Saturday Sisters: Looking at a Fictional Character

  When i began this blog, and the Saturday Sisters, i never thought i would write about a totally fictitious character.  But this one is hits a place a lot of us have wondered about.

Wordless Wednesday: Pretty Flowers

Not Quite Wordless Wednesday: A Thing of Beauty

  Those of you who live in my township & drive regularly past our house (and it seems like EVERYONE in the township does that!) will have noticed the state of our roof.  The garage roof still needs to wait until we get the prep work finished, but we did have the house roof redone.

  The crew declared our scheduled day "a perfect day for roofing."  Apparently they can't always fit jobs in the schedule so soon, but this was a great time, the day before the Big Rain.

  And no more leaks!  It looks even better than the original roof.

The main ridge

Life with Max, Summer 2019: workshop and a tool

  Recently we were able to get him a spot with a sheltered workshop.  Hopefully eventually he'll eventually learn how to have a job and move on to one that actually pays a living wage.  So far, i've turned in copies of his pay stubs for 3 pay periods, with a total income of less than $15. 
  But it has to be reported to SSI, so they can calculate whether he's making enough to refigure his funding.
  If the workshop works out as well as we hope, he can at some point move to assisted housing, with bus transportation.  Maybe in a few years. . . . .

Paying for the Yoga Class

  Yoga class is $5 per session. He seems to have figured out that he needs to put something in the instructor's little basket, but his concept of the value of money is still shaky.
  Last week, he paid her $10 on the first class of the week.  Before the next class, i checked his wallet and found $21.  Enough for lunch with his aide after class, since he didn't owe anything for the class.
  Later in the morning, i got a text from the aide telling me that he had no money and she had to stand his lunch.
  WHAT??? How did this happen?
  Talking with the yoga teacher, i learned that, having that day's class already paid for, he'd put in a $20
  sheesh.  At least he hadn't lost the money.

  "Punch" Card

  Using our written conversation method, i determined that he absolutely wanted the price of each day's class when he takes the class.
  Well, sure.  But that isn't always possible, and still wouldn't always be possible if i were more on my toes than i am.

  So i made something like this on a scrap of paper.  After class, i made an X on the first box, and again after the 2nd class.  Hopefully this will help him keep track of it, but i'm not sure it deals with the core problem: Money is one of those dollar bills, and they're all worth the same.

Wordless WEdnesday: from an old sketchbook

Bic Conte Coloring Pencils: Two Weeks Later

The photo on the computer screen is from a couple of weeks ago, showing how long my colored pencils are.  i said the discrepancy would only get worse, as i have my color preferences. 

These pencils are everything the website says: smooth, break resistant, bright colors, shade very nicely.  i will enjoy this package as long as it lasts, but, without openstock pencils, i can't consider making them a regular choice.
  https://www.conte-coloring.com/en-us/

These were my regular "workhorse" colored pencils in September 2016.  

  This year, i'm adding a few Prismacolors back, though they are totally unsatisfactory in every way except the unique colors.
  Most of the case is filled with Faber Castell Polychromos, with a good sprinkling of Caran d'Ache Pablos and Luminance, a handful of Lyra Polycolors, and even a few of Derwent's new Procolour pencils.

Wordless Wednesday: The Jewelry Box of Mismatched Earrings