I don't even know where to start. This month has gotten away from me.
I have crocheted, danced, read, lunched, exercised,...
A week ago my decorator, David, came over for a consult. He kind of gasped when he first walked in. "You have nothing on your walls!" he proclaimed. I know, I said. I just haven't found my fung shui, I told him. I showed him our new rooms in the back. There I have found it. I have art hanging on many walls. We had a good time discussing the possibilities.
And so it starts. The project. I am not going to bore you with all the details, but I am getting some things done.
After David the Decorator left I was inspired to resurrect this painting. It was a wedding gift and used to hang in our living room. I am loving it all over again.
Art. Is so important. My inner artist has been MIA for a long time.
I must tell you that I have crocheted a shawl and a baby afghan this month. And. I am working on the second shawl and another full size afghan. I am trying to use up some of the excess yarn that I have lying around. So the colors are a hot mess on most of these projects. I am considering this my first recycle program of the new year.
Use what you have.
My second "recycle" program is using the food I have in the house. In my freezer and pantry I have plenty of food.
Eat what you cook.
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Our dance class has filled out this month. We are enjoying lots of new faces and bodies on our little dance floor. We have revisited The Hustle in our beginning class.
We have taken on The Tango in our intermediate class.
Friday night we went over to practice with our friends. I have to say Mr. Macho surprised the stew out of me...his Tango is soooo improved! I hope mine is, too!
We had a delightful visit with Daughter and family yesterday.
This was our gift on our drive home. It started slowly and blossomed into this deep rich palate.
How do I love the sunsets (sunrises)? Let me count the ways.
Back to earth this morning and getting a jump start on the taxes.
Chicken salad constructed for supper. Complimented with cantaloupe.
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Can we agree to not discuss politics?
Namaste.