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Meetup crazy.

I learned so much at WordCamp that I decided finding a WordPress meetup group was only the next logical step to continuing my WordPress fun. So I found one, and then another, and signed up for both.  Then I realized there was probably a meetup for women motorcycle riders, and sure enough, I found one.  Of course I continued to find other groups with my other interests.

At some point, I became curious about this website called Meetup which was helping me find people with the same interests as me. I scrolled all the way to the bottom and saw the  “We’re Hiring” link.  I clicked on it and found a HI-larious post on the differences between working at Google and at Meetup.  You should read it for yourself.

And if you’re in NYC looking for a job, consider Meetup as a place to work. They seem pretty cool.

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Hello World, it’s been a while.

It’s hard to imagine that a full year ten months has elapsed since I last wrote on my blog.  Of course, it didn’t help that my blog died about six months ago, no doubt due to the lack of attention I gave to the outdated WordPress installation I was running.

Regardless, I’ve powered through this past weekend to bring the resurrected Creative Path Studio up and running again.

This is just a quick post to say, Hello World!

Please feel free to say hello back!

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When it rains…

…need I complete this sentence?

Jon is in NY with his mom because his sister is ill with cancer. His mom’s husband is in the hospital recovering from a quadruple bypass. Our good friends down the road just returned from the hospital with their one-year old who is still trying to get over a bout of pneumonia. Jenny’s dog continues to wear the cone because her tummy is stapled with stitches. Our roof is still leaking from all the rain that has fallen these past few days (yes, it is also literally pouring).

And the storm for me came when I took Siwa to the vet for a routine dental. They discovered two large golf-ball sized masses in her mouth that was responsible for her drooling and recent foul breath (hence the impetus to get her teeth cleaned). The vet thinks it’s melanoma. She won’t know for certain ’til next week. I fear and am expecting that her diagnosis is right – what else can explain the sudden foul breath, especially since the vet saw Siwa in December for her routine checkup and shots, and she was given a clean bill of health?

Siwa will be 12 on Valentine’s Day. I fully expect her to live for a while longer. I hope I am not disappointed.

Expect to see more drawings of the sweetest creature I have ever known:

Siwa sleeping

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Lessons from my dog: growing old with grace

I don’t often write about my pets, though my site is full of their pictures. But lately, I’ve felt compelled to write about Siwa, who will be 12 years old in February (update: she is actually older than I thought considering I gave her birthday as the date I adopted her ~ she was 2 months old at the time so her actual birth month is December). She is a very special dog, one who has been with me through a number of life’s pages. Heck, she was with me through every significant relationship I’ve had with the exception of the first. She has been my constant companion since my early 20s, making the trek with me from New Mexico, where she was born and bred.

Siwa in Tahoe 12/2008

She has been an avid hiker, like me, since she was a pup. When I arrived in the Bay Area, she was diagnosed with severe arthritis in her elbows. She was four at the time. It didn’t seem to stop her. She would chase cows, squirrels, cats. We ran through the trails of Redwood Park in the Oakland hills. She would always be along exploring the parks of the East Bay with me, just as we had done through the trails of the Sangre de Cristo mountains in New Mexico.

Two weekends ago marked a significant time in both our lives: I started giving her a separate walk on the trails because she is no longer able to keep up on our regular hikes with Sammy, our 4-1/2 year old Border Collie. It takes her about an hour to walk less than a mile.

We spent the New Year’s weekend playing in the snow up in Tahoe. Siwa had to stay behind for the snowshoeing trip, which made me really sad. But after she and I took a walk down the snow-filled road, she looked at me with her big brown eyes as if to say, “It’s ok. I’ve had my fun. I know my limits and I’m good with it.”

It’s really hard to see her slowing down so quickly in the last six months. But every step she takes, she does so with her tail wagging. She moves at her own pace, confident that she will get to where she needs to go in her own time. She is secure in herself, sometimes to the point of being aloof. (She is more like cat than dog in that way.) She is incredibly patient, though she does not hesitate to warn other dogs when they have crossed the line. She will defend herself but she rarely starts the fight. (That would be Sammy!) She is very forgiving, and is quite content to just enjoy her life.

*Sigh* I want to grow old gracefully like her. *Sigh*

Tired Siwa

This photo was taken after we hiked a good 3-4 hours in the mountains above Kangaroo Lake in Northen California this past summer. We crossed the Pacific Crest Trail at one point. She plopped on her bed upon our return to the campsite. Jon, Sammy, and I decided to take a dip at the lake, to which Siwa said, "I'm not moving from this spot!" Not bad for an old gal!

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Comprehensive Online Portfolio

I’ve spent part of my break putting together a comprehensive online portfolio that includes images of recent artwork. The portfolio can be viewed here and can be accessed from the portfolio area of my website. Check it out when you get a chance!

Online portfolio

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