Last week was super busy at work. I kept up for the most part, but we were all scrambling. I’m hoping things slow down a bit so we can do more planning and less reacting, though it may be too soon in the semester for that.
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On Friday, went to the Art Walk downtown. Saw some pretty cool pieces – including a sculpture of a dragon captured by mice.
It was breathing smoke.
Saw some glass art that was pretty cool and lots of paintings. I also picked up a card from an artist that is working on a photo project taking pictures of people’s backs. You have be a supporter of art or an artist to be included and I think I’m sort of both – so, I sent him an email. I don’t know if this is still going on – the card didn’t have a date – but if it works out I might be in some art.
Which would be kinda cool.
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Saturday was a trip to Hale Farm and Village. They had an art show going on there as well as the historical village and while the exhibits were interesting, I couldn’t help but be a little on edge.
I’m talking about time travel, naturally.
The mix of current society and the historical reenactors feels too much like some kind of time tourism. Like someone is going to whip out a cell phone and change the course of history. Are we in the past – or is the past visiting the present?
I wasn’t quite sure, so I kept my phone in my pocket and tried not to talk about modern conveniences.
You can never be too careful.
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Today was a pool party for my friends’ 5 year old. I had asked about suitable presents and was told – “she likes things that are bizarre”.
Which, naturally, I can handle.
The gift bag looked like an orange furred monster – with eyes, of course. There was a comb that looked like a T-rex skull, a squishy purple lizard – along with a book about owls, some bubble solution, and a glow in the dark magic wand. Oh, and Frozen swim goggles.
There were squeals of delight – so I know we did well.
I rough-housed in the pool, much to the delight of the kids there, and managed to not drown or have anyone kick anyone else in the head.
It was a success.
I got a little sun-burn on my shoulders, but some aloe should clear that up. My arm is a little sore too – I’m guessing the “it’s not a race nor is it a swim meet” on Friday along with the kid tossing today in the pool wore me out. Looks like I need a break.
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Oh, and I learned a little something about myself on Friday.
Some stairwells terrify me.
One of the art walk stops was an old building with a lot of stairs. Now, I’m not a fan of heights, but I can usually keep my composure. The stairs, while sturdy enough, flipped some kind of switch in my head where I didn’t trust gravity anymore. There was too dang much open space.
I like my stairs enclosed with lots of concrete and low ceilings. And at the top of the stairs was a metal ladder going up to the open roof access.
I don’t know why, but… shudder.
I had a death grip on the railing and stayed as focused as possible. If gravity had stopped working – and don’t laugh, because you know it’s just a matter of time – there was no way I was going out that roof. The rest of the world might have been ejected into space, but I was not going anywhere.
Sorry, but if that happens it’s every man for himself.
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Time now for a cool shower and an early night. Promises to be another busy day tomorrow. And hopefully no stairs.