If you want to stand right outside my cubicle and chit-chat, then go right ahead. If you want to discuss your hot flashes, that’s fine, too. But please don’t turn to me and tell me, “You’re too young to know anything about that.” For one thing, I have no interest in being included in your conversation. You can tell that by the fact that I’m ignoring you. Second, please don’t make assumptions about things you can’t possibly know. It makes you look like an asshole.
Notes to Self
Paid cable bill and car insurance, went to the bank to deposit a check and get laundry quarters, stopped at grocery store (do not forget bread!), and I scheduled an upcoming dental appointment.
Great Grandma Nell
Selected U.S. Naturalization Records – Original Documents, 1790-1974 (World Archives Project), District Court (Rolls 049-061) Atlanta, Petitions for Naturalization 1912-1932 (Roll 053) Petitions and Records, Jan 1923-Jan 1925.
Ancestry.com has been gradually updating its database of US Naturalization Records. Last time I looked, Nell wasn’t there, but she is now. I still can’t find her in the 1920 Census, but hopefully she’ll turn up eventually. For now, this is pretty cool!
Icicles on Porch Light
Things are starting to melt, just in time for another wave of snowy shenanigans on Saturday. Fun times!
Ice
Snow and Paint
Yuck. It’s pretty enough, but it’s cold and it’s a pain in the ass to drive in and I’m ready for spring. Which is coming, by the way. I know, because it was still reasonably light out last night at 6pm, despite the fact that it was overcast. Hello, longer days! I have missed you!
Also, we are painting again!
Or, at least, working on paintings we started two years ago. Jeebus. And in the process, I think I’ve discovered that I’m allergic to Daniel Smith paints. I don’t know why, because the ingredients can’t possibly be very different from those of other paints, but other paints do not make me sneeze and sniffle or my nose itch. Very weird.
And More Snow
I didn’t measure, but everything at the top of the fence is new.
More Snow
Harriet is not amused. It’s so deep in the back yard that she can’t even squat when she pees. And it’s still coming down. The grounds crew shoveled the walks this morning, but now there’s another inch or so of snow.
More Progress
It’s taking forever, now that I’m working on this one again, but it’s a ginormous painting, so I guess that’s to be expected.
Remember: It’s all underpainting!
In Progress: More Pears
oil on canvas
Not a whole lot of progress, but some. This was just red and orange underpaint, so I pulled it out and worked some more on it. Once the paint has a chance to set up a bit, it’ll get another coat to brighten it up. Probably oil pastel, but we’ll see. The background will get the same opposite(ish)-color treatment, so it’ll end up being some sort of red. If I can find my alizarin crimson, that is.
red paper boat 