I looked out the patio window and saw a giant eyeball looking through the gap in the privacy fence. The deer are brazen!
A Boy and His Stuffy: a play in two acts
Act I: We creep on the neighbors while holding our stuffy. Mustn’t put the precious down.
Act II: We’re tired of staff’s nonsense and are retiring to our napping lounge with our stuffy.
Soul Mapping
I recently picked up the Soul Mapping book again and have been going back over it anew. I was in an online art group years ago that was focused around the book, but it turned out not to be such a good idea in terms of “stuff you share with your imaginary friends on the internet.” We all got to chapter 3 and then it turned into radio silence. I ended up finishing the book on my own, and now am having a second pass at it.
In short, it’s a guided art therapy course. I’d recommend it for anyone who has never done such a thing, or anyone who feels stuck. In fact, there’s a section specifically dedicated to “unsticking.”
I’m probably about 2/3 of the way through. This time around I’m doing more writing and less arting, but that’s fine with me.
Happy Friday!
I hate working Fridays, but I’m glad I didn’t miss that beautiful sunrise.
The Sky Today
It’s the perfect day for a nap.
Echinacea at the Loading Dock
There’s a bed full of echinacea next to our loading dock. I love walking by it every morning.
Flower Pounding
I deadheaded some day lilies while out back with the dog. They bled red on my hands, so I thought they would make a pretty flower pounding page in my journal. And they did! But it turns out that the rich brick red color of the petals becomes purple and orange, when pounded. Who knew?
Cauliflower and Green Onions
This with a scrambled egg and cheese makes a pretty decent breakfast.
Stamp Cleaning
I always have one page in whatever book I’m working in that I use to remove leftover ink from my stamps.
Running Fence and Jordan River
I had to walk across campus to Parking Services. They’re located in a parking garage where I cannot park. I might have been able to find a spot in a nearby parking lot, but none of the lots on the online parking services map indicate which parking passes can park in that lot, which makes the map absolutely useless.
So I walked over there, which took me longer than it should have, because I had to navigate a giant fence maze in front of the student union. Once you committed to entering the maze, you couldn’t get out until the end. There were no side exits, which meant I went way out of my way. The whole thing was super annoying.
The most annoying part of it was that my parking permit should have been mailed to me. It was returned by the post office because IU’s Parking Services’ mail merge program cannot cope with the apartment field that IU’s master address form provides. It just completely omits that field when printing labels, so my apartment number was left off the mailing label. I tried to explain what happened to the clerk at Parking Services, and it was like talking to a brick wall. She said they’d had mail returned from other apartment dwellers, but had no idea why. Lordy! Your mailing software is BROKEN!
I’m pretty sure the problem is at their end, not mine. And then she told me that I should always pick up my tag in person, because everyone in her office is so nice and it’s a pleasant experience. Considering I cannot park anywhere near their office, that’s not going to happen.
red paper boat 