Who knew Salad Bowls Had So Many Uses?
O.k., I take my precious 12 year old daughters to their weekly dance class. At the end of the class when all of the darling girls are showing the mom’s their new dance’s for the recital, in walks an old male dancer.
Now, I have nothing against male dancers, I vote equal opportunity in all things. It’s what he was wearing that disturbed me and even now might send me into therapy.
His black pantyhose were so tight from the back, it looked like he had gone down a water slide going 100 miles an hour… and something got lost. And DANG! when he turned around I thought he was going to knock something over, like a chair or small child. I mean, come on! I know male dancers need protection, but this literally looked like a salad bowl covering his manhood.
The mom’s were trying to stay focused and stare at the wall or the nice doornob, but like a moth drawn to light, you can’t help but look, as disturbing as it was.
When we got in the car, the girls didn’t say a word but had a smirk they couldn’t take off. When I said, ”Mr. Tightpants?” they burst out in gut laughs. Words like, “gross!” “I mean come on!” and “barf” were all spoken.
Advice to Old Male Dancers Everywhere
It’s just wrong. Unless, for some freakish reason there are low flying baseballs or falling cows in the studio, please wear a pair of sweats. We have enough things out there that we are protecting our children from.
O.k., I will step off my soapbox now.
just a thought… Jeanee
Those people that weren’t able to attend my show in Feb. asked if they could see pictures of it. I thought this would be an easy way for those interested to check it out.
Thank You
I wanted to say thank you to those that were able to attend. I know it was an effort for you and I appreciate the sacrifice you made to make it, it meant the world to me.
My mother, (who would rather have a root canal performed without novacaine, than get on an airplane,) flew out to Florida from Washington state. Thanks Momma and crew.
Opening Night
February 2nd, 2009 was the opening night of my show at the King Center for the Performing Arts in Melbourne Fl. It was up for the month of February. A beautiful venue for a show!
These pictures were taken by my friends Lisa Carr and George Stedronski. Thanks guys!!
This is the sign and table set up in the Harris Art Gallery.
Family xoxo
Here are a few pictures of my family. Left-Aunt Dixie, cousin Shelly, husband Scott, Jeanee, twin daughters Cassie and Tori, Dad, brother Dave, Mom. That is a picture of my father praying behind us. It won a blue ribbon in the state FCCC competition.
Another shot of the family. That is a picture of my brother Dave and his son’s on the wall, between Dave and Dad.
The visitors arrive!
Friends Tabatha Spangler and Robyn DeKeyser, award winning ballerina. Also my twin dolls, Cassie and Tori.
Show opening, a faboo night.
Guest book.
More visitors.
Many thanks to the King Center’s Art Director, Michael Shelton who invited me to show, and to the King Center for the Performing Arts for having a venue so beautiful for artists to show their work. It was a magical night!!
Have a beautiful day! Jeanee
This is 6 month old Cade Culver. He was at the March of Dimes Beach Walk this Saturday in Cape Canaveral Fl. Love the dimpled chin!
March of Dimes
What an amazing day yesterday was.The local chapter of March of Dimes Division Director-Shanna Michel and Community Director-April Gentile invited me to share a booth with the mission family, the Ganiers. What an honor. Tim and Kally are proud parents of their darling baby Gavin who survived being a premie. Gavin was only 2 lbs 10 oz and had many medical problems. Through the March of Dimes his is alive and thriving today.
The weather was perfect. Local celebrities, DJ’s Mike and Mindy in the Morning from 99.3 were there. There were 1500 walkers that raised over $150,000. The Jazzercize girls warmed everyone up before the walk, and the mission family led the whole group of walkers on to the beach. When they returned, Publix had set up huge grills and were grilling hundreds of burgers and dogs.
There isn’t a better feeling on earth than being involved in a charity. I love babies and I love the March of Dimes! I met so many great families and charitable people and heard amazing survival stories. Shanna Michel and April Gentile did an awesome job organizing and pulling it all together. Looking forward to the Bikers for Babies Ride!!
If anyone would like to be a part of this heartfelt and true-blue charity in our area, email Shanna at smichel@marchofdimes.com or April Gentile at agentile@marchofdimes.com
“Every good act is charity. A man’s true wealth hereafter is the good that he does in this world to his fellows.”~ Moliere
This is truly the best medicine for everyone. Jeanee
Outside the Mission tent. Left- Shanna Michel, the Ganier family, April Gentile, and Jeanee being kicked by baby Gavin.
The March of Dimes mission family - Tim, Kally and Gavin Ganier .
Registration.
The Ganier family and DJ Mindy, of “Mike and Mindy in the Morning” 99.3 telling their story and leading all of the walkers on to the beach.
Returning from the beach and straight to the burgers. Thank you Publix for the great BBQ!
Wish it was aroma-vision!
Taking a break after the walk.
My adorable niece Grace and daughter Tori being attacked by a mother duck. Click to enlarge. Priceless.
Mother’s Love
In the picture above, Tori had reached down and picked up a cute little duckling. In the next moment this mother duck went absolutely ballistic and attacked her. Imagine, without pausing for a milli-second, this mother duck went after something so huge compared to her, not thinking of her own life, just her baby’s. Such is the beauty of a mother’s love.
Mother’s Day is in 2 weeks. I was just thinking of my fabulous mother with a smile on my face. I adore her. Her humor, her compassion, her depth, intelligence and her humanness.
Being a mother makes you appreciate your own mother so much more. What I love about my momma is her PASSION for her family and life. I have always known that she would gladly run in front of a bus to save one of her children. Without hesitation, she would donate a limb or an organ of her own if we needed one. She has shown her fierce love in so many ways over the years.
One time in high school my brother Greg had a wrestling match. We arrived late because of the snow on the roads. When we entered the meet, Greg was already on the mat wrestling. Unfortunately, he was on the bottom and screaming from the pain of his arm being torqued backwards. Before I knew it, with her coat still on, snow on her boots and purse hanging from her arm, she power walked onto the mat screaming “LET MY BOY GO!!” ”LET HIM GOOOO!!!!” I was beyond embarrassed, grabbed her coat and dragged her off the mat to the bottom bleacher. Now that’s motherly love, mother duck kind of love.
I guess it could have been worse. Bev Jones, a very large, deep voiced woman with a lazy eye (no one knew which eye to look at when you spoke to her), used to sit on the bleachers with her elbows resting on her legs, that were always ungracefully spread apart, and yell in a bellowing voice ” GRAB HIM BY THE BALLS CLARENCE!!!” I guess that’s also motherly love.
This is my angel on earth. This picture was taken at a photography show I did at the King Center for the Performing Arts that she was brave enough to fly out for. She is my best friend, mentor, shrink, and comforter. If I loved her any more I would burst. Happy Mothers Day momma.
If you are a mother, wrap your arms around yourself. If you have a mother, call her.
just a thought… Jeanee
Tomorrow will be 5 weeks. Five weeks since the day he called from the office and said he had just been laid off. Life as we know it will change.
I had this idea for quite some time to do a mosaic in our 6′ x 6′ entryway. I had made a red hot chile pepper plate and thought it couldn’t be much different than that, just on a larger scale. I had the supplies sitting for a few weeks just waiting to come to life.
I started this project in the first week of my husband being laid off. I pulled him into it, to help get his mind off of the pressure and stress. Together we worked to lay the thin-set, we laid the slate, we laid the grout. We worked together sometimes in silence, in our own thoughts and sometimes talking about the possibilities. I laid the glass while he cleaned the rest of the mess. A team. It took about 5 days to finish. It was the best therapy to help get us through the initial shock of the news.
Having a creative outlet and making something beautiful is so therapeutic and healing.
With this being my first one, this mosaic has many mistakes. You can mosaic on so many things; the back splash in the kitchen, planters, walls, picture frames, pretty much anything that has a hard surface. You should try it yourself! I have learned that many people don’t try new things because they say they don’t know how, or they have never done it before. Sometimes you gotta step outside the box and just go for it. I figured the worst that could happen is that I hate the mosaic and we just scrape it off!! Just try something new that you have been wanting to do.
So many people have asked how I did this. I will show some pictures of the process. There are classes you can take, books you can get or even go on line if you want to give it a try on your own.
This is a bad picture of the Italian glass I used. It is a beautiful variegated deep purple.
I used some buffed black river rock. In the future I wouldn’t use it again. I feel the size and texture took away from the patterned glass in the mosaic. You can also use broken china in different patterns and colors to match your glass.
This is the time consuming part of the project if you are using small pieces. I had cuts all over my fingers for days. This glass was a beautiful honey swirl color. I cut at night while the girls were sleeping. I did it in stages so it wasn’t too overwhelming.
Once you have the glass cut and supplies ready then you can really get into the fun part. Designing and laying it out. Here, we laid the slate and laid the circle pattern for the river rock. We just put the thin-set down in the circle and picked like sized rocks in a pattern to fill it.
Thank you Jasmine. It’s always nice to have help, even if it’s from your dog.
You can see it’s coming along, but still a LONG way to go.
I’m not having fun here. My back hurt, my knees hurt, my head hurt. I still had hundreds of purple triangles to lay. But, that step went much faster.
Here is the heart. You can see the beautiful colors in the glass. When the sun hits it, it’s awesome.
Here is the finished product. A little blood, sweat and a few tears.
In the midst of all of this we are counting our blessings and trying to see the blue sky through the clouds. If you have a job, you are blessed.
Thanks for checking in. Have a beautiful day.
just a thought… Jeanee
Welcome!
Thanks for taking time to check out my blog. I am calling it “just a thought…” I figured that would keep the options open to whatever I feel like writing about or whatever image I feel is entertaining, or new project I am working on. Hopefully it will be a “warm fuzzy” in your life that you can check in on often and get a smile, a chuckle or see a picture that will touch you in some way.
I don’t like talking about myself, but for those of you that don’t know me, you probably want to know a bit about the person behind the camera. I was born and raised in the beautiful state of Alaska. I have a darling set of parents that are right out of a sitcom, I adore them. I was born in the middle of four crazy, fabulous brothers; Ben, Dave, Greg and Kip… I LOVE those boys. As we say “we put the FUN in dysFUNctional”. I am married to an awesome man who is the complete opposite of me (he’s organized, self disciplined, he’s logical and see’s the world in black and white) somehow we make it work! We are blessed with our 12 year old identical twin daughters. We live in Merritt Island Florida.
Random stuff: I love art and I have my hands in many creative things; stained glass, pottery, sculpting, painting, designing, mosaics and I’m always looking forward to my next project, whatever it may be. I love to laugh, I love the color fuschia, love the sound of the ocean, my 12 year olds are more mature and smarter than me, love movie popcorn with milk duds, love doing things unplanned and spontaneous, love cookie dough more than baked cookies, love holding my dad’s hand, love the smell of a campfire, not a morning person, love the smell of rain, love bubble gum, love high heels, can’t stomach politics, I’m a hopeless romantic, love to watch t.v. wrapped in a quilt from mom, love the smell of coffee, know I am strong and fragile, love Italian food, believe in prayer, love the magic of a new friendship and treasures the old, I believe the glass is half full, love Yankee candles, I know that after giving birth to twins I can do anything…
Family means everything to me. With a photograph you are able to capture the feeling of love, adoration and memories on film forever.I think that is why I love photography so much. I am a self taught photographer. I never went to school for it, still have lots to learn, but when it comes to capturing a feeling, I can do that. My photography business started by someone seeing a photo on my wall and asking who took it, from there, I am here and loving it. Through my photography I have met wonderful people, have met new dear friends and consider myself very lucky to touch people with what I love to do.
Thanks for checking in. I hope you do often. Have a beautiful day. Jeanee
