The world is but a canvas
to our imaginations.
Henry David Thoreau
Good morning, everyone. Had a wonderful day yesterday. The weather was perfect, and it was a good day to be out and about. In the morning I had exercise class. Then a delicious and hearty lunch of pepper steak, egg noodles, and mixed veggies...
Afterwards I attended my first art class. When I first retired there were two things I really wanted to do...art and ceramics. This was our first class, and our instructor wanted to see where we were at....or, as in my case, where we were not at. Our first assignment was a green teapot which is surrounded by lemons and baby pumpkins. Mine was downright embarrassing, but at least I was able to laugh about it. The instructor said each of us sees things differently so no two painting will be alike. I replied, "Trouble is, that's not the way I see it." Next week he is going to start instructing us the proper approach to art...how to hold a brush, shadowing, etc.
Isn't she pretty? I just couldn't resist her. The globe itself is only about an inch tall. She is so tiny I was surprised I was able to get a picture of her.
When I stepped into the lobby I was overwhelmed with the smell of toast burning, and I fumed about my neighbor. They are not very clean, and whenever they put their oven on, you get the smell of burnt toast and cheese. Guess they never clean their oven. However, as I approached my apartment I saw the door opened, and hubby was sitting on the sofa grinning from ear to ear at the look on my face. Seems he decided to roast the peanuts I had brought home and totally burnt them. I couldn't get mad at him. Not with that look he had on his face.
Speaking of hubby, did I tell you he destroyed our microwave, and we had to buy a new one? He decided to clean it and soaped it up well, so well that soapy water seeped through the hole and got into the motor. Those who have been around for awhile probably remember when he immersed my coffee machine in water to clean it. Or the time he used special paint to coat the bottom of the coffee pot and the burner under it, for what reason I don't know. The paint stayed on, but it stunk so bad we had to get rid of it. For someone who completed AC and Refrigeration classes you would think he would know better. Good thing I love him.
Well, that's about it for today. I'm off to the shower and then heading out to the old center to do some coloring. Have a good one.