Saturday, March 31, 2007
Now the kids are grown and gone, and Terry retired over 8 years ago. I worried then, but we seemed to have all the money we needed to pay the bills. I worried again when I retired almost 2 years ago, but again, it seems that we have plenty of income and lots fewer bills. While it's not exactly a pleasure to sit down and pay bills these days, like I just finished doing, it's certainly not the dread-inducing experience it once was. I am grateful that we have retirement savings and income. We can afford to do most anything we want and also help the kids when they need it, just like my parents helped us several times when we were young. I don't know why we have been so blessed, but I am not going to argue about it! Life is good....
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
As you know, I like to paint. However, I only get around to it when the muse strikes, so to speak. And it doesn't seem to strike very often. You have to be in the mood to do a good job when painting a picture, or nothing looks right. At least, that's the way it seems to me. At home, I don't seem to be in the mood very often. Although I have a very nice room in which to do my thing, at the moment it's pretty cluttered, and truth be told, it seems to get that way really fast when I do clean up the scattered papers and stuff lying around. Consequently, there isn't too much room to spread out and get down and dirty, so to speak.
The last several months, I have been attending water color and acrylic painting classes that are given free at the local library. These have been fun and inspirational, but they have been sporadically offered. Fortunately, they are going to be offered monthly, and that is good. But something even better has come along. Terry saw a small article in the local paper a few weeks ago saying that the newly renovated main library in Shepherdsville was going to open its meeting room once a week for anyone to bring their own supplies and create art. This meeting time is Monday afternoon. I have gathered up my stuff and headed to the library the past two Mondays, and here you see the results of my labors. The two-hour time period is just about enough to complete one picture for me. I tend to be a one-sitting painter and not go back to the work once I've left it. The bottom one is a water color that I copied from an instruction book, with my own variations. The top one is an acrylic of the ubiquitous beach scene, this one being at Maui. It is very nice to go and sit with a bunch of like-minded people and create. It stirs the muse, I guess. Of course, most of the other women there are actual professional artists who belong to art guilds and display and sell their work, but there is another rank amateur along with me. We just mainly sit there and do our thing while we listen to the other ladies talk about the shows they've been to and the work they have sold. They all take a lot longer to finish a painting than I do, which makes me wonder if I am not doing something right, but I keep on.
I am hoping that through meeting these folks that I will have some entry into the world of art, in Bullitt County anyway. I would kind of like to hang some of my stuff on display in the local gallery, but I'm not sure about how to go about doing so. I wouldn't know how to price my work for sale or even if anyone would buy it, but it would be neat to see it hanging somewhere besides in the homes of my family members. Not that I'm not glad that they seem to like the stuff well enough to display it, though.:)
Meanwhile, I am glad to have this opportunity available each week that I can carve out the time to go. It feeds the muse...Life is good!
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Alissa tagged me to do this last week, and I am finally getting around to it, even though I should be fixing supper. I'll do that soon, I guess...
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Tomorrow is my mom's 83rd birthday. Unfortunately, this is the 11th birthday that she has not spent with us. She died two days before her 73rd birthday of metastisized breast cancer. It seems like 10 years would be a long time, but it really doesn't feel like it. It is still fresh enough in my memory to bring tears to my eyes, but maybe that's because my mom was such a special person, and I still miss her a lot, as I believe most of her family probably does, too.
Thursday, March 08, 2007
|A simple compliment. But it made my day today. When you have been married as long as Terry and I have, you tend to get into a comfortable routine and sometimes take each other for granted. We tell each other that we look nice when we dress up, or compliment some work or project the other one has done, but we tend to take each other's innate qualities for granted after all these years. |
This morning we were watching the birds in the feeder outside the window and bantering back and forth, just chatting and laughing. All of a sudden, Terry turned to me and said, "I love your laugh." Coming from a man who often compares me to a cackling hen, this simple compliment was high praise and something I don't think I ever realized he felt. I have basked in the glow of that compliment all day long. Because it has made me feel so good, I resolve to try to remember to mention to Terry the things I appreciate about him more often, too. We can all use a day brightener now and then! Life is good...