My Hat is Off to You

Pretty In Pink

Acrylic on Canvas

6"x6"

I'm Back! This is my first post in over a week due to the fact that John's assistant was on vacation for March Break and I filled in. Last week was a write off when it came to getting anything done once I got home. I am in awe of women who work outside the home....my hat goes off to you.

My mornings were a blur of activity with all of us trying to get out the door by 7:30am. I had to have a hard look at my pitiful closet to determine what would be considered "office wear". I live in t-shirts and yoga pants and I knew that wouldn't quite cut it. By the time I got home at night it was 6:00pm or slightly later. What to have for dinner? That was another hour in the making and then clean up. Why didn't I prepare better and have something frozen? Where were my Martha Stewart skills when I needed them? I will admit to having brought home a pizza at least twice last week.

My poor studio has sat deserted ........everytime I would walk by I would sigh. I think I went in once and painted for about 5 minutes but believe me, the creativity was just not flowing. All I could think about was the laundry that needed to be done and my comfy looking bed. I must say that all in all it was a great experience. To walk in another's shoes is the only way in which to appreciate their path. So........here's to you....women who work outside the home and still manage to come home every night and keep on working. I am in awe.

The Perils of Driving in Bad Weather

John took my work to the Carriage House Gallery this morning after I spoke with Stu to let him know of it's arrival. Carol and Stu are just about the nicest people you would ever want to meet. I am so going to enjoy being a part of their gallery.

So funny the other day when I was blogging about my terror of driving in bad weather. Last night I had to pick up my oldest daughter and Kelly's daughter from play practice and by 4:00pm I could see the blowing snow and grey skies and yes, I did begin to feel a tad panicky. By 4:30pm when I hit the highway the first thing I see is a major collision in the southbound lanes. Cars in the ditch, cars smashed up, ambulances, etc. etc. Ok, so now the little bit of panic I was feeling has expanded to full panic. Dry throat, rapid heartbeat ....you know the drill. But I am driving slowly and am saying a mantra to myself "you are a good driver.....just go slow" over and over again, maybe that is why my throat was so dry. By the time I arrived at the school the temperature had dropped and all that wet snow had turned to ice. Yikes!!! It was a white knuckle drive home and extremely silent in the car. A drive that normally takes 10 minutes took 30 minutes. Kelly called when I got home to see if I was alright. I just love good friends especially when they know all your "wierdness" and still love you.

I am back in the studio today finishing up another piece and last night was playing around with acrylic on canvas......

Hope everything is good in your part of the world