my black and white albatross

I finally gathered the courage, in my quest to clear everything out of this house, to unwrap and unroll something that has been stored in the downstairs garage for 33 years - the 4'x8' black and white tapestry that I wove in college.  My friend was here so I used her as moral support while I opened it. I really expected it to disintegrate but aside from a couple of small stains it was in amazingly good condition.  My friend insists that it's beautiful and I have to keep it and we spent some time contemplating how I could use it in my next place.  Lots of ideas, lots of encouragement, but I notice she didn't offer ti give it a home.

It's fun to watch a pro at work.

Today the lady doing my estate sale and her assistant started arranging things for the sale.  It was amazing.  All the stacks of stuff that have been accumulating on every floor space for three weeks now are being transformed into attractive arrangements of similar items: blankets neatly stacked by size on the bed, dolls arranged on the sofa, pricey dolls in my corner cupboard, etc.  It's all very fascinating.  Not done yet, three days before the sale, but I feel so much more encouraged.  It didn't hurt that, as I was working on sorting through the last few areas, I could overhear comments like "Oh, look at this.", "This is nice>" and "Isn't this cute." It gives me hope that at least some of my stuff will sell.

Fine Fireworks after all

I spoke too soon last night.  After complaining that I couldn't see fireworks from my deck I went back out on my deck about 11pm when the noise got really intense, and yea!! hooray!! they were shooting off high fireworks, shooting way up into the air.  It seemed like the neighbors behind me and the ones to the south of me were competing to see who's fireworks were most impressive.  They fought it out and I was the big winner.  What a show.!

lots of sound and fury

I love Independence Day! I love the patriotic music and dazzling fireworks and I have enjoyed them all on TV this evening.  Still nursing this stupid cold so I didn't want to sit outside for several hours. I did, however, venture out on my deck for a while because fireworks are going on all around my house.  Lots of fireworks all around me, but also lots of trees all around my house. So what I saw was a lot of dark with an occasional small flicker through the trees.  The noise makes up for it though. It sounds like a miniature battle field out there, with an occasional police siren thrown in. Not sure what that is about. Too much of a good time???

phrase of the day

I heard a political commentator on early morning TV news describe the newest entry in the presidential primary on the Democratic side (yes they do have more than Hilary) as "charismatically challenged". I love it.

another questionable statistics

Here's an interesting statistic heard on the evening news "Your chance of being bitten by a shark is one in 11,000,000." I guess that's reassuring but I do have some questions.  Is this statistic based on only people who swim in oceans? Since I live in Indiana and never swim in oceans I think my odds are even better. Although, I do remember a time many years ago when my friend's son found a shark in a lake.  It was small and rubber, but still....

the summer cold doldrums

I'm blaming it on the seven hour bus ride home from Stratford. Everything was just fine until I woke up yesterday morning with a disgusting head cold. Three boxes of Kleenex later, I'm feeling a little better but I have a deadline here.  I'm supposed to serve communion this Sunday and I don't think sneezing and sniffling will present the right image. We're using grape juice instead of wine these days  so I can't even depend on that to kill the germs. Maybe I could use one of those cute little masks??