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For some reason the images look really saturated. Imagine that they don’t…
A couple weekends ago, I took a bunch of my art to the “new” gallery downtown because there was interest in one of my paintings, “Healing”. The owner wanted to see anything I had though, so I made Jason my carry boy and we dragged in my stuff! She ended up accepting these 4 pieces and helped me price them and they will be up in the gallery soon! It was a real encouragement and since I became a member of the gallery, a real motivation to do more paintings. Jason is forcing me to do at least one a month:-) I think it will be good for me.
ALSO…I entered this painting
into the Arts Festival that 5Stones is putting on in the AU Chapel this coming weekend and ended up winning “Most Thematic” and $50! Also very encouraging for me to keep up my painting. Especially seeing that this is a new painting I did for the Red Red office and I hadn’t completed a painting since 2006 which most of the 4 above are from (2005 & 2006). I feel like it’s the kind of outlet I need and I see how God is opening doors and providing the motivation I need to continue it even after the baby comes- ESPECIALLY after the baby comes. I’m not going to let that stop me- I’ll let it inspire me and when the kid gets a little older, they can paint with me! That will be fun:-)
15 weeks left doesn’t seem like a long time. I’ve been told it will feel like forever in the last few weeks, cause you just want to have the kid already! Minus the sciatica in my back, I’ve started to finally enjoy being an oven for the little bun. At 25 weeks the major hunger kick has happened, and I am stuffing my face full of grapes and chocolate chip cookies and sunchips and tatertots. Please don’t lecture me on health food. I’m eating enough of that- but let’s face it, that’s not what’s going to cut it at 11pm when I’m getting punched from the inside and feeling like if I don’t eat something I’ll puke. Not that grapes really cut it- but I’ve just been liking sour-ish fruits, (see Week 15).
I’m starting to plan out meals now a days, something that was a real struggle for me in the past, and 1 week of that has been a success! My mom helped me decide on like 30 meals that were easy for me to make, some I can freeze ahead of time, others that I can just use the same stuff for. It’s no food network around my house, but atleast we’re not spending cash on Subway and Wendy’s and the Rootbeer Stand like we were all the time. Plus I got most all I need for about 25 meals for $147. That’s like Jason and I can eat for almost a month for under $3 a day each. That’s almost as little as the kids in Africa. Well, not quite. Plus we’re still going to grab something to go or get take out once a week, cause that’s just what we like to do. I’ve been a coupon clipper lately though, something new for me, and am relishing in my savings:-)
Next is to pin down what I’m doing about the diaper situation. I think I have it somewhat figured out. And anyone who scoffs at my cloth diaper dreams can stuff their sorries in a sack when 3 kids later I’ve only spent around $500-800 on diapers and they’ve spent close to $6,000. Not to mention less diaper rash cream and less trash in the landfills. I don’t mind taking the extra laundering measures, and the actual changing them isn’t as time consuming as people might think. So I’m sticking to my guns on this issue!
And finally, I’m going to see how the whole make your own detergent thing works. Whether I like liquid or dry better, etc. I’m super excited about making it and making my own cleaners and things- I bought some Borax, Washing Soda, and Fels-Naptha the other day, which made me feel all old-timey. I also am stocking up on Baking Soda, Lemon Juice and Vinegar and looking into all their uses. It’s alot. And they are cheap. Makes my credit card companies really happy. Cause then I can send more money their way and not on all the other crap I buy. 
Last Wednesday Jason and I had a brilliant idea. We had a rare free night and it was in the upper 50’s- and partly sunny so off to the Cemetery with the dogs we went. We had never walked the lanes there together let alone with the dogs, but it wouldn’t be as muddy as Byer’s Woods. On the way to the cemetery however, I turned around while Jason was driving, and to my dismay I noticed that Spencer was doing his poop dance.
“NO!” I yelled- he looked scared- you could tell he was trying not to, but it was coming, and there was nothing his little doggie will could do to stop it. Thankfully we have a washable dog cover on our back seat, but I still had visions of 8 dog paws caked with poop and a hideious smell never to be rid of.
Then I knew what I had to do.
I had 3 plastic bags with me for while we walked, so I took one out and after trying to loosen the locked seatbelt around me, twisted my awkward, pregnant body towards the back seat and made my hand and the plastic bag Spence’s toilet.
The next 5 seconds seemed like 5 minutes- how much more poop did this dog have packed away! I was losing my balance, the smell was overpowering, there was too much warmth and too little space between the poop, the plastic bag and my hand. Not to mention the tear in the bag that was a little too close for comfort. He finally finished and I closed it up put it in yet another bag and rolled down my window. My gag reflex was surely going to do me in.
Needless to say I was in a bad mood for a while after that, but once we found a trash can on the cemetery route, I had forgtotten the warm feeling on my hand and we had a fairly pleasant experience.
Jason and I love history and names so it was fun to read all the tombstones and see when people lived, we even saw Elmore and Elizabeth France’s graves, who I had found walking there with Leah once, who happen to be first people to live in our house! It was built in 1920 and Elmore died in 1923- in our house.
Regardless of the minor stresses of the evening, I think we’ll try it again on another warm day. For now I’m going to lay here in head cold misery and use my weight in kleenex’s. And maybe cough up my other lung to make it even. Sorry, baby, for all the jolting and loud noises!
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