I’m having Hobby Lobby withdrawals. Toby is quaking in his boots. I am using the excuse that the oil in the Camry needs changing, and I must make a trip to Lawton. I invited the Junk Diva to go with me, but her Junk Hunk is home today. Last night I attended the kick-off/membership drive at the Art Guild all by myself. The meeting was held at a local art collector’s home. The collectors lived in NM back in the late 40’s and have some great pieces of art from some very famous Taos artists back in the day. Their home was amazing. Jesse was supposed to attend the meeting with me, but she opted to go with friends to some sort of Beatle's show in Lawton. Such is life. One of Jesse’s young men volunteered to go to the art guild meeting with me (be my date). That was nice of him, but then I would have to be nice all evening. If one of us was going to get to be a martyr, it was going to be me.
Ashley was the only student at art yesterday. I don’t mind. I like having her all to myself. Although when I got paint all over my face, she did laugh pretty hard. Next time she gets paint on her face, I may not tell her at all – paybacks.
Maybe I am having more than Hobby Lobby withdrawals. Maybe I am missing the party atmosphere of the holidays, the time spent with Jesse, etc. While talking to the Diva this morning, I invited myself to a party at her house. Well, actually I suggested she have a party and invite me.
I've done two watercolors lately, and I really dislike both of them. Hobby Lobby here I come!