Daily Notes- September 3rd

A Floating House.  I drew it but never made it out of cloth.  Might be something for me to do today.  I was playing around with the idea of different kinds of houses.  Not always on the ground. This one floats around and has it's own little garden of goat leaves.  Goat leaves?  Giant leaves.  Goat Leaves....
Grace--what would a goat leaf look like?   The computer is mystical. Makes up it's own words.

Yesterday Riley went for a ride in the car with G.  They were going out to buy dog food.  But they had forgotten yesterday was a Holiday.  Riley did well.  It was cloudy and cool so breathing was easy for him.  And he was fine after the ride-- not levitating with anxiety.  We may try it again.

While they were gone I went thru the squeeze tubes of watercolors.  80% were hard as rocks (into the trash).  The rest of them got squeezed onto the plastic plate- then into the trash.  I painted my "flower".  But I have learned my lesson.  I painted the background first.  Always paint the background first.  Always.

While it dried--the flower painting background-- I went back to the circle I painted days ago and added designs in black pen.  Not because it helped-- it didn't-- a bad painting will always be a bad painting-- it just gave me something to do while paint dried.

G made supper.  He boiled pasta and we added butter, fresh ground black pepper and cheese.

While watching a series of three Law and Order I had never seen before (with Riley)--I threaded a needle and started turning edges and sewing little scraps of cloth I had stacked up.  Then added a few more small rectangles to the edges.  Whole thing is smaller than a playing card.  Narrower.  I have a tray filled with little bits and pieces, thread and needles and my tiny stork scissors.  Just in case I feel like sewing a seam or two.  The tray is on the ottoman. To the left of my seat on the couch. Near the TV.

I had a dream last night.  I went to college (1964) and fulfilled my dream of going to Catholic school.  I wore very short pleated skirts with black leggings (I think I decided they were available at a ballet store) and a white blouse and  sweater that went with the skirt.  In my dream the football team busboys in my dorm cafeteria were quite smitten with the Catholic school girl image.  Yes, the entire college football team ACTUALLY (not just in my dream) were the busboys in my college dorm.  The cutest guy was Jerry the Meat Man. (oh, he was dreamy).  Defense was on used tray cleanup. BIG.

You stood in line looking at Jerry the entire time.  Then when you got to the front of the line- Jerry would smile and ask "what would You like?".   I am laughing my head off right now. If only I could go back in Time.  But still know what I know now.  Would be a great book, Deb.