bettymaepage

I told a friend that I'd make Banana muffins out of his left over bananas today. I'm one of the most undomestic people you could ever meet. I don't bake.
I can cook, I can bake, I just don't see where the enjoyment comes out of it.
Martha Stewart I am not.
You'll never catch me cross stiching (no patience for it) and I learned how to knit out of extreme boredom while visiting my ultra domestic mother. I think i managed to create a dish cloth. I am horribly allergic to anything resembling plant life, so creating the perfect garden sends chills down my spine. I rarely break the law (seriously, I don't even jaywalk. Although I have stolen a garden gnome....) And i have no clue about stocks.

Thankfully i did inherit the family artistic ability. While I didn't follow in my mothers weaving footsteps (shes amazing) or my fathers photography/ woodworking footsteps, or my uncle and grandfathers photography footsteps. I can make a mean modern masterpiece with clay. I haven't sculpted in forever No clue where the access is here in Kingston. There are plenty of old graves though, I really want to get into gravestone rubbings.

Wow, i started off talking about muffins (which turned out alright, they look kind of funny, but they taste alright and got all introspective about how I'm never going to be like Martha Stewart.

Time for my meds i guess..