Well, today I am thankful to be here... This morning I went into Rhett's room to get his clothes for church. I opened the top part of his standing closet, noticed my anklet was lying on the floor. I sat down on his head to put it back on then stood up & hit my head on the corner of his closet door! I hollered then fell back on his bed crying in pain. Don who was shaving, asked what was wrong. Rhett told him I hit my head. By the time Don came in to see, my head was bleeding which scared me and made me cry more. When I looked in the bathroom mirror, I saw all this blood in my hair and we were going to church! I saw where it hit & it really wasn't that bad. I knew it did not require a trip to the ER for stitches. Don took a wet wash cloth to wipe the blood out of my hair. I didn't have time to wash it because it was nearing time for church. Maybe because of all those years of frosting my hair, the blood took to my hair folicle. I had one reddish streak, and was still a bit damp, but we went on to church thankful I was still here able to go. I kept thinking of Natasha Richardson. It was a sobering experience. I was the quietest I have been in a long time which is unsual for me. Thankfully the pain subsided during church service. We went out to eat although I did not eat as much which is a good thing as I need to shed some lbs anyway.
Rhett and I went to Walmart where I printed pictures of my friend Katharine and I at Genie's father's funeral as well as a few other photos.
Friday nite I took Rhett to a teenage art class at the PC art center. I remained there while he created his art. I'd brought two bags of supplies with me and created a neat piece of art with markers also. I took the original and made an 8x10 of it. I framed it just a few minutes ago, tried it out over the couch and fell in love with it. It is a keeper. My art on our walls. How cool is that? I took a picture of it on the wall, but I haven't uploaded pictures of this past week yet. I know I haven't put any on my blog either. Sorry. I will try to do better.
I also sold some more art on zazzle.com so I guess that means my mantra worked! I am not making a boatload of money as I dream of but I AM a sucessful artist because I sold something. Yeah me!