The last couple of days Josh and JoJo have been in town for Indian Market and it has been so good to see them. Friday I was able to hang out with JoJo and another artist Amy, while shopping downtown. It was insane trying to find parking downtown! It took me 45 minutes to find a spot. It wasn't too far from where we were shopping, but it wasn't the most convenient place either. Tonight we went to the gallery showing for Josh and Amy and then went to dinner at El Farol. Dinner was really good and the conversation was even better. It was a lot of fun-but I had a little more to drink than I should have. Tomorrow Josh, JoJo and Amy are coming over for breakfast before they have to be at the gallery. We aren't sure how much more time we will have to see them before they have to leave as this is such a busy time for them. We don't want to monopolize what free time they have, but it is so nice to see them.
Josh's new work includes three large bears that are called "The Conspirators". So far only two of the three are in clay molding, the third still needs to be started. But the sketches that Josh had available were really terrific. It looks like each is displaying various characteristics such as intelligence or pondering lifes mysteries, laughing, and curiosity. The three bears would look wonderful around a pond, or as Patrick pointed out, on the roof acting as gargoyles. Yes, gargoyles on the roof would be interesting. Since Herbie died, there hasn't been a constant presence to keep the elephants away. Maybe these bears would do the job...
The crack is going well. I found out that the pushy guide who had been helping me was Patrick. Go figure. I am finally starting to get the hang of this game and am actually enjoying it. Just in time to start school. Again...go figure.
I have done no preparation for school. Okay, so I have looked over the math a little, but nothing extraordinary. I read the articles for psych, but didn't really retain the material. I haven't assembled my notebooks yet. I am just a slight elevation above slacker right now. But, truthfully, I'm not really worried. Math isn't a problem for me, at least not anymore. The articles we will be discussing in class so the material will be refreshed. And my notebooks...eh. For the most part, I have enjoyed my summer vacation and as such I intend to enjoy this last day of it as well.
My little sister put a quote on her myspace page that I found interesting. "A wise woman kisses, but does not love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left." Now I wonder, is that a wise woman or a cold one? Is there any real distinction between the two? Do we live in such a cynical society that a woman must guard her heart so thoroughly in order to avoid the pain of heartbreak? I have known love's joy and pain. Would I want to subject myself to that again? Absolutely. Because even with all the pain, and there can be copious amounts of it, there is still the joy that you experience. The way you light up when he walks in the room. The way he looks at you when he doesn't think you notice. The warmth of his hand taking yours. Watching him smile at you as he wakes up in the morning. Perhaps I will come to learn otherwise in the future, but I don't think I am ready to be a "wise woman".
