All Things Sticky

The other day some sticky and unidentified substance formed on my dresser. I'm not entirely sure where it came from, but as far as I'm concerned, it may have just grown up out of no where. The main issue that I am concerned with is that it is sticky. I do not like sticky.
This does sound funny coming from an artest who frequently works with clay, but my clay is usually not sticky. It is not that I will refuse to take out trash or clean tables or even eat food with my hands because I will and do all of those things. My problem is anything sticky I get on my hands that is unintentional. Many people might feel this way, but I seem to have a particular issue with it. I am actually finicky about eating sticky foods with my hands, but for the most part I tolerate it, just so long as there are napkins near at hand. Do I sound crazy yet?
*sigh* ah well.I've only actually flipped out once when some excess sour cream dripped on to my hand from the taco I was eating. *shivers* For now I will worry about how staying awake all night is going to effect the rest of my week. Sweet dreams

Red With Black Spots

Every so often something catches my attention and lodges its self in my thoughts. I become fascinated by whatever it is and depending on what it is, I try to learn more about it. I seem to go through quite a lot of fascinations, but I never entirely let go of the old ones. Most recently I have developed a new appreciation for the cello. The problem is that I have not yet been able to find one to try my hand at, and buying one isn't any easier because of how expensive instruments are.
The Latest fascination is actually not a completely new one, but an old one that has been sparked because of something i read recently. lady beetles
I remember when I was about in the third grade I made a picture of a ladybug out of construction paper and asked my teacher if I could go teach one of the younger classes about ladybugs. I guess then that they have been a fascination to me for awhile. I've always thought them friendly and cheery looking with their black and red and I've even considered finding a bunch of little pins or buttons in ladybug shape and sticking them to a t-shirt or something. I did that once with frogs, but my mother borrowed that shirt and I've never seen it again. I think perhaps I'll make some sort of Ladybug necklace or maybe a pair of earrings. That should perhaps satisfy my fascination and the next time I think "hmm, ladybugs" I'll have the necklace to wear.
P.S. remember that post all about red? Some people consider ladybugs lucky and some use them to help in their gardens. :D bye for now and let me know if you have any fun ladybug stories.