Sometimes, I wish my life was more like an Eighties movie.
Just sometimes...
Miss Erica F. says it best, "Life is like a piano. The white keys represent happiness, while the black keys represent sadness. But as you go through life’s journey, remember that the black keys make music too ♥"
The job hunt is still on. I will continue this great search tomorrow afternoon.
*sigh*
Christmas was wonderful. Got to see my favorite little girl, Miss Michael Rose, and the rest of the family. Well minus April and Dustin, but even they found a way to join in the fun. My Aunt Rose came, and I finally got my very first knitted scarf to a certian point where she could finish it out for me. Nice, huh? I know.
Bridges of Iron and Lace. Just bouncing ideas around for sculpture. I have a semester to get this figured out. I really want to get back to studio to start some more studies for new paintings.
Art & Fear needs to find its way back to me. I need to revisit those pages.
I need a run. I did get a new holder for my itouch when I go running. I think I will go give it a good workout when I get back.
I am not looking forward to going back but yet I am excited for an empty house for a few days.
I have other thoughts, however, I think they are for the actual pages of my notebook.
Yours truely,
B
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