Not such an exciting week.
That’s okay. Steady is good.
I spent a bit of time researching judges and
then we voted in the primaries on Monday (ahead of the Tuesday rush.) The one thing I miss about California is the
sample vote booklet they’d send out ahead of time—all the issues, the pros, the
cons. In Arkansas, you have to research
it yourself. I expect it’s in the
newspaper, but we don’t subscribe to that.
We decided not to vote for the incumbent accused of bashing in someone’s
car window and demoting the person who ran against him last time. But the judges—there’s really not a lot of
information to go on. None of them had
signs hanging over their head saying: “I make liberal decisions,” or “I make
conservative decisions.” But their
decisions MATTER.
I finally got Dwolla resolved and got paid, YEA! It’s kind of slick. They take 25 cents from each transaction over
$10. Nothing if it’s below that. If you keep your money with Dwolla, its
pooled with other funds—so maybe they make money holding on to our money. I didn’t keep it there. I moved it to my bank. And I have a new website to write up for
Complete IRA. This one is a
do-it-yourself solo 401k plan.
I visited with Jacqui on the phone about MoldRX4U.com and
working on a joint venture. It sounds
positive. And I have found some other
businesses that I want to connect with. Thursday, after my mastermind meeting with
other copywriters, I decided to take the plunge and sign up for the copywriter’s
Boot camp in Del Ray, FL in late October.
I certainly hope that by then I’ve earned enough $$ to pay for it.
Wednesday I went to the home of my new friend and played
with clay. It was lots of fun. Wow.
One quickly realizes what a rank beginner one is and how much there is
to learn. I brought some clay home to
work with. I made a coil bowl. It bears strong resemblance to “happy hands a
home.” But I prefer to call it “rustic.” What I find very appealing is the work she
did pressing different kinds of leaves, flowers and seed pods into the
clay. I love mom’s vase like that. I came home all excited about the many
possibilities… she even has an old kiln that could be refurbished and
used. But as I pondered my priorities, I
decided I really just wanted to be a “clay-mate groupie.” I didn’t want to do ALL the work and put in
all the time and take it seriously.
Whatever would I do with all the clay things I made? So I think I will hang on her shirt tails and
maybe buy a little clay here and pay for the use of her kiln (and hope my
poorly made stuff doesn’t blow up her stuff.)
Maybe I’ll make Christmas presents for the next 10 years…
Friday we went to the open house for one of our graduating
seniors. It was a lovely time to visit
Ashley and other church friends. And the
food was mighty tasty, too. Tom went to
the graduation that evening. One of our
9th grade friends who got to play with the high school band to
replace the graduating seniors- commented on the eternal nature of Pomp and
Circumstance. She said she sure hoped
they changed the song before she graduated!
Saturday morning, Tom went out with the missionaries. He called at about 12:40 to let me know that
the wedding we thought was at 2 pm, was really at 1—and he was 30 minutes away. So I met him at the Baptist church and it was
a sweet wedding. Again, we got to mingle
with church members we don’t usually get to see.
Then in the evening we gathered at a members home to
progress on the ham radio thing. Those
of us who weren’t “hammies” just went there for the food. We chatted about our small things, while
those who took and passed the test discussed ham radios, base stations,
antennas and other such things.
When we got home, close to 9pm, Tom reminded me of Sunday’s
Linger Longer after church. We organized
the left-over brownies and congo squares Tom had baked for Saturday’s dinner, and I made some pasta
salad. It was a long day.
Sunday we had a good sacrament meeting. I taught Relief Society. It was an easy lesson—President Uchtdorf’s
talk on “The Merciful Obtain Mercy” from April General Conference. I had good audience participation so I think
it went well. One of the sisters said
she managed to stay awake. High praise,
I figure.
After we visited and gnoshed on some tasty salads. The kids made quick work of the brownies and
congo squares. And now it seems like nap
time. ZZzzzz…z….z
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