I told you I was confused.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
So Dad is in the hospital and it really looks like some things are going to be changing - not sure if he'll be able to go home or have to go to a home - and I've got so many things swirling around in my head it's hard to focus for an extended time on just one thing, and those close to me have started saying things like, "That's ok, you'll remember" or "Don't worry about it" when I give them a blank look when they ask me a question. I have no concerns about my father's relationship with Christ, and the time with him is a blessing ... so why do I have these butterflies in my stomach? Because of the life changes that are occurring, duh.
Monday, March 9, 2009
As the title of this posting suggests, I've been learning a great deal about what not to do with my clay & my kiln & my wheel... not to mention slab & hand-building projects I've undertaken. I have sooooo much respect for potters - even making a "simple" bowl is quite an accomplishment.