16-22 July 2018
Well folks, I had high hopes for FLAMINGO WEEK. Sadly, I was sick for much of it, and the beginning of the week involved an unexpected trip to Edmond and then a day of getting a new tire. So, I just got a little behind what I had meant to accomplish, including blog posts I had wanted to do… this is why I try to get them done in advance. That is fine though. It was more a day of flamingo art than anything, and my Tumblr enjoyed a strong infusion of flamingo images for the week.
Since I’ve been under the weather, I have intentionally done nothing all week. I have a habit of doing too much and prolonging my illnesses, and I didn’t want to do that this time. So, I slept and drank fluids. And sulked a little. But the worst of it came and went quickly, and I’m really excited to get moving on a few projects I’ve been working toward.
I have some collages I have been working on, which I hope I can make more progress on soon. I also have been working on a new series for this blog, and I certainly hope people like it. I should have that going in the next day or two.
Dad’s birthday is Friday, and I’m not sure what exactly to do for him. I had intended to order a gift, but failed to do that! I’ll figure it out. Maybe he’d like to go out to eat someplace. I just don’t know.
I have several things to work on this week. It was over 100º this week, so the 90º feel like a break. I need to finish up planning for my Sunshine Garden (which I will do a post on with details soon), and continue picking up debris in the driveway. I’m not up to the collapsed burn barrel, which is just a mess to try and clean up. Once I get past that mess, then I am into large items to deal with. Most of those things are now trash, but some of the things are worth saving and I need to figure out where to put those things.

Hooray for Heather! She has some of my all time favorite arms, which we were graced with daily when I worked with her selling books and coffee to people who I couldn’t stand. And Heather almost always smells pretty. Way to be awesome, little Heather.
Last Thursday, David Eugene turned 37. He might threaten bodily harm for revealing that, but it is not a secret. I think that is a really nice age to be. I hope I agree with that statement when I turn 37, but it seems a nice age to me at the moment. I’ve felt rather uncomfortable in my 20’s. I think I have really been waiting to age — like some sort of fruit that needs to ripen to be appreciated. My skin just has felt wrong. Don’t get me wrong now; basically, I have been content with my life, even finding moments of great pleasure in these past 8 years. It just doesn’t feel right yet. I’m sorry that David feels older than he’d like to be. For his birthday, we worked a very long day and then went to Gallo’s for a little merriment. Pictured are Sherri, me, David, & one of the Donnas. Donna’s daughter and a friend were also there. I love small crowds of interesting people. If we didn’t have to get up so early the next morning, that night could have gone on for hours.


2004:
My parents house = daycare