This is going to be a pretty good week

Art Plans It’s suddenly springtime and for all of its deficiencies, the natural beauty of Portland springs are glorious. Yesterday when I got the cats outside I looked ahead at the weather and realized it’s finally plein air painting time again! I’ve really lagged on using my oils downstairs. I can’t get the lighting right. I’ve had to back myself into an awkward corner to … Continue reading This is going to be a pretty good week

Today – driving practice, design, art, brownies

Was about 12 (probably at least 14 in my case, since I mostly like to go just a smidge under the speed limit, especially on new and/or windy routes) minutes, going to Live Laugh Love Art, a business in Beaverton. I nearly blew it off, partly because I suspected it’d be another “not worth it” Podunkertunity, but the main reason was I didn’t want to … Continue reading Today – driving practice, design, art, brownies

I’m really, really glad 2018 is over

Some good things did happen. In only five shows as an adult Theodora won best shorthair Scottish Fold in the world, TICA’s last season, which closed at the end of April. And then I started a new job, and got my license, despite hearing so many times while practicing how this or that would result in a fail. I was so convinced of this I … Continue reading I’m really, really glad 2018 is over

Don’t make offers to cook for jam night! #nitpicking

The entire chicken enchiladas casserole was gone in the morning! I’m unlikely to make the cooking for jam night offer again, because Charlie is relentlessly critical when he’s cleaning. It’s like he’s the only person in the world who’s ever cleaned and he’s pissed. Nit-picks: I throw my coffee filters incorrectly into the compost bin. A cutting board was drying behind the dish rack rather than on … Continue reading Don’t make offers to cook for jam night! #nitpicking

I’ve become a master of getting back to sleep in the morning

Multiple times! This morning it was four. When I wake from a dream in the early morning, before daybreak, Theodora will usually sense it & come over meowing for pets and attention. If it’s later in the morning, she’ll just come wailing in the room in outrage and wake me up. Henry’s more subtle. He’ll circle the bed clockwise, usually stepping on and pulling my … Continue reading I’ve become a master of getting back to sleep in the morning