Ahhhhhhh

 I am so happy that Monday is over.

For some reason yesterday lasted forever.

Larry left for work super early this morning.

He woke me with a kiss as he was leaving the house.

It is my favorite way to wake up.

 

My laptop is slowly disintegrating.

Now the touchpad is dead.

I have brought out my trusty roller ball mouse!

This mouse is my favorite and now I get to use it for awhile!

{till the rest of the laptop falls apart}

 

There are three pairs of Tom's for me to paint.

Blue seems to be the favorite color for my clients,

but the flowers always change.

Today I will paint a flower I have never painted before...

this will be interesting. HA!

 

As I looked out the kitchen window this morning,

I remembered something I did last week.

It was at Larry's company  baseball event,

where I had the opportunity to meet a new salesman and his children.

I met the gentleman first and he pointed out his children

as they flew around the picnic area.

There were 4 of them, ranging in the age from about 18-5 years old.

He talked about his daughters and the small one, I am not sure if he was grandson or son.

When one of the kiddos came over to be with dad,

a sweet child, about 12.

I asked if she was the middle child.

{I have sympathy for middle children}

It is then when the child looked at me and said, I am a boy.

Oh My.

I was so embarrassed.

The long hair and high voice fooled me completely.

I think back on that moment and just could die.

Still.

 I am still embarrassed.

Have you ever done anything like that?

Please say that I am not alone.

Oh I could just die.

 

Today I will turn on a playlist and blast the music.

Not to worry.

Poor deaf Libby will not notice a thing.

Love you.

Me

My Blank Canvas

Isn't a blank canvas wonderful?

You have the ability to make it into anything that you wish to.

It is brand new and with a little thought, you can create a masterpiece.

 

You do not have to be an artist to experience this magic.

A new day is like a canvas.

A new meal is like a canvas.

A new friendship is like a canvas.

There are dozens of other examples, but I will not bore you.

You get the point.

 

Today my new canvas is a pair of Tom's.

I have {finally} decided on the flower to paint on them.

Geraniums?

 

What is your brand new canvas?

Is it starting a vacation?

A new ballet class?

Did you make a new friend?

or

are you starting to write a new book?

 

Make it exactly as you wish it to be.

YOU are in control of your own masterpiece.

 

Off I go to paint a pair of Tom's.

It is my blank canvas for the day.

Love you.

Me

Tea, Seeds and Tom's

 When I was making my tea this morning,

I opened the patio doors.

It was cool, dark and damp. Just like France.

But it is spring in Texas.

I love spring so much and so many of the smells and sights

trigger things in my memory.

I love when that happens.

It is almost a gift from the past, reminding you of a grandparent or 

moment from long ago.

OH!

By the way, Molly! thank you for the tea.

I love it and your thoughtfulness.

 

 I have packets of seeds for Matilda.

She will take them home to plant them.

Do you know that Matilda has her own big girl shovel?

(and a tool box)

 

I DO have a rule about giving my ART away.

But leave it to Larry to bend the rules.

At his request, I am painting a pair of TOM'S for a client.

Have no fear.

I am deciding what I will buy (a new dress or sweater?)

because I painted these shoes for him, for his client.

Payback! It is wonderful.

***

Today is yoga day.

I love yoga day because I spend 1 1/2 hour

in that dreamy place yoga takes you to.

 

Libby has not eaten her dinner today.

 

The garbage men are squeaking down the cove.

 

I am in a rather bad mood but am trying to cover it up with a smile.

 

I worry about the missing plane, flightMH370.

How on earth could something like that have happened in this day and time?

 

I would rather stay home and paint than go to yoga today.

(but after yoga I am always so happy to have gone. What's up with that?)

 

Have a wonderful day...

smile through the rough spots.

Love you.

Me