Judy and I celebrated her birthday with a session at Painting with a Twist in College Station, Texas. Thanks to instructors Kelly and McCall, our latest masterpieces, Cherry Blossoms, are ready to add to our collection.
Just imagine what we could do if we owned a Subaru Outback. Judy’s previous vehicle was a Subaru and I’ve ridden in one, so maybe that counts?
Cherry Blossom Masterpieces
Drink water. Drink more water. Drink lots of water. I try. You try. We all try.
Even though I like water, sometimes I still have trouble drinking enough. I will put the glass of water on the counter and not notice it again until it’s time to wash dishes. I resorted to buying different containers, trying to trick myself into catching my own attention. I will set the current container on the kitchen island, hoping that I’ll see it as I walk by and remember to take a sip.
This works, mostly, as long as I remember to fill it with water in the first place. There’s always a catch, isn’t there?
Which one makes water taste better?
A white feather left behind
Our Internet service provider experienced “some difficulties” sometime Monday night when there were storms in the area and we’ve been without Internet access. We now have a temporary workaround, thanks to hubby, but the downtime threw me off my posting schedule. I don’t have a white flag to indicate our surrender to the delicacy of our Internet connection, so here is a white feather instead.
I shop at all the “fine” fashion houses of south Austin: Costco, Sam’s Club, Academy Sports + Outdoors, Cabela’s, Bass Pro Shops. (The last two are actually south of south Austin: Buda and San Antonio, respectively.) Recently I branched out and while on a day-trip, bought a clothing article from the Wildseed Farms in Fredericksburg, Texas. Just one wild and crazy fashionista, eh?
The days of schlepping through the mall, store after store, for an entire day are long gone. I can’t even remember them, they are so long gone. Convenience is the main consideration when it comes to clothes shopping, now. I’d buy shirts from my local grocery store, HEB, but they never have anything in my size. (Fortunately for me, probably.)
Imagine my surprise when I discovered a dress I used to own was in the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York! Turns out my dress was designed by Yves Saint Laurent for the fall/winter collection of 1965-1966.
Yves Saint Laurent dress at the Metropolitan Museum of Art
I came across “my” dress on the museum’s Artwork of the Day selection and recognized it immediately. I can still remember seeing the dress in the store all those years ago. But really, a designer dress in my closet?
No. Not then, not now, and shall I say, not ever. I have nothing against designer clothes, of course, except for the prices.
I also vaguely remember the time frame when I bought the dress: 1970 or 1971. As the dress was designed in 1965, it seems to have taken a few years for knockoffs to make it to my neighborhood store in El Paso. This dress may be the only proof that I was ever fashionable, even though by the time I wore it, I was fashionably late.
You can do anything, but you can’t do everything. ~ David Allen
I updated my to-do list and separated the items into “one and done” and “on-going.”
Quilting cruise to Alaska? One and done. Watercolor painting? On-going. Visit Montreal, Quebec, Canada? One and done. Knot tying? On-going.
The list continues. Looking at it, it appears I think I’m going to live a couple of centuries. At the end of the summer, I’ll revisit my list and remove a few items, culling it down to a number I think I can manage to take care of in only 127 years (or so).
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