Sunday, January 23, 2011

Valentines Day Angel with advice to sustain a good marriage...

Arnette has an advice column in the Baggaraggs Gazette. She frequently answers questions about sustaining a healthy marriage, and maintaining Romance. She suggests that you store up a bank of memories of loving embraces, tender looks and sweet words from your spouse that you may refer back to when there are Moments of what we like to call "Friction or Peevishness," that sometimes occur in the connubial relationship. This may prevent a costly divorce or worse, criminal charges and a lengthy jail term.

Arnette is about 7 inches tall. She is made of muslin and comes with an envelope that has been collaged upon and has a gromet set for handy hanging upon the wall. (The envelope, not the spouse)

Sunday, January 16, 2011


Ok, so I am hearing a noise that sounds like running water in the bathroom, but Everything is turned off. I am writing this passage in small text in hopes to minimize the BILL that I am sure will be staggeringly Large. So Last night I get home from the hospital to towels, yes my GOOD ones, lying in a sopping mess on the bathroom floor with MY husband looking more agitated than normal. Something is leaking, and welling up in the floor. Well, isn't that just GRAnd? So at midnight, we are rocketing around the house, outside with a flashlight, looking for the water valve to shut off the water hurry up it won't turn oh get a screw driver can't get it to turn, that's the wrong valve you've shut off the pool, ok that's the right one. WHEW!!!!!
Ok, so today, the plumber comes and I guess we have a slab leak and the house has to be re-plumbed.
I guess no one told the household gremlins that seem to be so intent on having the place crumble, that we are starting a new year and that NOW, everything is supposed to be just PEACHY!!!!
So far this year, I have not spent any time at all in the studio except to try to organize it. I am doubtful about using my regular vacuum in there for the floor, because I think the first swipe will surely clog up the bag and I think I will have to use the SHOP VAC.
Well, that's it for me. I hope all is well with you guys. may we be free from suffering, happy and peaceful. RObin of baggaraggs.

Saturday, January 8, 2011


It is a dream of course. I am laying at the bottom of the sea, gently caressed by the frondy fingers of the seaweed. It is warm here and I do not have to trouble myself with breathing. I look up and see the vibrant bands of blue-green light from above, illuminating the lazy descent of a large Fish who seems to be headed my way. he looks like a whimsical torpedo and carries a corked glass vial about his neck.
He comes to me and nudges a scroll of paper into my hand, and with a fin waves a pen for writing. He nods his head in encouragement as I write my message. It is finished and corked inside the vial for delivery.
I wave goodbye with a mermaid's tail that I have sprouted somehow. I watch as the fish ascends to the surface and uncorks my message from the tiny vial. Upon the waters he pours out my message of hope. "Let there be peace on Earth."