There's nothing that makes me happier than a springy new paint brush and plenty of paint. Does that make me simple or materialistic? Bless you Dick Blick. You've brought me out of the winter dulldrums. I have to finish up my quarterly bookkeeping this week. We'll just see how powerful the promise of a new paintbrush is to get me through the yucky book work.
Midge had another first this week. She jumped in the car all by herself. (And probably a last too. So far we've been unable to coax a second attempt) Little Gidget is fairly springy, but I doubt she'll ever be able to jump that high. Every morning Midge, Gidget and I make the 7 block journey to my parents' house for a visit and a cup of coffee. Mom thinks she has her own private therapy dogs. Midge has gotten really brave and has explored Grandma and Grandpa's house from top to bottom, while Gidget is content to lie in front of the heat register in their cozy kitchen.
I had a lot of fun painting this week.
Here are the results of our efforts.