My Purse, a reflection of my life and other stuff

Was looking at Maggie’s blog and she had the greatest photo. So I am reusing it; which sounds a lot better than stealing or plagiarizing her work. You can find the original at; but my version has been enhanced. The picture made me laugh. Thanks Mag’s. It looks you are doing well and it makes me happy to see you content. Josh’s visit was good for you.


Anyway life has been hectic; and we all have ways of relaxing. For me; it’s a pallete to pallet night at art beat on Main Street. Went with a friend to repaint a master. Cheap paints, so I couldn’t get a good green by mixing blue and yellow. Hence the very impressionistic version of this still life by cezanne. Lots of fun because a friend asked me to go. Normally I end up arranging most of the events. But even better, found that Bob has hung the picture while I was gone at work. That was nice, it made me feel wanted. Here’s my photo.


But Kate has a more interesting way of relaxing. She likes face masks. And as always, they are interesting to view.


One interesting aspect of life was that I had to replace my purse and wallet. It’s a common thing; these things do become worn out and yucky over time. But as I looked at the compilation of stuff; the realization that collection was an accurate representation of me at this moment in time. Lets start with the purse. Between too much overtime at work, a major presentation for the California Sculpture Academy, teaching a new class, Liz visiting, and general life; I’ve outgrown the regular purse and am now using a canvas shopping bag to hold my purse and stuff. Of course, the fact that the purse itself was broken did influence the use of a shopping bag which did lead to stashing more stuff into a single location.

Anyway, the contents of said bag were an eclectic collection of unique items. A list might be informative

  • A soldering iron — needed for class, it was easiest to shove it in my purse this morning
  • toothpaste, but no toothbrush — where did that new brush go? I just bought both last week before class
  • four books — one for programming the arduino, another on make electronics, a hard core science fictiion and a book of fantasy short stories
  • graph paper with a variety of notes and drawings
  • 2 hair brushes — no wonder I can’t find one in the morning
  • a mold test kit — so I can check the quality of air at work
  • various plastic bags for picking up dog droppings
  • a collection of wine corks — one of which talks about friendship shared over a bottle of wine
  • 3 pens — various colors
  • chapstick, lipstick, and cough drops – a must have for any woman’s purse
  • lots of change and a 1 dollar bill — always broke, finding a 20 dollar bill is like winning the lottery only better because it is real.
  • an IPOD with 130 gigs of music, stories, and other stuff. Over 10 centuries worth of music, everyone finds my IPOD an amazing trove of weird stuff.
  • a set of art tools and a key for the California Sculpture academy
  • a wallet containing way too many store cards and little else
  • No real money to be found in my purse, no make up other than an old lipstick, and no keys. But all the detritus from the passions in my life--family, learning, art, and reading. The IPOD was a gift from Bob. He got it; being unsure if I would like it. That is one of my most prized possessions -- the gift of music and stories. And also one of the most borrowed items; everyone wants to finish listening to something. I've been thinking about buying a spare ipod just in case apple stops producing them. I'm a lucky woman; I"ve got so many more riches than just money.

    And of course; we are going to need money for replacements over the next couple of months. It's bug season and Charlie is going crazy. That clock on the wall; it's a good place to leap towards; it might give him a place to hang from enroute to the bug. OOPS, ti went on the ground; well lets find another thing to use while hunting bugs. We are having to charlie proof -- it's worse than baby proofing because his leaping skills are both impressive and not very good. It's going to be a long couple of months until the mayflies stop hatching.


    Author: Heres to ART not Cockroaches

    Welcome to my life. My life as a mom is changing as the kids grow up, leave home, and build their own lives. This gives me a chance to rebuild myself as an artist, develop a spiritual path, and most fun of all, start going out on dates with my husband. Come here the stories about the small things in life that can make one very happy. Dogs running on a beach, great breakfast dates, kids and their adventures, and my own adventures in this wacky life. I'll share some of my progress in learning art while juggling a full time job as an engineer. And best of all, it's a chance for me to practice writing stories while keeping in touch with my kids. I look forward to hearing from you. Comments, thoughts, and invitations to meet for coffee are all welcomed. Enjoy the stories.

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