Big Weekend!!

I didn’t think it was possible, but the older we get, the busier we become. I sure hope this is true for everybody over 65?

Ginger taught her Bob Ross Painting class on Saturday, August 16, 2014 at the Troy Hayner Culture Center. This freed me up from l0:00 a.m. to 3:00 p.m. By the time I finished the notes left on the kitchen bar, the afternoon was shot.

“Be at the center around 3:00 p.m. to help me load the car,” she wrote.
“Don’t forget to bring the bread basket, butter, and the three berry pie laying on the dinning room table. You’ll have to also bring the drinks you’ll need. Bring me bottled water,” she dictated. “We have to be at your class reunion by 4:00 p.m.

Just like the Queen Bee ordered, I was parked at the Center around 2:45 p.m. I decided to wait a little while before I advanced. Approximately at 3:15 p.m. I made my way to the studio. Everyone was still painting. I then walked the floor and admired their work, and told everyone there that their painting looked fantastic. They were painting The Northern Lights. Truthfully, they all looked great.

As the room slowly became vacant, I started cleaning the workstations, while Ginger took care of her precious brushes and left over paint dollops. By 3:50 p.m. we were ready to head for my class reunion in Houston, OH. Jon Ingle, has been honoring our class with an annual Fish Fry for many years now. With only 34 classmates, we usually have a very good turn out. It’s always good to see your classmates, and listen to all the stories everyone has to offer.

We were probably the last ones to arrive. The invitations said they would meet at 2:00 p.m. Eat at 4:00 p.m. And leave when everyone had left. The grub was outstanding, especially the fish. Jon broke out some homemade wine, and those that sampled, voted on the Apple Riesling as best of show and taste.

Ginger was suppose to put on a painting demonstration, but instead she simply gave a brief talk on how she became a Bob Ross instructor, and her passion and gift she has for painting. She emphasized that her main reason for teaching, was to help bring out the creative spirit that each of us possesses.

The day ended with a deep sigh.

“Don’t forget, we’re having the grandchildren for a sleep over tomorrow night,” Ginger interjected out of the blue.

“What time is all of this happening?” I asked bravely.

“We should haves the hamburgers and hot dogs ready by 4:30 p.m.” she responded without taking a breath. “Trey, Ella, and Roman will be staying over night.”

This week’s bottom line: You remember the television show Leave It To Beaver? The new series is called Leave It To Ginger!

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