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Catching up
Nov. 12th, 2021 07:38 pmIt's been a full week since we unloaded the glaze kiln. In that time, I've:
1. Packed and shipped eight boxes of pottery to customers from Connecticut to California.
2. Driven to Olympia and back delivering pottery to a gallery.
3. Had my most successful Saturday Market ever.
I've made forty mugs for Great Harvest Bakery, twenty pasta service bowls for a special order, as well as pie plates, dessert plates, casseroles, squared bakers, and small covered crocks. And a cookie jar.
It's been a busy week.
Denise and I also braved public spaces Wednesday night for a month-late birthday celebration, going to see Post Modern Jukebox at the Hult Center. We had our masks and ID and vaccination cards, tickets... and totally forgot to bring teddy bears. (Guess I'll just have to play them some YouTube videos.) The show was great, six-piece band, emcee and three soloists and a tap dancer, doing everything from a Cab Calloway cover of "Thriller" to "Dancing Queen" in hot jazz. The final encore was the "Friends" theme, evolving over the decades from 1920 to 1990. Much fun, highly recommended.
On the less fun side, my trike's got a flat tire. I fixed the tube, only to have it go flat on me again down at Santa Clara Square, necessitating a walk home. On the upside, I was able to stop and collect Denise's arthritis meds at Walgreen on the way home. On the downside, it took the better part of an hour, between waiting in line, getting the insurance sorted, and finally having the prescription made up. I really miss BiMart Pharmacy, where everybody knew our names.
Also less fun, Wednesday, the van's horn went off for no reason. It was in the carport, where I can't access the hood to open, and in backing out, I backed into the car. No real damage, just a bent license plate, but it didn't help nerves already jangled by the horn. Finally got the hood open and the battery disconnected, so I could hear myself think, read the manual and found the correct fuse to remove. Unfortunately, it's also the fuse for the tail lights, so I'll have to run it down to my mechanic on Monday to have it fixed properly; we'll definitely be driving after dark during Holiday Market.
Not doing Saturday Market tomorrow, because Denise and I are going to a bookbinding workshop at Maude Kerns Art Center. Will try to get some pictures to post. Meanwhile, here are some pictures from last Sunday's Great Pottery Boxing Marathon.
1. Packed and shipped eight boxes of pottery to customers from Connecticut to California.
2. Driven to Olympia and back delivering pottery to a gallery.
3. Had my most successful Saturday Market ever.
I've made forty mugs for Great Harvest Bakery, twenty pasta service bowls for a special order, as well as pie plates, dessert plates, casseroles, squared bakers, and small covered crocks. And a cookie jar.
It's been a busy week.
Denise and I also braved public spaces Wednesday night for a month-late birthday celebration, going to see Post Modern Jukebox at the Hult Center. We had our masks and ID and vaccination cards, tickets... and totally forgot to bring teddy bears. (Guess I'll just have to play them some YouTube videos.) The show was great, six-piece band, emcee and three soloists and a tap dancer, doing everything from a Cab Calloway cover of "Thriller" to "Dancing Queen" in hot jazz. The final encore was the "Friends" theme, evolving over the decades from 1920 to 1990. Much fun, highly recommended.
On the less fun side, my trike's got a flat tire. I fixed the tube, only to have it go flat on me again down at Santa Clara Square, necessitating a walk home. On the upside, I was able to stop and collect Denise's arthritis meds at Walgreen on the way home. On the downside, it took the better part of an hour, between waiting in line, getting the insurance sorted, and finally having the prescription made up. I really miss BiMart Pharmacy, where everybody knew our names.
Also less fun, Wednesday, the van's horn went off for no reason. It was in the carport, where I can't access the hood to open, and in backing out, I backed into the car. No real damage, just a bent license plate, but it didn't help nerves already jangled by the horn. Finally got the hood open and the battery disconnected, so I could hear myself think, read the manual and found the correct fuse to remove. Unfortunately, it's also the fuse for the tail lights, so I'll have to run it down to my mechanic on Monday to have it fixed properly; we'll definitely be driving after dark during Holiday Market.
Not doing Saturday Market tomorrow, because Denise and I are going to a bookbinding workshop at Maude Kerns Art Center. Will try to get some pictures to post. Meanwhile, here are some pictures from last Sunday's Great Pottery Boxing Marathon.
