New beaded Doll

This my latest beaded doll. My peyote stitch around the face is not great but as it was my first try, hopefully next time, it will be better. Now I am busy planning my next one and I think I will also give making a cloth doll a try.

Well, over the last couple of days, I have spent way too much time on this new blog, trying to figure out all the configurations (still wandering in the dark but getting there) and my updating my website. I must admit I do wonder why I do the website as (1) I am not very consistant with my artwork and (2) most importantly, I don't have a clue how the promote the dam thing. You will find it under my name on Google and Yahoo but apart from that zilch. I have tried the meta tag approach but really unless someone knows me, it really is pointless project. Still it keeps me occupied for a few days very other month or so.

Yesterday, I send off my resume to the Blanton Museum in the hope I might get some volunteer work which in turn might help out in the serious job searching once we get back from France in July. Also I realise I need to get out of the this house. It is now Feb 9th, so 40 days into 2006 and apart from my family, I have briefly spoken to 3 friends and that was at Lesley and Niall's farwell (didn't even get to talk to Lesley), 3 weeks ago. Even then, because it was so crowded, most of the time, I spoke to Gordon. I have tried to make friends over here but everyone is so busy, you have to make an appointment to see anyone, kinda of takes the fun out of friendship a bit. Having a bit of phone phobia, I tend not to call because I am worried I am disturbing people.

Use to be that when the kids were young, we would move to new place and I would find friends via the parent network. However, when we moved over here, none of the kids took to the swimming club, swim team or any other activity for that matter. All of them were too old for Mum to tag along, so here I am, in a huge house and the room I frequent most is the office, seeking friendship via electronics, or least some human contact.

When we first move over, I wasn't overly concerned, as we were here on assignment for 14 months but then it got extended to 2 and then permanently. At that point, as I didn't have a work permit, I thought I would try volunteer work but big hurdle, anything that involve person to person contact, needed a social security number. As I didn't have work permit, I didn't have a SS number. So I gave up!

So there you have, I am lonely and bored to death, most of the time but fortunately, I am not unhappy. Actually the less I see people, the most I dread meeting them because I really don't have anything to say, other than to say, Oh spend the day, washing, ironing(if I can be bothered and there something on TV), writing my blog, cleaning (because I have to!), sometimes paint, watch tv and in general vegetate. Sometimes I even walk the dog and go shopping on my own. Such a stimulating life, NOT!!

Now I need to go and write a letter and see if I can sue a college. I did an Art therapy diploma (equivalent to a masters over here) in the mid 90's in Edinburgh. No demand for art therapy in Scotland but definitely useful over here,if I could get a transcript to get it verified. Been trying for last 3 yrs without success, appears they have lost all the records from that time. Excuse being the school merged with another college. So did the place where I did my degree but it only took 2 weeks to get a transcript from them. So no transcipt, no verification, no working as a therapist in USA (good pay $100 per hour), so it appears I have no option than to sue for costs involved (fees a couple of thousands pounds, child care for 2 yrs, transport cost to go to placements). Can but try.