Oh, Fer...Has it really been TWO MONTHS since I last posted? Well. On the upside, that means not much is happening in my life, so it's—well, just to be on the safe side, we won't say the Q word.
I've taken two out of three art classes at the Museum so far. The first was Graphite Drawing. I found out I'm "meh" about graphite. The second was Colored Pencil Drawing. I am WOW! COOL!! FUN!!! about colored pencils.
Now I'm in oil painting. I LOVE OIL PAINTING. Oil painting and I had a torrid love affair in college, but it's been 15 years since I dusted off the brushes. Surprise—most of my paint tubes are still good! Why did I ever stop?
Oh. That's right. I lived with a mother who painted in Watercolor and was very... well, it was easier not to compete. So I didn't.
In the good news zone: I found a much better place for my Insulin-Resistant horse to live. As the Universe is wont to do, it arose out of an "Oh no, now what am I gonna do" situation. The "oh no" part was finding out the barefoot hoof trimmer I've been with for two years, who'd drive an hour and a half to trim my horses, was happily pregnant with her first child and could no longer bend over to do hooves. For some odd reason, there is a dearth of barefoot trimmers in the NW Ohio area. Had I completed the program myself, I'd have a monopoly.
By fate, coincidence, or really good law of attraction methods, I was connected with a gal who follows the same methods of hoof trimming AND horsemanship that I do, is in the human medical field (so she understands the lingo), has an IR horse herself (so she understands the condition) AND lives 20 miles from the barn.
My horses loved her. I have never been able to sit down and drape Cheerios' lead rope over my lap while he got trimmed—until she came along.
Turns out, she had room at her barn, and offered to take in Shaveya as a case study.
How many birds did I take out with that stone? *grin*
I've been on Cheerios bareback, but I haven't officially rode yet. This week is shaping into perfect spring weather, so I'll change that soon.
Other than that, the phone interview job pops up sporadically, and I'm still buying MegaMillions tickets.
Happy [insert all the holidays I've missed so far]!
Oh. There has been baby knitting. I know lots of procreators lately. One of them had twins last week.