Rachel Sees Art

We had Rachel come and stay with us last weekend. I didn’t pick her up till after work on Friday. Karen stayed at home because she wasn’t feeling all that great and since I stopped and chatted a little, it was getting a little late before we arrived at our house. We talked about what we might have to eat and decided to go to Pizza Ranch, a place Rachel likes. When we got home we watched Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Unfortunately, it didn’t get over till almost midnight so we were all pretty tired.

We had to get an early start because there were a couple of things we had been planning for Saturday. The Marion Arts Festival started at 10:00 and we figured we had to be there pretty close to starting time to fit our activities in. Karen and I usually go alone and ride the motorcycle. We have a spot behind a dumpster across the street from the festival that we usually park in but with Rachel along we had to find a regular spot to park the van. Karen told me I ought to be pulling over starting about 3 or 4 blocks out. My philosophy is to drive right up to the place to see if anyone pulls out just as I get there. You can always turn around and park far away. As luck would have it, a car left just a half block away from the show.

We like the Marion Arts Festival a lot. I asked Rachel what she liked best and she liked these ceramic lamps and some figures made from old cans and aluminum kitchen utensils.

It was a beautiful sunny day, but it was windy and as the day went on, it seemed to get colder. Rachel was wearing a jacket but at one point it became too much for her and she asked to leave. We grabbed hamburgers from one of the food vendors on the way out and sat in the car to eat them. Several cars stopped and asked if we were leaving. We said, “Not yet.”

We drove home after that and killed a few minutes till it was time to go to the movie, Earth. We had been seeing the coming atractions for it for a month or two and thought it would be right up Rachel’s alley. It more or less told the story of 3 mothers and their young; a polar bear, a whale, and an elephant. The tales wove in and out around each other as the year went on and there was quite a bit of other stunning photography. But the three stories didn’t have much of a narrative to them and the movie started to feel too long about halfway in. I could tell because that’s when Rachel started squirming. My toocus began to ache as well

When we got home, Cherise was waiting for us. She had been to a baby shower with her friend so it worked out pretty well transportwise.

Later that night we would go to our last gourmet club dinner of the year but that is the topic of the next blog entry…