Sorry I haven’t been posting much lately, peeps. I promise I haven’t stopped loving you. I’ve been busy working on the book and some art while nursing a 4 day cluster headache. I also took my mom away to the Omni Homestead Resort in Hot Springs, VA, which was supposed to be a relaxing and rejuvenating experience, but got all botched up because of the incompetent staff. I won’t go into details here, but suffice it to say, we won’t be returning and I wouldn’t recommend the place to others. In addition, I just signed two new clients who want to open paint and sip studios, so I’m elbow deep in acrylic paint while I create the sample paintings they’ll need to hang on their walls.
So, some good stuff and some bad stuff and some just stuff stuff.
But I did want to tell you about something weird that happened at the resort: First, a little back story. When my mom went to Chicago to check on my grandmother, I came up from where I was living in FL to “dadsit” since he couldn’t be trusted to take care of himself by that point. I grabbed a couple movies for us to watch and didn’t realize that I’d subconsciously chosen two movies where the main characters have memory problems: Finding Nemo and 50 First Dates. Luckily, Dad and I were able to laugh about it. Anyway, Omni Homestead resort plays a kids’ movie at 7pm and movie for adults at 9:30pm every night. When we checked in and took a look at what was playing, we saw that the movies playing on my mom’s birthday were Finding Nemo and 50 First Dates. Ha!
Universe, you have a weird sense of humor.