Sunday Salon...

No matter how difficult the day, at the end of it I enjoy my tea.  I should be British.

This week many things took me away from reading, mostly exhaustion.  My mom seems to have had another "episode" and her well being has greatly declined.  And it's been so hot.  I thought I'd stay indoors for the majority of the one day I was home and listen to a book, but with the air conditioner going and the washing machine and the dryer, I just couldn't concentrate on the subject.  Scrubbing the floor is very cathartic, even if you crawl up the stairs afterward.  I'm kinda thinking I might do an earth hour every day and just turn everything off and read outside.  I NEVER sit outside.  There always seems to be something that needs tending.  Personally I think I'm loosing my MO JO.  And as an added bonus I'm almost finished my bookmarks, that's the only creative thing I've done.  I'll be posting them on the 16th.  I will have to elaborate on my saying.  While Suzanne from Quietfire Designs sent me a great stamp to use, I'd had gone ahead and did an adaptation.  Suzanne is a Calligraphy Artist.  The poem reads ... Hope perches in the soul and sings and Never stops at all.  (Emily D. wrote this).  It came to me in a different way and seemed to suit my needs, So I went with it.  I love Suzannes' work.  And she creates the most awesome bookbinding kits.  Another hobby I have neglected.  I must get back to these things, and then the dirty floors can wait for me.

The birds in the birdhouses next door have still continued to carry on LOUDLY.  My neighbour, who erected these houses, has been watching.  I don't know how she knows this but she claims that there are three males trying to attract mates, every morning they clean out their houses and bring in new stuff, and sit and wait loudly. Where have all the girls gone?  We don't know.  I just had to include the Deppster today, just have this song in my head. Have a great Sunday and a wonderful week, I don't anticipate mine will be much fun until I turn the power off. 

For Today...

FOR TODAY

Outside my window... it rained all evening and during the night (YEAH!) no watering the newly planted shrubs.

I am thinking... it's official, I'm OLD, I'm just so sore and tired today... I cannot even explain it.  I'm skipping my last morning class (which I never do, and painting tomorrow)

I am thankful...for the rain, I not only don't have to water, but now I'm off the hook for going out and gardening, for another day.

From the learning rooms... I'm learning that I should be clear on what "come pick it up in the afternoon"means, attach a time.I'm sitting here waiting for afternoon.

In the kitchen...pasta

I am wearing...really comfy clothes.

I am creating...WELL,  I should be doing many things, but I'm so sore...

I am going...to pick" it" up this afternoon, and then to clean out my locker at upholstery.

I am wondering...where to start, my house is a disaster, and so is my yard, the perennials are almost done, so now it's time... to get on with it.

I am hoping...to leave my current upholstery piece in the workshop over summer, hauling it home is just so much work.

I am looking forward to...Sunday, and sleeping in...at least tilll 8 a.m. (fat chance with the birds)

I am reading... Stevie King's The Stand for the Standalong hosted by Love Laughter and a touch of Insanity.

I am hearing...bird chirping, they NEVER shut up. They've had me awake since 4:30 a.m.  I've started to have evil thoughts.  (I've posted this line for three weeks now, and it still holds true). It sounds much like this all day long,except no gun shots yet...

Around the house...just stuff,

I am pondering... when your financial institution sends you a big envelope of what to do to prepare your estate, does this mean you are official on the way out?

One of my favourite things...a freshly planted flower bed.

A few plans for the rest of the week:  well my mom's long term care is in OURBREAK so we can't visit until that is over with, so I may catch my breath and get the laundry finished.  Thursday is clean up of the upholstery workshop and I'll be bringing my future projects home for the summer.  sometimes that's good, you can sort of see where you'll be using the piece, before you buy fabric.  Right now they are rebuilt, refilled, and just covered in factory cotton, the next step is the upholstery fabric.  The two wing chairs I'm working on are heavy and I don't want to do them over again if I hate the fabric.  I had planned on doing something funky with one of them before I got the other, so now I'll have to re-think that, 2 funky pieces is one too many.

We've been celebrating the Queen's Jubilee here in Canada, and our little group is drinking tea out of proper tea cups.  Boy does that make a difference in your tea.  My friend was saying she had too many teacups, so I rushed to her aid. I'm planning a proper tea party with my grand nieces, as soon as the little one can hold a tea cup.

here are a couple of the beauties she shared with me... the above one is a really different shape.

So naturally I had to check out their value on line, not much luck in finding them, but they are pretty.