When I used to be a bartender,
Friday nights were naturally super busy.
After making drinks for the waitresses’ guests,
I would turn to face a full bar,
everyone with empty glasses,
pushed to the very edge.
Then everyone was ready to strap on the feed bag.
I was taking orders, money and a whole lotta
Every Friday at about 8pm,
I was always in the weeds, scrambling.
And every Friday at 8pm,
I would go back into the kitchen and scream
“I am so flippin’ busy, I don’t know whether to shit or go blind!!!”
And every Friday all of the people I worked with
would laugh as if they were hearing it for the first time.
They were such supportive friends.
I kinda feel that way now.
To a milder degree
and without the big stack of tips at the finish line.
But it is a good busy.
And possibly, if I was better organized,
I wouldn’t be so far behind.
But that is a theory that will never be proven.
I am going to put up some pictures now…
I was at Grace Manor to put my art in the new
We stayed in the Mexican Room.
The biggest rosary…love.
Joanne, the owner is a lover of the Arts.
This painting is one of my favorites.
It reminds me of Gloria’s work.
The artist is Pat Thomas and her art is all over the Manor.
Her work is being featured in the Gallery too.
I think our paintings will become friends
and talk to each other at night.
I am going back to York in the beginning of November, I’ll have more pictures then.
This is a painting I finished right before I left.
I wish the picture was not so shiny.
I have to get to work on my piece for
Spain is the challenge…
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