Best News Today

“Shine on me sunshine, walk with me world, it’s a skippity do da day, I’m the happiest girl in the whole U.S.A.”

I’ve been singing Donna Fargo’s tune right along with Dolly in my head off and on ever since I read the words “clear to close” in an email. Then the title office called to schedule a closing date.

Fantastic! Yes! I’m buying a house!

Oh gosh… the last few days have been a roller coaster ride that left me on the brink of tears.  There have been misunderstandings between the funding sources, an expired contract awaiting the seller’s signature on an extension request, and a personality conflict between my realtor and the banker. When a change in my loan status required manual underwriting, it felt like everything was falling apart.

Maybe I should be singing What a Difference a Day Makes.

It is still not a done deal until the last paper is signed and the keys are dropped into my hand, but is is such a relief to have a closing date.

I’m so happy today that I am not going to let ANYONE rain nails on my parade… not even a neighbor telling me that my boyfriend is “doing” a girl on his floor can bring me down.

I told the neighbor not to worry about it… he’s not moving with me anyways.


NEXT MORNING (a little note for my sister readers):  That neighbor was trying to convince me to break up with M and threw in that tidbit for good measure. Bottom line, he is a grumpy old man who doesn’t want his friend to move out of the building.  Supposedly, they are in a big dispute… yeah right, I look out the window and see them doing the Paul Simon thing, sitting on park benches like book ends.  If it is true, oh well… he will eventually tell on himself.


ART: Good News


Good News: my piece, Endure, has been accepted into the YWCA’s 34th Women Artists: A Celebration!

Although this juried show is held right here in Youngstown, they receive entries from all across the country. Most of the work submitted is so amazing that I feel like it is an honor just to get in. At the same time, I would be embarrassed if I didn’t because I am on the art committee.  Last year, I didn’t make it… two years in a row would be bad. Of course, the committee has no say on the judge’s decisions.  This year, we asked a highly qualified art historian/professor to be our juror and only stipulation given was on quantity, as the space can only display ye 125.

The show opens June 18th, so I will tell you more about it later.

Thanks for reading!