Tissue Tug-of-War

My brother-in-law says I'm the cheapest person he knows, because I used to tear tissues in half.

That was only when there were lots of children around and tiny sniffles to wipe. Why use a whole tissue for a little runny nose, then be forever running for another one. Half of a Kleenex will do now and the other half in ten minutes or so. With fewer little ones and runny noses to tend, I now have a good supply. Gone are the days of using part for now and the rest for later. I have graduated to a full tissue. Just thought you would like to know. Better than that, is the fact that I rarely get a cold anymore, too.

My Personal Progress

This shelf was purchased and hung on the stair wall a few years ago in an arrangement of photos and such. It has had the black and white factory pictures in the display ever since. Finally I got around to putting my own choice of background in the photo spots. Three picture sections makes it difficult to choose a specific family member, so artwork with a little fancy paper was selected instead. The artist is Jody Steen, a professional artist on display in several art galleries in Salt Lake. This 2x2 watercolor is all I could afford, but it is good. One baby-step of progress was completed. When will I find the time to get caught up with the demands of life? Probably never, but at least this is done. Check!

A Perfect Play and Performance

Pioneer Memorial Theater performed the play, Emma, recently. I had to go, so I bought the cheapest tickets, $27 and invited Melody to come get some refinement with me. The matinee was full of old folks like me, but she was a good sport. The stage was beautiful and amazing. A hidden door opened up in the floor so a bench could pop up. Two rotating twelve foot circles, also in the floor, made it possible for the actors to appear to be walking, but not go anywhere. Finely decorated panels moved back and forth, from side to side for no reason, but to keep us entertained while the set was quickly transformed. What great seats we had in the amazing theater.

That evening Allan and I went to the Utah Symphony. It was time to do it all, or if I waited too long to buy the tickets, do nothing. I took the leap and paid the price driving to Abravanel Hall on my lunch hour to get the tickets. Pictures could not be taken during the performance, but that didn't stop me from snapping some interesting ones of the before and after scenes. This gold leafed theater is close to being in heaven. Look at the interesting pattern the lights in the great entry hall make. Take the leap and attend a play, performance or 'piece of work' this spring.