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Exhibit opens on Saturday. Tomorrow I go to the museum and deal with the contents of the display cases while the collections person is there to take the stuff and put it away. Then I go over to the board president's house and spend most of my day spray-adhering panels to foam core in her garage. Tuesday I go back over there and cut them all out. Wednesday-Friday -- hopefully it won't take that long, but too much time is always better than not enough -- I set the new exhibit up.
Saturday I go to the opening, then to our annual birthday meal out (lunch this time) with my friend L, whose birthday is a week before mine so we always split the difference. Then I go home and collapse in a heap.
Then I head to Texas to visit my mother [wry g].
Oh, and something I've noticed for the first time recently since the weather's gotten decent (it hit 72 today!!! and the sun was out!!!) and my walks have started taking place outdoors again (as opposed to on the treadmill, or, more often, as opposed to not on the treadmill [sigh]).
Anyway, why is it that when parents dress their children to go to the park to play, the little boys get to wear comfy sneakers and the little girls have to wear dreadful pretty shoes that look almost as uncomfortable as what their mothers are wearing? I hate that. With the passion of a thousand burning suns.
Saturday I go to the opening, then to our annual birthday meal out (lunch this time) with my friend L, whose birthday is a week before mine so we always split the difference. Then I go home and collapse in a heap.
Then I head to Texas to visit my mother [wry g].
Oh, and something I've noticed for the first time recently since the weather's gotten decent (it hit 72 today!!! and the sun was out!!!) and my walks have started taking place outdoors again (as opposed to on the treadmill, or, more often, as opposed to not on the treadmill [sigh]).
Anyway, why is it that when parents dress their children to go to the park to play, the little boys get to wear comfy sneakers and the little girls have to wear dreadful pretty shoes that look almost as uncomfortable as what their mothers are wearing? I hate that. With the passion of a thousand burning suns.
