Today I finished polyurethaning the happy little star table. It belongs in the screened-in porch rather than the living area of the house but I love it just the same ... warps and all.
Later I went out to meet my new student ... Andreas from Germany ... 17 years old ... and anxious to kayak and rid his English of accents. Only 4 three hour sessions but I think I will have fun. I still have no idea what I will be paid. I do not make a very good business woman I am afraid.
I came home and mowed the grass (taking breaks to pick up sticks and stones and pull weeds) and broke out all over in a type of hives from the stinging nettle which has infected the whole place! Aiiyiyi! Mud Mama suggested a cool shower without soap. No good. I have taken antihistamines to little avail. The internet suggests remedying with more stinging nettle. Just the thought is scary. Tomorrow I will stop at the pharmacy enroute to more garage and yard sales to get Calomine or Benadryl or whatever the pharmacist suggests.
I checked out a garage sale this afternoon and left my phone number if they decide they are interested in selling a wooden chair I liked (which is not for sale) and tomorrow I will go to others in the area to scope out chairs or other potentially happy furniture.
I may also stop at the Black Sheep on Sunday because a former student, Josh Dolgin, is performing ... maybe I will invite Andreas and his brothers to join me. This is an interesting family group ... their mom, a judge, is with them learning French, and the four boys (aged 11 - 17) are all learning English. Andreas wants to kayak. The youngest who is an eleven year old version of Sarah's outgoing happy son wants to do archery practice. The other two are musicians and we hope they will become part of the Kaffe 1870's open mic evening. One of them wants to do some rock climbing. I suspect they would like to find some young people to associate with. Every one of their teachers is ancient. I think I am the youngest! :-(
Daughter #1 headed back home today. She will be back next week when Daughter #2 has her MRI. I hope I will see both of them then and that the news that comes a week after the MRI will be gloriously good ... that there is no invasion of liver, lungs, skeleton or lymph nodes and that the remedy will be a simple lumpectomy plus a course of radiation. This is a scary time for all of us. Keep those good thoughts and white light beaming down, please.