Patti Gibbons Art

I braved it through the first part of my day out of sorts from lack of sleep, and the first day of my period which is ALWAYS a bear. Usually I have a day of a nagging headache before it, followed by 24+ hours of misery. Sometimes I embrace it, others I am just plain pissy about it all. Once I got home I quickly shifted gears. My friend Ken (a network chiropractor) did some amazing energy work on me, (that might account for my feeling better too!) then off to get ready for Halloween. Alanna arrived, we donned our costume, and went into the twilight to trick and treat for the first time. We only went to half a dozen houses in our neighborhood, followed by Ginas (the massage meister!)for snacks and a sip of wine. (And goodies for Alanna of course). Last stop === the hospital to see mommy. It was poignant when we came in view of the night lights of the hospital and Alanna yelled MOMMY'S HOUSE! How do you explain all of this to a 2 year old? No word on what is going on with her b...

I wanted to get into trouble tonite. My husband was working, I was fried from a long day. My day started out with my daughter calling to tell me that she might have internal bleeding, and they were doing what turned out to be 6 hours of testing. Still no answers. Then the baby sitter quit. Another huge problem. And I had to pick up the pieces from being gone from the classroom for 2 days last week. So, a hot sake or glass of wine is not too much for a girl to ask for, no? But alas, I could not find anyone to accompany me. My friend did go w/me to the costume store to buy something for us to wear to school tomorrow, and I got Alanna an adorable outfit. It has been 20 years since I took a 2 year old trick or treating. We had some giggles, especially when I put on a rasta wig w/ huge dreads. Then this strange lady come over and asked us if we were buying it - I said no, and she said something to the effect that she would charge us then for the entertainment if that is what we ...

Today was the first reminder of what is to come. A cold brisk wind whipped most of the leaves off the trees and the killing frost from last week has turned even my most hardy plants umber and brittle. Darkness is descending like a black velvet cape so early now. I shall have to sit under lamps soon as I shrivel like the plants in the winter, devoid of heat and light. This painting is of a sunset which I captured on my way home from work, along the Rondout Creek on Abeel Street. I, like Thomas Cole, opted out of depicting the railway in my painting. Perhaps some day I too will give in and give it placement in my work. But not now. The sky and the mountains are too glorious. I am off to take some hot chicken soup to Megan. She is still in the hospital. It has been hard running my life with a 2 year old in tow and a sick daughter besides, who at 22, still very much needs mommy. I am PMSing to boot and think it is about time that I get rid of my period. I mean, grandmothers are ...

I never got to post yesterday as I was a maniac after my last post. I had baby all morning and then later on had the show at my friend's house. We always had someone there shopping; it was not a huge financial success, but the company was great, I met new people, ate lovely cheeses, sipped wine, and then had an amazingly HUGE sushi party later that evening. The one blemish to the evening was the arrival of someone on my mailing list. Bardet's items are made in South Africa which she sells. The woman have their own business which supports them in an otherwise poverty stricken culture. So this guy comes in with the opening line of "I think all poverty is laziness, plain and simple" and then proceeded to make statements about "how long are we going to support and help THOSE PEOPLE and other comments as such". It started to get very nasty as the people who were there shopping were getting irate with his comments and he was not going to quit. My friend ha...

Tomorrow I am doing a small home sale with my friend Bardet. It has been crazy from the very start. I had the wrong day, so I had to work like mad to make some new things, then this morning I get a call at 6:30 am that my daughter is in the hospital. I now have the baby tonite and tomorrow. How am I going to pull THIS one off? Part of me says, FORGET IT, the other part of me says HAVE FAITH AND JUST DO IT. I went to see Megan this morning before I went to work as I was afraid that she might go into surgery without my telling her I was sorry about our little disagreement the other day and that I loved her. She looked all sad with a naso-gastro tube coming out of her nose. I went back again to see her tonite. She was the same only more so -just with a bit more morphine pumped into her. The doctors are going to do an endoscopy to see if they can see anything wrong. Her stomach apparently has closed up at the bottom and there is some sort of blockage not allowing her food to pass ...

I was not able to access my blog last night...slow servers or they were doing repairs. Then this morning my internet was down. To boot, my daughter is in the hospital with a possible blockage and may need surgery. So life is crazed right now and I will be back as soon as I can fix my computer or figure out what is wrong with it. patti

So I am sitting in my classroom during my lunch and decide to retrieve my emails. There is an email from my friend Bardet who is coming east in a few days. We had planned a house party, where she would sell her sacred jewelry and Be Sweet items, and I would sell my earrings and cards and whatever else I can pull together. BUT I thought it was next friday. It is this friday! I have to make cards, advertise, beg my boss to let me out an hour early (I get docked via personal or sick day........but I was planning to take 1/2 a day)cancel my therapy appointment, and somehow pull this all together. I know I work great under pressure, but this is CRAZY!!! I have gone BATTY. Must be the season. A short blog as I worked my 11 hours, then went out shopping for a bit as I desperately need pants for school, grabbed some sushi and then just got home. My eyes are crossing, I have so much to say, but I am off to rest! More to come---there alwasy is!. xxxpatti PS this card was sold but I love i...