Monday, June 30, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Monday Rebecca drove Rusty and me around the State Fair of Texas in a golf cart so we could pick out locations for the sculpture artists and the Totem Garden. Rusty gave us the lagoon just like we wanted. What a beautiful backdrop for the Totem Garden. So far we have 24 artists signed up and several more who are going to give me an answer soon. There are so many good art shows going on this year with the Texas Sculpture Association's 25th anniversary in October, many artists are swamped. Rusty said he'd even put out a media release before the Fair if I have the information ready for him. And he said I can put as much information out to the media as I want. I'm hoping the Totem Garden will be the big hit of the Fair.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Paul gave me a job today. I'm welding a magic trick for him. Can't show you a picture or tell you about it. Paul would yell at me and the Magic Secret Death Squad would hunt me down, cut me in half, take the pieces and make them disappear in a puff of smoke.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Last September we had a leak in the master bathroom and the water spilled to the adjoining little powder room carpet. I pulled the carpet up right away. I knew I had enough tile left over from when I tiled the master bath. A mere 9 months later here I am tiling. I started a very long two weeks ago and the floor’s still not finished.
There’s lots of time to think when you’re on your hands and knees tiling and grouting. The ceiling fan turned on high doesn’t keep hot flashes at bay. So I spend a lot of time deciding the worst places I can be while “flashing”. Perhaps on my knees on the bathroom floor is not as bad as welding class when I have to lay down on the cement to let the flash pass.
Oh, wait, I know. How about during a board meeting that’s gone on for two and a half hours and I’m eating the 4th brownie home made by our hostess? There’s at least one other lady at the meeting my age and though I would never single her out - JUDY - it would have been nice if you’d said something about it being a little warm while I was fanning myself so hard with my paper plate I sent brownie crumbs to stick on the ceiling.
Back to the powder room floor. Of course I’m out of grout. Just a little to go and the grout bag is nothing but dust. Perfect excuse to delay completion to the day before our Christmas party.