learn more about, so many fun things to try.

Stuff, and then other stuff. Maybe it's hoarding. Truly, i am running out of space to work/play in. I do pack up boxes of stuff to share or send or donate, but there's still more stuff. It could be clutter, but maybe also be treasure! It's all that amazing potential. Impossible for me to decide.

I can't imagine my life with out reading. I read a lot. Almost always for fun.
I read mostly fiction, but occasionally non fiction too. I read most anything: novels, sci-fi/fantasy, mysteries, adventure, biographies, historical, thrillers, YA/childrens, Not so much the classics, I still have not managed to finish War and Peace. ( It more a personal goal than fun. I think if I just read a page or 2 a day I could finish it in this decade. Probably. maybe. -I suppose it could happen.)