The past several weeks have been really busy getting ready for this week’s art show, my first sidewalk event.  I started five paintings at once and worked on them simultaneously, finishing this past Monday.  Relieved, I then went on to get ready for my dad’s birthday party which is tomorrow, right after the art show closes for the day.

While painting, my house kind of went on strike from neglect….dust bunnies were the least of my worries….so I went from painting artsy mode to cleaning- laundry, mopping floors, scrubbing bathrooms from top to bottom, dusting/polishing, planning menus, shopping for food and birthday, baking,  etc.  And in the midst of the flurry, I’d walk by my paintings and see something I’d missed, pull out the paint brushes, paint again…it became an obsession.  I’d start dinner, see something, tell Mark to hold on for a minute and two hours later get back to the business of fixing dinner…Thank goodness my guys are patient with me.

The fact that I’ve been free to create- writing, painting, publishing, and now participating in an art show; shows me that my son is doing so much better…and I am forever grateful.  And it would seem things couldn’t get better than that.   Miracle one.

And yet it does…..to be able to celebrate my father’s 84th birthday this Saturday with a small family get together is so special.   Two years ago he was diagnosed with cancer and not given much hope for survival….And yet here he is, celebrating 84 years young!  Miracle two.

It’s a weekend to smile about……….  heart smiles…………