Critical Thinking Fail

I am notorious for my bad recall of names. Frequently the staff of my Ward come to my rescue and supply my with the names of people I have known, and worked with,  for years.

Last night I hit a new low.

I've known Lenard Slade since he worked on 2K--at least a couple years. I've known Natalie Catlin-Slade a shorter period of time--she works in my Service, but we mostly communicate by Skype or phone. I was glad to see their familiar faces at an educational event I attended in Waco last night.

Lenard just can't seem to catch a break--he's a self-depreciating, giant teddy bear, everyone loves, but tends to tease. True to form Lenard received a good teasing from Natalie as they entered the banquet hall.

A few minutes later Natalie  mentioned to another friend that her husband had driven from his job in Temple to their Harker Heights home, picked her up and driven her to Waco for the event. Curious when she motioned to indicate he was behind me,   I turned to see the husband who was so considerate, and there sat Lenard!

I'm ashamed to say I had never put it together.

Bad Kitty Poster Kitty-1; Normally Observant Person-0

The Normally Observant Person  should have noticed the missing wrist strap, BEFORE the end of the day yesterday--especially since the culprit is the Bad Kitty Poster Kitty who removes--and hides--the wrist strap each night, while the Normally Observant Person  sleeps.

Interestingly, the daily journey of the wrist strap has taken it many unique locations--which are progressively further from home each morning.

One might think the newest member of the household known far and wide as one who spoils its residents  would be a little more grateful and less antagonistic toward The Hand That Feeds Them All (aka the Normally Observant Person).  However, Bad Kitty Poster Kitty continues to play tricks and remains unfazed--even appears to sneer--during the daily variations  of the old maxim, "Last One Hired, is the First One Fired."

Worse still is the negative influence the Bad Kitty Poster Kitty  has exerted upon the Top Dog, who, after 12 years,  has begun tipping over and strewing the bathroom trash.

The Normally Observant Person  hopes to liberate the MIA wrist strap and reunite it with the Normally Observant Persons cane today. Maybe if the Bad Kitty Poster Kitty is followed and closely observed...

Craft Recycle

I love the idea of recycling and reusing objects in new and unusual ways. To that end, I want my retirement home to be both creatively functional and sustainably comfortable.

Over the years I've made a list of things I want to try.   Cutting down old t-shirts to make my quilts and reusable grocery bags. Breaking old dishes for mosaic stepping stones, planters, garden bench too, or or countertops inide. Sawing off rake heads and using them to hang stemware or partitions for cookie sheet storage.  It doesn't matter how overused or lame the idea--I love the creative reuse of deconstructed items.

Unfortunately, I can not bring myself to perform the actual destruction of the original item. Even when I buy something from the thrift store or a garage sale for the sole purpose of tearing it down in order to build it back up again. (I've come to the conclusion, no matter how bossy I am,  I could never be an effective  D.I.)

So I've started to compile a small stockpile of items that have been deconstructed for me.

The good news:
I'm getting close to having enough repurposed pottery shards for a mosaic garden stepping stone, planter, or bird bath.

The bad news:
Tonight I mourn the loss of my favorite purple salad plate which has gone the way of my tiny blue corning ware dish and the blue and white Rachael Ray tapas plate.

I hope pennies are more forgiving than tile floors, because when I build my retirement home, I'm toying with paving the floor of the Arts and Crafts studio with pennies.

Hmmm.  Maybe the penies should become the countertops instead. Just to be on the safe side.