Visual Art

That’s what I did today, absolutely nothing. In fact, I never really got out of my fuzzy slippers. I did get quite a bit of email written and caught up on a bunch of paperwork, but even then, all of my labor didn’t amount to much. It was a perfect, lazy Sunday.

Today was definitely one of those days. Woke up this morning, to find that Grace’s car had a flat tire. Had to frantically scramble to get Gwen to school and Grace to work and for me to run to work in the nick of time. Then I had to fight through the hell that is Edmond rush hour traffic to pick up Grace. Finally, to really top of the night, I changed out Grace’s tire for the spare. Can we just pretend that today didn’t happen?

It’s been almost two weeks since I last rode the bike and I’m really missing it. My stress levels are through the roof, I’m grumpy, tired, not sleeping well. Hopefully I can get on the bike tomorrow.

Most of the time, my department tends to eat lunch at our desks. However, we are all about to start an extremely large and complicated project on an insanely short deadline, so it seemed like a good day to take a proper lunch break and a group.

With all of the gatherings and events this week, my resolutions have already taken a delay. I am supposed to be going to bed on time, getting up early and getting some riding in. Instead here I am, groggy and disoriented, driving into work late. That’s ok though, one more week of holiday fun and then I’ll really get to work.

I’m not the only one who is drawn to taking photos of the sunset over Lake Hefner.

I’m still just captivated with the light I get in the office. I got this nice portrait of my colleague and good friend Steve with the nice morning light through the blinds. Steve and I have been working together off and on for a decade now. In fact, he gave me my first tech job here in OKC when i returned in 2002. i guess I have to thank him for a lot of my professional success here, but I won’t let him know that.

The Christmas tree finally came down today and went to the backyard for dismemberment. Now to pack up all of the ornaments, wreathes, candles and candy canes for another year.

Continuing my post illness need for partying, Iva, Una and I made of evening out of a visit to the gun range and then a trip to the local nautical themed bar, The Porthole.

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Not that I am encouraging anyone to take up smoking nor do I miss it, but it does make for some great photos. This was taken on the last night I would see Iva for this trip. We had a great evening of shooting guns and consuming libations (and yes,in that order).

I always love the chance to see this dear friend and I miss her when she’s gone. However, at least I can be sure that when she is gone, she is collecting some great stories for the next time I see her.