Showing posts with label Don Lewis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Don Lewis. Show all posts

Thursday, February 23, 2023

These are a few of my favorite things

Sorry for the silence, dear readers, it's been a loopy couple of weeks.

Rather than go into everything else, I wanted to post some photos of the gifts I received during our belated Christmas gift exchange. If you recall, we were hoping Younger Daughter would make it home for a late Christmas, but she had to report straight to her stateside naval base for some training. She's planning on coming to see us in May.

So, in her absence, we finally exchanged our gifts. Here are my favorites.

Don knows I admire Jackie Clay, homesteader extraordinaire, so he obtained one of her books...

...signed by her! I was thrilled. (It's an excellent book. Highly recommended.)

Earlier, Older Daughter had asked me to keep track of all the books I read over the course of 2022, then provide her with a list. From this, she made the most clever craft imaginable: an ornament with the books "miniaturized" down.

It's entrancing, seriously so. The "book" part is folded-up bits of paper, with color copies of the front cover on both the front and back sides of each book.

Honestly, it's riveting to turn the ornament around like a kaleidoscope.


I liked it so well I hung it at eye level by my computer.

Younger Daughter sent a box of gifts for us, some of which were purchased in Japan. My special gift, however, was an oil painting of her parrot Lihn.

It's beautifully executed in oils on wood, rendered from a photograph I sent her of Lihn taking a bath in a bowl of water.

She admitted it was cheeky to send me a painting of HER bird that I'M taking care of while she's in the Navy, but it's just a beautiful painting.

And those, dear readers, are a few of my favorite things.

Wednesday, March 17, 2021

Colliding thoughts

"I’ve decided something," Don announced this morning. “I can no longer have two thoughts in my head.”

When pressed for an explanation for this out-of-the-blue statement, he admitted two thoughts tend to cancel each other out.

For example, he was working on a project in the shop that required him to bring something into the house to complete (he wanted to glue two pieces of wood together, but it was too cold in the shop for the glue to set). But while thinking about this, he started thinking about how he was going to do another project as well. The net result of these two conflicting thoughts was he walked to the house without the pieces of wood to glue. The pieces remained in the shop.

"It’s not that I’m absent minded," he concluded. "I’m omni-minded."

I'm of two minds about the whole thing.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Husband of the Boss

Hey, look over to the right-hand side of my blog! See the notice that says "Husband of the Boss"? That's my husband. (Shhhh, he's actually the boss but don't tell him I said so.)

Anyway, some of you may know that my husband is a very talented writer of political humor/satire. He's decided to piggyback on this blog and write some stuff of his own. Take a look and let him know what you think!