I am grateful for time in the studio this morning.
I am grateful for kids who like to hang out together and have fun bouncing on the trampoline sometimes.
Ii am grateful for Farley, who, upon seeing a few modern paintings I found on Google Image search, thought, “Well I could do that.” and proceeded to paint a 24×43″ Kandinsky inspired painting. That thought, right there, represents 90% of what it takes to be an artist.
I am grateful for time spent in the studio this morning.
I am grateful for time spent with my kids. We jumped in the trampoline tonight, and then on Farley’s suggestion we made lemonade AND limade AND lemon-limade, and everyone they agreed it was all delicious. Limade was my favourite.
I am grateful for Alligator Pie. Still holds up like it always did.
I am grateful for time in the studio this morning, and with a great big 4×4′ canvas to get started on, too.
I am grateful for time spent with each oft lads tonight, practising lines with Coop for the musical he’s involved in, and playing with trains made out of blocks, and jumping on the trampoline in the rain with Farley.
I am grateful for Julie, who is lovely, contentious, hard working, and is a fierce mama bear.
I am grateful for a paddle around the gorge and then lunch with Farley. He’s a heckuva guy.
I am grateful for a night out with Julie. All my ranting about Old Stock, the play I saw on Wednesday, made her want to see it too, and so I got to see it again. Still magic. So glad I got to see it twice, and so glad I could do so sitting with m’girl.
I am grateful for a friend who offered to drive Farley to camp this morning; his kid is going to the same venue.
I am grateful for kids who are eager to kayak.
I am grateful for time spent in the studio.
I am grateful for Julie, who re-arranged her afternoon plans to accommodate my scheduling mixup with the dentist.
I am grateful for dinner with an old friend before going to a play.
And I am grateful as all heck for the play. It had that magic, the kind that not all theatre productions do. It was called Old Stock: an Immigrant Love Story, and if you ever get the chance to see it, you should!
I am grateful for 2 boys who were enthused and eager to get back to their spring break camps this morning.
I am grateful for a big honkin’ trip to Costco this evening. Bigger even, with the purchase of 2 kayaks. We’ve been thinking about it for a while, they were on sale, and so far anyway, I feel pretty good about it. We also picked up a used tandem one, so we’re all set for the summertime!
I am grateful for Julie. Among so many other things, she is such a great mom to our kids.
I am grateful for the leprechauns, who come every year and leave chocolate coins hidden all over the living room. Leprechauns are just one of many perks that come with marrying into an Irish family.
I am grateful for a friend who took Farley to a birthday party this morning, which greatly simplified things around here this morning.
I am grateful for time spent with my kiddos this afternoon. There are the moments they really REALLY push my buttons, but there’s also so much loveliness about them, and so much to delight in when they are working together on a racetrack for their lego cars, or putting together cardboard airplanes, or playing baseball with the neighbour kid at the park.
I am grateful for the invitation to be part of the Opus Art Supplies Visiting Artist series today. I did two 90 minute sessions, where I talked a bit about my work, and then demonstrated painting in front of a good crowd of people at the store. It sounds more daunting than it is; especially as this was my second time doing this. There were some great questions, and I really enjoyed connecting with the folks who were there to watch. I’m already looking forward to the next chance I get to do it.
I am grateful for a pot luck at a friends house with a good crowd of grownups and kids alike. We weren’t able to stay long, but it was nice to be there for the time we were.
I am grateful to have the house to myself with kids in bed. That was a fun day, but it was busy. I am able to pull off being an extrovert for a good long while, but it’s exhausting, and I am much more comfortable here in my quiet living room in a state of introversion right now.