One Never Knows

Last Monday I signed up for a seminar given by McKenzie Willamette Hospital. By the time the event rolled around on Wednesday I was thinking I should just stay home, Rocky was sick with a cold and it seemed like a waste of gas.

Rocky encouraged me to go, so I got dressed in decent clothes and ran to town. Turned out that the event wasn't all that interesting; half was about when to go to the emergency room verses waiting for a doctor's appointment. The ER doctor giving the talk said that if you feel you're having a medical emergency you need to go to the emergency room. The other half was about skin care, and was basically two women promoting the products they sell. So, I wouldn't have missed much if I'd stayed home, but I did see a gal there that I used to work with. She was by herself too, so we sat together and did some catching up. I also happened to be a door prize winner. My prize was an Arbonne lip gloss and a makeup party. For those of you who know me, you're probably laughing as you read this; I rarely wear any makeup.

For Christmas Rocky's sister, Tami, bought tickets for the family to see Ain't Misbehavin'. It was fun, but not like any musical I've ever seen; there wasn't any acting in between scenes. The performers had beautiful voices, but all the song were from the 20's, 30's, and 40's so I wasn't familiar with them.

Now it's Monday and I'm supposed to be working.

Project Update

Here is another photo of the scarf:

I'm almost done with the weaving, but I have run out of weft, so I'll be picking some more up tomorrow.

I tried to get a photo of the red-breasted sapsucker that spends a lot of time on this tree:
but he's really shy.

Here is a squirrel that I watched for the better part of a day:

He made more than a dozen trips to our patio where Rocky cleaned some black walnuts last fall.  The squirrel kept finding nuts along the side of the concrete.  He'd always come up on the patio going and coming.  He'd find a nut, head across the driveway, stop in the middle of the driveway to readjust the nut, jump up on the log pile to look around, he'd find a special hiding place on the side of the hill, bury the nut, and then retrace his steps to the patio.  Each nut was given a different hiding place.