Look at Lily's vase! Isn't it pretty? I love her little flowers. Not as much as I love her beautiful smile though.
It was our last real class today for this session although we can go back to Open Studio for the next two weeks to finish up things we need to do some more work on. And we will probably go. All of us have things either ready to go in the kiln or else ready to get ready to go into the kiln. My slump mold bowl was in the latter category. Since it's made of bisque clay, it has to be fired before it's glazed and then fired again after the glaze is applied. I trimmed it up today and made a design on the inside of it and it's on the shelf, ready to be baked. Did I take a picture?
No.
I also glazed my wind chime pieces and I did a slap-dash job on those because it took me forever to figure out what sort of design to make in my bowl and it was time to clean up and leave. God knows what they'll look like when they get out of the kiln but I figure I can just put that wind chime WAY up in a tree and no one will ever see it. I believe I will take it out to the lake house.
Maybe.
Next week I'll hopefully glaze my bowl and then go back the next week and pick it up.
All three of us were in a bit of a funky mood today. Lily stayed up too late last night working on a set for a play that Maggie's class is going to put on and then had to get up too early this morning. Jessie's going through her annual semi-panic about the end of the school year and getting ready to go to North Carolina for the summer, packing, organizing and planning. It's a lot.
And me?
You name it, I'm wallowing in it.
My latest dream theme is trying to protect Levon. I mentioned this the other day. I suppose it's because he's the youngest grandchild and closest to being a baby although we all know he's a man. Having to protect a baby is nothing new in dream world for me but I don't think my brain has ever settled on one child like this. I did make a joke in a dream last night which I don't think I've ever done before. I don't exactly remember but it had something to do with someone saying something about "The Stones" and me saying, "Well, you need to define what stones you're talking about because I don't want the Rolling Stones to get mixed up with my kidney stones."
I didn't say it was a good joke.
But back to pottery class- those girls made me laugh so hard. I mean, gut laughs. I can't tell you one thing that was said or done to evoke that sort of laughter from me but it happened over and over. A woman who has been sitting in the same table area as us said today as she left, "I have truly enjoyed your company!" meaning all of us. And we have truly enjoyed hers, too.
We went to the restaurant for lunch where I always get the Asian chopped salad with tuna but today I decided to go wild and get a Reuben sandwich. I do not know why I did that. I do love a Reuben sandwich but Lord have mercy. I don't need that mess.
And then something a little sad and disturbing happened. We were outside after lunch, saying our goodbyes when a woman who had been sitting (and sleeping) on the outside patio of the restaurant made her way slowly, slowly, very slowly, towards us. She was pushing a large suitcase on wheels. I had a feeling we were going to be asked to help her in some way and I was, of course, right. She looked very well groomed, her clothes were clean and tidy and her toes looked manicured to match her flip-flops which were both gold. Her hair was very white and was brushed into a sort of cloud around her head. When she approached us, she asked if we knew where a certain restaurant was. We figured that out and told her and she asked if one of us could take her there.
Now y'all, I have given rides to people I didn't really know or know at all, many times. I've offered Harvey rides more than once but he never accepts them. I'm okay with the ride thing.
But something just felt off to me with this woman and I didn't feel comfortable taking her to where she wanted to go and I didn't want my daughters involved either. Being in a car with someone is a pretty tight situation and I didn't feel like I wanted to be in that situation. She didn't ask us for money and I was probably way, way off in my assessment but Jessie and Lily said they felt the same way. So- gut feelings won this time.
I hope she is okay.
I got the curtain for the door into the bathroom made and it is such a disappointment. I never, ever should have taken the one down I'd made originally with that fabric.
Here's what the door looks like that I am trying to cover.
Who knows?
Yeah. It's still there. I'd rather not talk about it. But I'll be glad to discuss the Rolling Stones any time you want.
Covered the glass in a similar door using rice paper. Misted the glass, then applied the paper to the glass.....just a thought.
ReplyDeleteThat is a wonderful idea! JanF
DeleteYou can also buy holographic sheets to cut and fit into the panes. It makes rainbows everywhere when the sun shines through.
DeleteOh, y'all. We are making this way more of a big thing than it is. I don't know why I was so freaked out.
DeleteThe woman with the suitcase - I feel concerned about her but most times we should obey our instincts when those little alarm bells ring. At least you told her where she needed to be.
ReplyDeleteYou're right. The whole thing was wonky.
DeleteMaybe you are dreaming about Levon because you know they are going away soon to North Carolina... I don't mind the curtain on that door. I might put a curtain rod through the bottom also just to pull it tight on the door? It's cool fabric.
ReplyDeleteI've decided that it really does not matter. It's bright, it's cheerful, it blocks the view into the bathroom. Done.
DeleteLily has a beautiful smile! And her vase is something I'd buy. Maurice is perfect. You want to be there for everything with your family. Levon is on the upper tier. You are an amazing grandma and mom. Our guts protect us. Even if we are wrong visually (she looked well-groomed). Our guts are all we have and we know. I would rather give someone $ for a cab than risk my gut-instinct is incorrect. You are wise. Feel better, with the unmentionable unmentionable. Feel better.
ReplyDeleteUnmentionable, meaning the stones. Rolling stones. Tell me anything you want! Love them.
DeleteLily does have a beautiful smile. She beams. She's- dare I say it? A Moon beam!
DeleteI just felt like something was very off with that woman.
Have you read Keith Richards' memoir, "Life"? If you love the Stones and you haven't read it, it's amazing.
I like your curtain, and I think Ellen’s idea of a bottom rod to pull it tight is just what it needs. The fabric is awesome.
ReplyDeleteI have decided I don't care at all about the bottom of it.
DeleteThe curtain fabric print is wonderful. I do not sew and have no idea how you might make it more to your liking. Experiment?
ReplyDeleteLady with a suitcase? Wherever she's going, it seems she plans to stay a while. Like you, I would not want to be in the same car with her. I might have offered her $ to hire an Uber/cab.
I thought about giving her money for an Uber but I know that none of us had cash on us. She certainly did not ask for money.
DeleteI like the idea of making the curtain taut. I think that will work.
ReplyDeleteI have decided that although tautness would look better, no one but Glen and I are going to see the dang thing and he won't notice. So... it is what it is.
DeleteSo much here but I'm just going to comment on the woman asking for a ride. I'm not saying she had bad intentions but there is a scam where someone who seems innocent enough asks for a ride and when you get there someone is waiting to rob you. So I'm glad you all felt there was something off and declined.
ReplyDeleteSomehow the suitcase bothered me. What all could she have in there? Probably just her stuff and maybe she's a person who lives on the streets but she didn't look like that.
DeleteIt was all just weird.
I had the same thought as ellen, above. I’m glad you listened to your instincts. I love that you’re seeing these possibilities for things that can reside at the lake house. Laughing with your girls, priceless.
ReplyDeleteI tell you one thing I'm pretty sure will be residing in the Lake House- Glen Moon. Or at least, a lot of the time. For a while, anyway.
DeleteIs there a rock group called The Kidney Stones, I wonder. The curtain fabric is beautiful and I have a feeling you’ll figure out how to make it more pleasing for you. Maybe just attached top AND bottom? As for Lily, she’s easy to immediately fall in love with.
ReplyDeleteWould a band called "The Kidney Stones" have to be an Emo band? I think so.
DeleteI've decided that the curtain pleases me plenty in that it does what it's supposed to do and honestly- who cares?
Lily may be the funniest person I've ever known. She can make me laugh like no one else.
I frequently get nightmares that I'm lost and/or being chased and more often than not trying to protect my youngest son who, in my dream, is actually my grandson's age. I wonder what that's about!!!! But eventually it has bothered me so much that I bought a sage kit and am going to sage my house. I'm kinda into that stuff so if it works great, but if it doesn't, well it doesn't matter much does it. I would have felt uncomfortable about that woman too. Many years ago I heard a man running up to me in the supermarket car park and he asked if I would take him to La Clusaz (about an hour away). I told him no because I'd left my youngish children at home while I was shopping (true) but then he said I'm not going to rape you (????) and I'd pay you, so I told him if he was willing to pay then to get a taxi! I have given a lift to strangers on occasion but it has always been my choice to stop and offer!
ReplyDeleteI think that some of us just still have a very strong maternal instinct who had and still have an overwhelming need to protect children.
DeleteYou're right- it can't hurt to sage unless you turn out to be allergic to the smoke. And honestly, if you think it will help, it might.
You were SO right to refuse that man a ride. No, no, and NO!
I had to look up what a Reuben Sandwich is.....sounds quite tasty, not something we have here!!
ReplyDeleteRe cats.....I am feeding my friend's ginger cat for the next week.....the last time I did it I thought ( being the kind person that I am!!) that I would sit down with her and stroke her as she sat in front of me......never again.....I got my arm clawed for my trouble!
Re The Rolling Stones.....my husband turned down an opportunity to see them perform at his college in Leicester ( would have been mid 60s) as he thought the price was too high! He regretted that decision for quite a while!
Reuben sandwiches are a treat and a delight. But not healthy.
DeleteOrange cats are just insane. They are not normal cats. Their brains are wired wrong or something.
I wonder how much they were going to charge for to go see the Stones- probably not more than five dollars if that. Or whatever the pound's equivalent then was.
Just asked the husband about the price for the Stones....apparently charges to see a band at the college were usually 5 shillings but because the Rolling Stones had just had a hit record the cost was going to be 17 shillings and 6 pence and he thought no way was he paying that much !! (Not sure what that amount meant in terms of what it would buy those days, but it was nearly a whole £1. !!)
DeleteHooray for gut laughs! And gut feelings. I like the new curtain because I like the fabric, but maybe it would look better if it was wider, so it could hang in soft folds. Lily's vase is lovely.
ReplyDeleteYeah. I cut the fabric too thin. Don't ask me why.
DeleteIsn't that a pretty vase?
You absolutely did the right thing, not giving the woman a ride. Have you ever read The Gift of Fear? It's the reason I will always trust my gut instincts even if I'm afraid of being rude or feel silly about it.
ReplyDeleteLily's bowl is so pretty!!!!!
I haven't read that book but I have read a lot about it and I do believe the author is right. I think that gut thing is part of the process of our evolution that has helped us survive. But you're right. So many of us are scared to death to be rude and silly.
DeleteI agree with Boud - you need to tauten (is that a word) the fabric in some way. What is the top held with? It reminds me greatly of how my lovely grandmother used to have her hallway door covering. I just realised how much I miss her wonderful hallway door. I have a place I go to in my dreams - its a hilly sort of town with very convoluted streets and I am always getting myself in a muddle there!
ReplyDeleteI have certain dream places too. One is a very large house with mysterious rooms. That dream place has gotten a little out of hand, though and now seems to have a shopping mall and museum in it.
DeleteThumb tacks are my friends- if I can tack something i will...Lazy , probably. That door is a beauty , shame to cover up the panes of glass but the fabric is wonderful, too. dilemma.
ReplyDeleteLosing babies in dreams is my jam- I wake up so horrified and distressed it is a wonder that i wake up at all.
You are probably right about Levon , being the baby .
Kieth is our stone!
I have things tacked up here all over. I don't deal with drills to put in curtain hangers and I just don't like asking Glen for help. I can do tacks all by myself!
DeleteI bet a whole lot of women dream about losing babies frequently. And obviously, it only seems to get worse with age.
Keith is indeed our Stone. In fact, I dreamed of him last night but as always, when I dream about him, his wife and children are all there too. Wish I could lose them. Don't tell anyone I said that.
Making jokes in your dream and then remembering them is a truly unusual feat! I guess it makes sense to zero in on Levon since he is the youngest and presumably the most vulnerable grandkid at this point, though personality-wise he seems pretty tough! I bet he could take care of himself.
ReplyDeleteI think your curtain looks great! Maybe you could secure the bottom corners so it doesn't flap open at the edges. Would that make it look any better?
I can see Levon as a little Charles Dickens street urchin, cleverly making his own way in the world. I'm glad he doesn't have to do that but I bet he could.
DeleteI've decided I don't care what the curtain looks like.
How very Mary of me.
I thought of you and your love for Keith Richards when coming across her description of him in Cher, The Memoir Part 1. I thought of emailing what she said, to you, and decided nah, you already know all there is to know about Mr. Richards. But since you've mentioned the Stones today, what the hell: "Keith Richards, also nineteen, was sweet, funny, and shy."
ReplyDeleteNO! I had not heard that quote. I haven't read the Cher Memoir but I no doubt will. Everything I've ever read about Keith (and Mick too, for that matter) when they were very young and first starting out says the same thing about them. Just shy, sweet, funny boys. Ronnie Spector, whom Keith had a relationship with when they were both very young, described how the band would sleep on the floor in her mother's house and how polite they were when she'd make them all breakfast. I love thinking about that!
DeleteCan you tack the bottom edges of the curtain to the door? Just a thought. It looks fine though. I'm guessing you didn't have enough material to make it fuller and put it on a rod, I would have used a rod at the top and the bottom to keep it in place.
ReplyDeleteI only have a few more pottery classes left too and I shall miss them. I enjoy working with my hands and visiting with the ladies. It would be wonderful to sit with you and Jessie and Lily:)
And the old lady, listen to your gut. Your gut knows more than your brain, or at least mine does.
I think that you would be a perfect person to take pottery with along with my girls. I bet you anything you'd have a great time with us and we would have a great time with you.
DeleteAre you going to take another session of classes?
You are so right. Guts can keep us alive when our brains are still trying to figure shit out.