The Journey

We're heading west for a few days. Seattle. Vancouver. I think it sounds like fun.

The Day

Tomorrow will be a good day of packing and kickbacking. Creating the workshop took much longer than I thought it would. And there were times when I questioned my sanity when I considered how long it was taking me. But in the end, I think it will be a decent workshop and I don't think I could have done it differently. Well obviously I could have, but does that need to be discussed at this point? I highly doubt it.

Tonight Husbandman got home from China. He bought us some cool sounding gifts, but he lost the bag of gifts at the airport in Hong Kong. That wasn't the best news I ever heard in my life, but I was so pleased to see him I reassured him that it didn't matter, and I was honestly speaking with honesty. He had to go to sleep pretty much right away because he had been up for almost 30 hours, so I'll catch up with him tomorrow. We have some tasks ahead of us, so I'm hoping he's rested as can be by sunup.

The Toast

Husbandman returns home in a few hours and I know everyone here will be thrilled. I've been remiss about offering the offspring food and drink made at the home site, but we've had some great meals out at dining establishments in town. When our bevvies arrived last night, Teendaughter called for a toast. I raised my glass and exclaimed, "I'm sorry for not feeding you guys."
We clinked glasses, but after drinking #1 son opined, "You know, an apology isn't typically used as a toast."
He's probably right, but it felt like something I had to say.

The Craziness

I've gone over the deep end. Sure I've had some setbacks. Tooth problems. Job interview. But really, why can't I finish off the Kabul workshop? I'm almost done wockawockawocka, but I'm not done. And I'm almost getting complacent about not done mode. I was really trying to finish today but I couldn't get any good ideas. Maybe tomorrow, the ideas will come.

The Summer

Even though I've been working hard writing the workshop, I'm still enjoying summer mode. Today I've not showered, and I drove #1 son to work in my jammies. I more fully appreciate how some citizens in this great land of ours just "let themselves go." It would be so easy to stay in sweatpants bedhead mode for all time. #1 son says I don't really look that bad, but he may be enabling me, I'm not sure. This is probably how it starts.

The Happiness

Met with Mitz yesterday and come to find out, the workshop I've been designing is over the top conceptually. I must pare down, but I have a pare down plan. I'm feeling better about it all since I went out to breakfast with JW, bought some clothing, and then bought some shoes. Everyday should begin like this I believe.

The Hoosier

Because I couldn't sleep last night, I listened to about 8 hours of talk about Michael Jackson on PRI. I wondered why no one was interviewing Paul McCartney. Paul and Michael wrote and sang some songs together and I liked the video they made with Linda, long time ago. My favorite Michael songs are probably the Jackson 5 songs. One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl. Et cetera.

I'm back to liking the workshop a little. It doesn't have specific parts any more. It's just a string of more and more activities. I can't seem to get it to settle down and be a workshop.

The Series

I've not been taking many pix lately, so I was excited to begin a new photo essay today called, "Man Going To China." After snapping the initial shot, Husbandman asked that I not take any more pictures. I explained to him about the "Man Going to China" series and after giving it some thought he told me I could take one more photograph and that would have to be it for the series.

I told him that 2 pictures really didn't make for much of a series. But H wasn't feeling it, so the shoot shut down for the day. As you can see from this second shot, the series could have been fantastic.

That's just how it goes sometimes in the world of semi-professional photography.