Thursday Odds and Ends

 Look at this strange cloud.  What do you see in it? 

My ex boss.  I used to work for a company called Red Tape Cutters.  It's no longer there.  Closed up around 9/11.  It was an amazing job.  We got car registrations for rich people and the major dealerships in New Jersey, visas, passports, and whatever else those with money didn't want to do themselves.  I remember back when I was in charge of getting visas for James Taylor and his band when they did their European tour.  Was running around to all the different consulates.  Sometimes, in those cases where it took time, an extra incentive such as his latest CD was offered for faster service.  It was a race against time, but I did it.  Other customers included Ralph Lauren (we took care of all the registrations for his antique car collection), boxer Julio Chavez, and Donald Trump, one of our most demanding....and cheapest...customers.  

This was my good bye party.  That's hubby next to me when he still had hair. Still had that clock until they rewired my apartment.  First the broke the hands off, and then the clock itself just disappeared.  I'm mad as heck because that clock meant something to me.

 My great great grandmother, Constance Mary.

 My precious little handmade crone.

My daughter and her husband.  Usually only my son from the Bronx and his girlfriend come for Thanksgiving dinner as all my other kids live so far away.  However, this year my son told me to get an extra large turkey as he had a surprise for me on Thanksgiving.  All I could get out of him was two extra people were coming.  I have a feeling it is these two.  I hope it is.  Would be the first Thanksgiving we spent together in 50 years.

 Some of the Christmas gifts I made. 

 My goodness, look how high my hair is.

Made this for my son.  The apartment next to his caught on fire several months ago, and he was homeless for a couple of months.  Had good apartment insurance though, and first they put them up in a hotel, and then an apartment that they could rent for $1 a month.  So, I thought the Phoenix was appropriate.  It, too, rose from the fire.