Spent most of the day working on my hat. I had to give up the idea of applying the fabric fish I had, and took them as patterns and reduced the size and then hand painted them. Yesterday, I bought another series of lessons from Craftsy, but this time, I had a grat deal of difficulty watching them, as they broke up so badly, that I couldn't understand anything she said. Turns out that Craftsy has upgraded their sytem and our home equipment is now obsolete. Their help desk suggested that I download a free windows upgrade, but after my experience last time, there is no way I would be able to do that. I did find that I could get better reception using the laptop, and they have a way of making it work with the sytem I have there. So I would put a layer of paint on the hat, then watch a lesson, while the paint dried, then another layer of paint and another lesson. We went out and bought a spray bomb of a crystal clear finish, that is very deep and supposed to look like glass. I plan to spray it onbthe finished goldfish bowl, that is made from the hat. I hope it works, as the surface of the hat is quite rough, even after four layers of acrylic paint. But it looks good.
Tomorrow I have a meeting of my Tuesday Stitchers. These ladies have been getting together for many years--probably 20 or more. We meet for two hours per month, supposedly to stitch, but we've helped each other through many a family crisis, and the deaths of three spouses, not to mention the deaths of a couple of members. I think if I was asked to name a long time friend, these ladies would come to mind. But they are getting older, and Susanne (I've known her since the mid-70's) and I giggle a bit at being thought of as the "young ones".
This thinking and trying to name friends comes from some of my thoughts about the 50th anniversary. There is a parallel here with my ruminations about how I would like my funeral service to go. Basically, I'm worried that no-one would come. But be it an anniversary or a funeral, I'm sure you both would be there. So, for today, I am very, very grateful that I don't have to worry about any funerals. And I would be equally grateful not to find my self worrying about it for a long time.
Monday, September 10, 2012
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