"Deep in my heart, I know there’s no promise I’ll be free from trouble in this life. In fact, I’m usually either getting out of trouble, currently in trouble, or about to meet trouble around the next corner."...... I hope you'll stick around for my "Lucille Ball/Gracie Allen" adventures. It promises to be a wild ride.
My Crazy Life – Beginning July 26, 2011 – Lucy paints the Cathedral
Tuesday, I hosted book club at my house. I would love to tell you all about it, but then, I’d have to kill you. What happens at book club stays at book club. Them’s the rules!
My best friend, Jessica, has been making a To Do list for the year. One of those to do’s was a painting class. Me, being me (Lucy) means I have been along for the ride on some of these adventures (remember New York City.)
So, when she mentioned painting, I said, “Sure, why not?” We walked into the store, grabbed our canvases, found an easel, and looked around thinking what the heck are we doing here! Did we really think that by the end of the night, we were doing to walk out of there with a painting of the St. Louis Cathedral (that we had painted?)
The class turned out to be quite interesting. The pictures were base sketched and we painted, shaded, and outlined to our heart’s content.
If I stand at the far side of the room and squint, I think I did a pretty good job. However, it does resemble the Cathedral in the aftermath of a hurricane and in need of repair, but it will work.
I was born a Lucy, so “Lucy” moments are nothing new for me. But, Jessica decided to have one for herself after painting class.
I found it very entertaining and warned her “payback’s a bitch”. She has enjoyed her share of my “Lucy” adventures and laughed right along side of me. It was now my turn.
As we rounded the corner of the shopping complex and headed to what looked like an exit, it was my turn to yell, “This is not an exit.” As we rolled to an abrupt stop (seatbelt check) before a gigantic mud puddle, Jessica’s defense was, “It could be an exit. It at least connects with a shell road where as you were heading over a curb!” A curb was just a technicality, that’s all I’m saying. Life is always an adventure (no matter which one of us is driving.)
I know everyone is wondering what The Princess and the Pea have been doing. I have re-named them. Ryka is always so lady-like, but that Calypso (Princess) is always getting into trouble, the Pea. Well, Hubby bought a utility trailer this past week. Not a big deal, well, it really is, but that’s not the point. I walked outside the other night and rang the bell to announce their dinnertime (stop laughing, they are well trained!) and I spotted movement out of the corner of my eye. The Princess and the Pea were sitting on the trailer like two queens. Funny how children and puppies play the same.