In Which I Did Not Do A Good Deed

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.

And here's how the curtain looks on it. 

Why the hell didn't I leave well enough alone? 
Who knows? 

Not me.

Maurice update:

She's a rough old girl, isn't she? No wonder she's my familiar. I just scratched under her chin for at least ten seconds and she did not even attempt to take my hand off. She's having a good day. 

Kidney stone update:

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. 

Love...Ms. Moon