April 29, 2007

What a gorgeous day yesterday!

Except I spent most of it in the studio in the basement. But hey, whenever I went upstairs and outside, it was gorgeous!

We talked the kids into going to a movie with us last night.

Hot Fuzz. If you liked Shaun of the Dead, I'm sure you'll like this one, too. I thought it was pretty dang funny. A bit slow in the beginning but worth the money.

We thought for sure that the theatre would be packed seeing as how it was the first weekend of the movie. But the theatre was relatively empty. Seems that other people take advantage of the beautiful weather by staying out in it.

Huh.

Another gorgeous day today. Although it's a bit humid so I'm glad that once again I'll be spending time in the basement studio.

By the way? 30% off all stuff at Kitsch In Art through today. In case you didn't already know or you forgot or all of a sudden you hit the jackpot!

And that, my friends, is all I have for you today. Because, you see, my life is pretty ... oh man, I was going to say something about my life being pretty dull but I realized that if I actually say it, I'm going to jinx it and something very exciting but not good will happen to shake the dullness out of it ... so I stopped myself in time.

Whew.

Although, I keep thinking about my old friend Patty and especially her parents so I won't be surprised if I get a phone call soon that something's up with someone over there. But now that I wrote about them, I probably saved their lives.

Seriously. I need some blueberry pie. Today. Old story of my first experience with clairvoyancy.

My friend Patty's mom is a bit of a New Age person. Herbal supplements and palm reading and past life believing woman. This is back in the early 70's.

Hey! I just remembered! Patty's mom pierced my ears!

She makes the most wonderful Blueberry pie and I was thrilled when she made it. Anyway, Patty and I put our friendship on hiatus some time in high school after I had practically lived there in junior high. Walking in like it was my own house. So, a couple of years go by when I'm no longer hanging out there and I get this urge to ride my bike over there. I do. I bike into the garage like I always did and I walk into the house like I always did. Patty's mom said something like "I knew it! I knew I'd see you. I baked your favorite pie!".

Really.

Patty was in my book club that I no longer go to and I haven't talked to her much since I was sort of booted out (hi Lori! thanks!) so it's kind of weird that I'm having Patty and her parent thoughts right now.

I better call her.

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