Year 49 is an auspicious one. Yesterday was a nutty day. Spent nearly six hours at the doctors getting the RA IV med. Came home as kids were coming out of school. One asked to use my bathroom. My house was a mess and I was embarrassed, but that is less important than needing to go! The dogs went out and were played with by the kids, which they loved. Then a giant toad hopped off the sidewalk and into my grassy area. One of the kids knows I dislike toads, and valiantly came to my aid. George picked up the poor creature and before I could protest he hurled it across the street, hitting the house across from my own. Seeing that I was concerned about it, he ran over to check on its well being, returning with an apology and the good news that it seemed ok. I explained that just because I didn't like frogs I didn't want them hurt. He apologized profusely and I made sure he knew that I appreciated him removing the toad from my yard.
Next, I opened the newest issue of Quilting Arts Magazine to find that my students' work was not included in the magazine after all. It will be on their website, which is nice, but I am disappointed for them as I was told one piece would be included in print. Additionally, the publisher and art director edited the photo I provided in a really bad way. They removed Cairo, who was on my shoulder in the photo, as he usually is when I am doing quilt-related things outside of school. In place of Cai they photoshopped someone else's hair to one side of my head, and left my hand on my shoulder. Because I'd been holding Cairo's feet, the fingers look strange. Very strange. Like a lobster claw. My good and funny friend Dan piped up that I had a sweet mullet, and that I didn't look like myself -- I looked like a crusty old bag lady. Love you too, Shanny. It was hard to digest as I do not like photos of myself anyway, and having one altered in this way, and printed in a magazine, is borderline traumatic. I try to see the funny side of it and move on. Try is the operative word of the day.
So, I welcome a new year with an odd mix of experiences. I was happy to go out with friends last night and have some laughs and nice moments. More of that, less of the rest, I say. Here's to 364 more days of the great unknown!
What will you make today?