One obligatory Thanksgiving picture: Garret was sound asleep...the beer bottle was added by someone who shall remain nameless, but he was so zonked--and this was before we ate dinner--that even several camera flashes didn't disturb him.
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Okay, I lied--one more picture. Everyone knows I don't cook anymore...well, like for the last 25 years, but I do make the twice-baked potatoes on Thanksgiving. Oh, maybe I should find the picture of the turkey to give Matthew equal billing for all his hard work...
So now I'm up to 3 pictures from Thanksgiving. He glazed the turkey with reduced apple cider which was pretty, but too much work and unnecessary.
I took the weekend off from creating more for the art shows, which also means quieting my head from designing the next project. I shopped instead! I went to the gem and jewelry show on Friday when everyone else seemed to be heading to the malls, though bought less than usual. I only want unique beads I don't already have or things I need to finish projects, like spacers. I did buy myself two presents--a rose-gold chain and a pair of Helenite dangling earrings that are a vibrant, gorgeous green. I rarely do that since I make jewelry--duh--but both were irrestible.
Yesterday I did my annual shop-till-you-drop in SF at the Concourse, one of my favorite things to do. Lennie came with me, and she was a good shopping buddy. If there had been a test, she would have gotten an A. But I no longer do any grading.... and that's what I am most grateful for this year--being retired from a 35-year career and allowing my brain to play and create art in the form of textiles and jewelry as the mood strikes me.
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