Gerry and Wesley have gone to get me some tortilla soup from Torreros, the one thing that makes me happy when I am sick. Yes, I am sick, again! I can't believe this. I was just thinking earlier in the week that I was finally starting to feel better from the Bronchitis from Hell that I have had since August and now I have a stinkin' head cold.
I have been working at the Montessori school in Pittsboro all week, and precious as they are, the little germy things have given this to me I'm sure. There wasn't a one in the bunch that didn't have a runny nose and all week I have been saying "oh Lord, I'm gonna get this". Well I did. I hate TV right now and I am having to stay upstairs because we haven't had heat downstairs in two weeks thanks to a broken circuit board on the gas pack and a sorry home warranty company that doesn't care that it snowed here two days ago and shipped the parts by slow ground!"Parts oughta be there in a week or so..." was their reply when I called. So, after I got home this morning I hit the bed and sat with my computer all afternoon watching Jack White videos on You Tube and blogging about. Is this not pitiful?! Well, I caught up with all of you and your great new studios and your pottery making for shows and I am envious but happy that there are so many busy potters being optimistic and moving forward with their craft. It gives me great hope, truly. So, I ponder..... why is it that I really love working with kids, but I get sick when I am around them? I really love making pottery, but I have to go about it in the absolutely most difficult way possible, I love the theater, but the last show I did, they didn't have the funds to pay me(oh yeah!) and I would like to be a rock star but I have no musical talent and I am tone deaf(I'm not real serious about this one, but wouldn't it be fun to rock out with Jack White? I know it would be for me!) Also, I would like to paint, but I want instant gratification, I can't wait for the process of painting, I want the picture NOW! My uncle was a painter and everyone was always saying to me "oh you have your Uncle Charlie's talent" Talent, yes, patience no. (I'm adding this one because I got a whiff of some oil paints recently and it sent me back to some great memories of art classes I had in Pawley's Island when I was a teenager.) Once upon a time, I had a real job making good money, but I hated it.... I could go on and on, but I'll spare you. I will say, I have a great life, a great family, but I swear, there are days that really try me. This ramble is brought to you by fever and lack of heat for two weeks and a lack of energy to do anything else but babble on my blog! According to my daughter's latest reading on Quantum Mechanics(I know!?), if you are not at home and things are happening in your house with no one there to perceive it, the house is in a parallel universe. That's kinda how I feel right now. So there you have it, no photos of pots or creative juices flowing, just the ramblings of a sick girl sick of being sick!!!! PS: I love all of the music videos this week, especially Devo! Be well, everyone, there is a busy month ahead!