Sunday, December 04, 2005

Welcome Sunday

I welcome today, Sunday, with open arms and a sigh of relief. I don't have to be anywhere, I don't have to pack anything.....oh darn, yes I do. I have to return all my glass to my friend who will take it back to the shop for me so I can unpack it Tues. evening. She does this because she owns the shop and because the glass pieces won't have to sit in my car all day while I work. The weather is freezing and I don't want the glass to crack. I'm not certain it would but I don't want to take the chance on pieces I worked so hard to create.

I had a craft show yesterday and did okay. It was a pleasant day, something I was not expecting, especially after sliding into a snow bank. I was lucky, the guy plowing our street stopped to help and dug me out, while my neighbor, who witnessed the entire event while cleaning off his truck walked back into his house. Thanks neighbor. Why is life like that? Kind/uncaring, beautiful/ugly? One person was extremely kind to me while another didn't care one way or another. The snow creates such beauty, yet makes the road so treacherous and scarey. Perhaps we wouldn't apprecieate the kind/beautiful if there wasn't the unkind/ugly side. I don't know, I just know I'd like to try the kind/beautiful for a while without the other showing up quite so quickly.

The craft show had some interesting pieces with some really nice vendors. I met three aquaintances I hadn't seen in years. That was nice. My daughter usually helps with the booth but this year she couldn't face all the Christmas cheer. I'll get into why on a later blog. Had Italian wedding soup for the first time in my life and it was a lovely dish. Gonna have to try to recreate that dish.

I love to cook. I don't understand why it is I chose psychology (started out as an elementary ed major until I did my first observation in a first grade class with 28 energetic children - boy did THAT change my mind fast). I should have been a chef, but then the roads we choose determine our destiny and I wouldn't have met my husband and had the three wonderful children I have now. I would have had different children, probably. Don't think I like contemplating a different life with different children. I really like the ones I have. They are diverse, interesting people who have chosen their own paths. I enjoy their company.

Stay tuned for more of my life later. Or not. Whatever.

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