Another week comes to an end....

This has been a busy week at school. Actually, they are all busy but since a couple of other students and myself decided to teach ourselves to throw pots on a wheel....Let's just say that it's time consuming, energy depleting and totally addictive. Tuesday I didn't leave until after 10:00 and tonight it was just after 9:00 . I was thrilled with the first thing I did on the wheel. I hesitate to call it a pot although it did have a nice shape before it slumped. The walls were too thick and I used too much water. Now I mess up two thirds of the pieces I try to throw and throw that clay back in the bucket. Clay is reusable.
I will be doing a small exhibit next week. I don't expect any sales, although it would be nice. This will be more of a meet and greet. It will be a chance for my work to be seen and who knows.....

March is almost over

It's hard to believe that March is almost over. Before I know it another semester will be gone and I will have some decisions to make. Being in school has given me a much needed social life. I have had the freedom thanks to understanding instructors to leave for emergencies or family matters. They know I will get my work done and then some. Amazingly enough, I love going to school. The problem is that I am out of grant money. I have 3 small scholarships and possibly, a work/study position for next Fall. I should be able to get another scholarship through the theater department since the director has asked me to design the sets for one of Shakespeare's plays in the Fall. I am very excited about the opportunity to design the sets. How often does that come along?
However......
Some of my family are ready for me to graduate and get a "real" job. In Brownfield that means WalMart, United Markets or the lunch room at one of the schools...........(Fill in the blank*)

After Spring Break

I spent Spring Break in Houston with my older daughter, Shana and her family. Since Crissie(she lives here) is going through a divorce and had to work I took her 2 girls with me. We didn't stop for 6 days. It was shopping and museums the whole time. Shana took the 3 cousins to the children's museum while I spent several hours in the Museum of Fine Arts. The highlight was an exhibition from the Metropolitan Museum in New York. It was 184 works of Impressionist Artists from 1800 to 1920. Amazing! I came back to school with a renewed enthusiasm.

I am back in classes and don't know when to go home. The time change hasn't helped anything. Tuesday another student and I stayed to throw some pottery on the wheel. Since this isn't part of the class and we don't know what we are doing we wait until most of the students have left. The sun was still up so we didn't realize how late it was. I started home around 9:00. I am hoping that in the expansion of the Fine Arts building they have included a room for me. I have checked the blueprints several times......

My Father

This afternoon as our father was having more tests run my sister arrived. It was time for me to go home as she took over. She will be taking Daddy back to NW Arkansas where an appointment has been made for him to see a series of specialists.
Daddy and I had a good time as he was getting his strength back. We made little "trips" to the library, the bank and Dairy Queen. We stopped at the church to see if one of the members was there to find that the women had just finished their meeting so several went to the car to see him. It took 2 trips to see him land. As we were going to the Silo Farm the cell phone rang Mike and Anita were at the house and we were not. We went back to visit with them.
And so less than 3 hours after my sister's arrival I found myself packed and on my way home. I'm glad we got to spend the past couple of days together. We talked about things important and not so important. We said "I love you" many times, perhaps to make up for the years it it hadn't been said. I left with the feeling that I wouldn't see my father alive again.

Tuesday

Tuesday and Thursday are usually my busy days but today was a real doozy. It's been .....well, I'll let you know as soon as I figure it out. I will be going to Coleman to see about my father. He has been having some problems which came to a head today when he fell. He has some stitches on a cut on his head and is in the hospital. I have a meeting with his doctor tomorrow afternoon.
I'm not ready for this.

and so it begins...

March has indeed "come in like a lion". February actually ended with several gusts of wind...and blowing sand,...Well, it is West Texas. Tumbleweeds driven by the wind have stacked up against fences until some collapse. It's different living in a place where the first sign of Spring is a 65 MPH wind pushing tumbleweeds, ripping shingles off of roofs and driving sand into everything. This is not a time to wear lip gloss.