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Okay, I’ll admit that this post is probably among the longest posts I’ve made in this blog. You may think that it’s self-indulgent on my part. Well, you’re right. But I have a real reason to be gloating today: Today is this blog’s fifth birthday.
That’s right, people, five years ago today I wrote my first post in this new blog. I still remember it like it was yesterday. I originally wanted to officially begin this blog on January 1 but my then-husband had arranged for the two of us to visit his sister at her home in Pennsylvania for the New Year holiday weekend and there wasn’t wi-fi so I couldn’t use my own laptop. She had a computer that was hooked up directly to the Internet through her cable company (RCN) but I wasn’t comfortable with using someone else’s computer to create a new blog with. So I waited until January 6 when I would be actually at home, which was the Feast of the Epiphany (or Little Christmas), to begin my first post.
Yeah, I know it would’ve been more audacious had I started this blog on January 1 with all the symbolism of a new year and a new beginning but I had to take what I could get. Besides, January 6 is still pretty memorable because my family have always observed Little Christmas.
It’s pretty amazing that I’ve been writing this blog for five years now. If this blog was a child, it would be attending preschool right now while preparing to enter kindergarten this fall. On that note, it’s time for a video break featuring will.i.am and Cody Wise performing “Birthday.”
So I started my blog in 2010 expecting to resume my arts and crafts career, which had been interrupted by my hip replacement in 2008. When I began I was also in a stable and loving marriage to a man whom I loved so much that I would’ve trusted him with my own life. Prior to December 28, 2011 I had no reason to ever doubt him or anything like that. But then there were so many dramatic ups and downs coupled together with trying to resume my art career despite my hip replacement and the ongoing economic problems still facing the U.S. in the five years since I started this blog that I had to go back through old entries in order to remember what happened. With all that I went through, it’s a miracle that I’m not stuck in some mental institution.
2010
I began the year by writing the first of many entries in this blog.
A few weeks after starting this blog, my husband and I visited a few friends in the Tampa-St. Petersburg area of Florida.
Surviving the epic Blizzard of 2010.
My mother-in-law’s sudden death from a massive stroke, which prompted a trip to Phoenix to attend her funeral just a few days before Palm Sunday.
We made a return trip to Phoenix just two months later to check in on my husband’s newly-widowed stepfather.
I attended the annual Sakura Masturi street festival, which is the event that closes the month-long National Cherry Blossom Festival in Washington, DC.
My husband and I celebrated our wedding anniversary by spending a weekend in Baltimore.
We went on a weekend trip to New York City to visit my husband’s father and stepmother.
We went on a week-long vacation in Ocean City, Maryland with my sister-in-law.
We suffered through one of the hottest summer days in recent history. (The temperature went as high as 105 degrees Fahrenheit.)
We traveled to Connecticut to attend the wedding of my husband’s oldest nephew and to tour Mystic Seaport.
We lost power for nearly 24 hours due to this massive noreaster that ripped through our area.
My husband went away to a month-long extended business trip to Melbourne, Florida (he and other people in his branch were taking turns keeping tabs on one of the government contractors there), which was the first time we were ever apart for this long. I spent the first weekend of that separation attending Otakon in Baltimore (which was even evacuated at one point by a fire alarm that went off at the Baltimore Convention Center) followed by serving as a volunteer to this massive one-day Free Clinics event in DC that was set up to provide health care to the uninsured and underinsured (as well as highlight the need for health care reform in this country). I flew to Florida midway through that month to spend time with my husband where we took a side trip to Walt Disney World. While my husband was in meetings during the weekday, I took side trips to places like Sea World, Gatorland, and the Historic Cocoa Village.
I checked out one of two competing marches in Washington, DC that commemorated the 47th anniversary of Martin Luther King’s famous “I Have a Dream Speech” that were each led by Glenn Beck and the Rev. Al Sharpton.
My husband and I attended the massive One Nation Working Together event on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial in DC.
My husband and I traveled to the Berkshires in Western Massachusetts in order to attend a special memorial service for my mother-in-law that was organized for her East Coast friends and relatives who couldn’t fly to Phoenix for her funeral earlier that year. During that trip we visited the Susan B. Anthony Birthplace Museum near Williamstown, the Williamstown College Museum of Art, and the Norman Rockwell Museum in Stockbridge. We also visited our nephew and his new wife in their Connecticut home.
My mother, who was initially diagnosed with neuropathy, was hospitalized with a urinary tract infection that later segued into a bacteria infection.
I checked out another massive event on the Mall in downtown DC that was organized by comedians Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert through their Comedy Central shows known as The Rally to Restore Sanity and The March to Keep Fear Alive.
Dealing with my husband’s lung infection shortly before the Christmas holidays.
My husband and I spent Christmas Day together visiting the ice sculpture show at National Harbor, which had ice sculptures representing scenes from the Dr. Seuss book How the Grinch Stole Christmas.
A few of the art shows, craft fairs, and other arts and crafts-related events that I participated in: Lust at the Cheryl Edwards Studio in Brentwood, Maryland. Erotica show at the Cheryl Edwards Studio in Brentwood, Maryland. The Spring Crafts Show at Paint Branch Unitarian Universalist Church in Adelphi, Maryland. The Spring Artdromeda show in Baltimore. The “miniatures and more” show at the Cheryl Edwards Studio in Brentwood, Maryland. The Etsy 5th Anniversary Meet-Up in Washington, DC. The Pigtown Festival in Baltimore. The Art Outlet’s Ofrenda exhibit in Alexandria, Virginia. The Exhibition by Members and Friends of the Paint Branch Unitarian Universalist Church’s Visual Artists Committee in Adelphi, Maryland. The annual Paint Branch Unitarian Universalist Church Auction. The Winter Artdromeda show in Baltimore. artdc Fundraiser in Hyattsville, Maryland. Paint Branch Members and Friends Exhibition in Adelphi, Maryland. Netroots Nation Online Benefit Auction. Holiday Craft Show at Paint Branch Unitarian Universalist Church in Adelphi, Maryland.
Recounting all the events from 2010 has created a lot of text. I’m going to take a break by embedding this video featuring The Beatles song “Birthday.”
2011
On New Year’s Day my husband and I began the new year by visiting the Norman Rockwell exhibit at the Smithsonian American Art Museum in Washington, DC. At the same time my mother began the new year battling both a bowel infection and a urinary tract infection while she was in rehab.
My husband and I flew to Phoenix to celebrate his stepfather’s 80th birthday, which was the first major family event since my mother-in-law’s death the previous year.
Our area got hit with a major snowstorm and we lost electricity for 15 hours.
I accompanied my husband on his business trip to Melbourne, Florida so we could celebrate Valentine’s Day together by eating at a local Italian restaurant. While my husband was in business meetings during the day I took side trips to local attractions like Jungleland. I also spent a full day at Epcot and I ended that day by missing a step in the hotel’s lobby and I landed on my butt. I began to have walking difficulties during the rest of that trip.
I healed from that injury once I returned home but the following week I fell on some ice in Annapolis where I re-injured myself and once again I had difficulty walking. For the next few months I had good days (where I had no trouble walking) and bad days (where I was in such pain that I reverted to using my cane once again).
Meanwhile my husband and I celebrated another 80th birthday—his father’s—as we traveled to New York City to celebrate the occasion with his father and stepmother.
As my walking got progressively worse I went to the doctor where I was initially misdiagnosed with spinal problems but I eventually saw a different doctor where he noticed I was limping. I went to the orthopedic surgeon where I learned that the two falls had knocked my hip replacement out of alignment and I needed more surgery to correct it. My husband went through the effort to make all the arrangements for my hip revision surgery so I only had to worry about the upcoming procedure itself.
I shot a video of this massive protest that took place in Washington, DC on Tax Day, which was one of a bunch of protests that took place all over the United States to protest the fact that the rich were getting away with paying little or no taxes and they were doing things like polluting the environment and using Wall Street like a glorified casino.
During a few periods when I was in less pain I attended the National Cherry Blossom Festival in Washington, DC, the Maryland Faerie Festival in Upper Marlboro, Maryland, G40: The Summit in Washington, DC, and the Big Cherry Block Party in Silver Spring, Maryland.
Just prior to Memorial Day my husband and I visited his sister in Pennsylvania before the three of us moved on to New York City where we visited my father-in-law and his wife. Afterwards we all traveled to the suburban town of Buchanan to visit my brother-in-law, who had recently moved into a group home.
My husband and I spent a week in Ocean City with his sister while I continued to struggle with my declining ability to walk without pain.
My husband took me to the local Verizon store where, for the first time, we became the proud owners of our first smartphones.
My husband and I (along with most of my family and friends who live in the Baltimore-Washington area) experienced an earthquake. Just a few days later my husband got on a plane to fly to Phoenix to help the family go through my late mother-in-law’s old things just a day before Hurricane Irene slammed much of the East Coast. My home lost power for two days and I ended up spending one night in a hotel room.
The day before my hip revision surgery I drove down to Tyson’s Corner Mall in Virginia where I walked around with my walker. Among the stores I visited was the American Girl Place where I looked particularly at the historical dolls. I saw one doll that was supposed to represent the 1970’s and she wore an outfit similar to one that I once wore as a child in the 1970’s. This doll also had a corresponding series of paperback books about the character and the 1970’s era that she was growing up in. I purchased the doll and the books figuring that I would have the latter to occupy me while I was recuperating from surgery. Little did I know that this shopping expedition would be blamed in a letter by my husband for breaking up our marriage just three months later.
I underwent hip revision surgery and I began physical therapy the next day. My husband took a two-week leave from his NASA job so he could take care of me. He cooked all of the meals and he made sure that I did the required exercises at home. He not only made trips to get my needed painkillers but he also lined up other drivers to take me to and from my physical therapy appointments once his leave ended. Once I was weaned off the painkillers, I was able to drive myself to my own appointments. At one point I had developed a complication where my surgical wound wasn’t healing so I had to make a weekly visit to the hospital’s Wound Center for the next month or so.
The following month after my hip revision surgery I felt well enough to check out Occupy DC (which was a local outgrowth of the larger Occupy Wall Street movement). I was very impressed with the movement in general. I wasn’t able to camp outside at all due to my recent surgery, I began to visit that movement an average of once a week. During one of my visits, I was attending a teach-in on the Montgomery Bus Boycott only to turn my head to one side where I discovered that the Rev. Jesse Jackson was standing just a few feet away from me observing the teach-in. I also checked out Occupy Baltimore as well but that camp’s location (next to Harborplace) was short-lived as the authorities cracked down on it shortly after I made my first and only visit.
I spent Black Friday visiting and filming Laurel Mall, which I used to frequent on a regular basis but it became a dying mall as more and more tenants moved out. (That mall has since been razed and a new outdoor shopping center has been built in its place.)
I had to take my five-year-old MacBook into the repair shop after the screen started to sport strange images and it was due to a bad monitor that needed replacing.
My husband came down with bronchitis in early November. Despite his own illness, he was very loving and attentive towards me that fall. He treated me with such extra care and respect and the only complaints I heard from him was about his bronchitis and how our home had gotten cluttered due to the fact that my injury prevented me from doing much of the housecleaning and we had received a lot of items from my late mother-in-law’s estate.
We celebrated a lovely Christmas Day together. The next two days were also calm and relatively quiet. On the third day after Christmas my husband came home from his job, announced that he was moving out into a rented room that he had just found, and handed me two letters. One was a schedule that will lead to a divorce. The other was the reason why he felt he had to leave. He cited the fact that I purchased a doll and books at American Girl Place the day before my surgery was a reason why we were headed towards a divorce. (He said that I did a huge amount of shopping at the same time that he was trying to clear a passage for me so I wouldn’t trip and it undermined his effort. Never mind the fact that the “huge amount of shopping” consisted of an 18-inch doll and seven small thin paperback books.)
I spent the next several days sending e-mails, voice mails, and texts to my husband, which went all unanswered. I didn’t know where he was and I was worried that his mind have snapped due to all the pressures resulting from his mother’s death, my hip surgery, and pressures he told me he felt both at his NASA job and at volunteer work he did for our church as treasurer. I began to ask among our friends if they had seen him anywhere and they were all just as stumped as I was. Three days after he left, my husband returned back home with two movers who took his desk, one bureau, and one bookcase. He refused to speak with me at all and he left with the movers when they were finished. I spent New Year’s Eve by myself for the first time in my life.
A few of the art shows, craft fairs, and other arts and crafts-related events that I participated in: Paint Branch Members and Friends Exhibition in Adelphi, Maryland. An online eBay auction benefitting AmeriCares’ relief efforts in Japan (which had undergone a devastating earthquake and tsunami). Riverdale Park ArtsFest in Riverdale Park, Maryland. Attending a few Dr. Sketchy’s Anti-Art School events in Baltimore. Planned Parenthood’s fundraising “Sex. Art. Rock N Roll.” event in Baltimore. A free drawing event at Art Whino in National Harbor, Maryland. The Greenbelt Labor Day Festival Art Show.
Given the major drama that I recounted here, I think it’s time for a video break. Here’s Joan Jett performing the song “Too Bad on Your Birthday.”
2012
I started the new year dealing with both my husband’s abrupt walkout and my mother being sent back to the hospital for another urinary tract infection then subsequently being transferred to rehab. I also started attending a weekly meetings of a support group for people who are separated or divorced.
One month after my husband ran away from home, a few of my friends came to me and told me that he was seen in the company of a female friend of ours who had long dealt with severe mental health issues. A few hours after that revelation, I did a massive amount of driving until I ended up at a pet store where I became the proud owner of a pet hedgehog. Spike the Hedgehog would go on to become the subject of a few art pieces and many blog posts while I began to feel better about having someone else live with me even if he wasn’t human, he measured about nine inches long, weighed about four or five ounces at the most, and was relatively quiet.
I found out that my friends were correct when I began to see my husband and that friend in public later that year and there were times when they were holding hands as they walked together.
I was discharged from physical therapy for my left hip. One week later I began regular therapy in order to help me with dealing with my runaway husband.
I frequently had to put up with e-mails and texts from my husband demanding that I conform to this separation schedule and he treated me like I was an employee rather than his wife. I asked him to treat me with respect and he ignored it. Whenever I balked at whatever he wanted me to do he would threaten to sue me. He largely refused to talk to me in person. I told my husband that I had started to attend weekly support group meetings for people who are separated or divorced in the hopes he would realize that I was trying to work on myself and return home. That turned out to be a mistake because he would come by the house to pick up his things and return things of mine he mistakenly picked up only on the nights I attended the meetings. I had to endure the times when I happened to see my husband walking hand-in-hand with the woman whom I thought was my friend (but I now know better) out in public.
I was so lost that I took place in various activities just so I could temporarily not think about my runaway husband. I shot a video of the remnants of the recently dismantled Occupy Baltimore trying to help a woman hold on to her home against attempts to foreclose on it by Deutsche Bank. I attended the large Occupy Congress event in Washington, DC. I went to Occupy DC’s Carnival of Resistance. I went to a St. Patrick’s Day Parade in Gaithersburg, Maryland. I attended a few events during the National Cherry Blossom Festival in Washington, DC. I volunteered to help with the Wounded Warrior Project’s Soldier Ride in Rose Haven, Maryland. I went to Occupy DC’s May Day Rally. I attended the Greenbelt Pet Expo and the Greenbelt Green Man Expo, which were both held in the same area on the same day. I browsed the tables at the DC Craft Mafia Spring Thing. I celebrated the anniversary of the start of the War of 1812 by attending the Star Spangled Sailabration in Baltimore. I attended the Smithsonian Folklife Festival on the Mall. I went to the annual Baltimore art festival known as Artscape. I attended Otakon in Baltimore. I went to the official Washington, DC premiere of the documentary The Rise and Fall of The Clash. I went to Brickfair 2012, which was devoted to Legos, in Chantilly, Virginia. I went to the Hyattsville Arts Festival. I attended Baltimore Comic-Con. I went to the Greenbelt Blues Festival. I attended the Maryland Renaissance Festival. I went to the Fall Harvest Festival in Greenbelt, Maryland. I attended the first ever Figment DC. I watched a whole lot of movies at the Utopia Film Festival where I met the legendary local host of Creature Feature, Count Gore De Vol. I went to the annual Faerie Con in Hunt Valley, Maryland. I attended the Annapolis Comic Con and went on the Greenbelt Pumpkin Walk on the same day. I went to the annual Riverdale Park Holiday Market in Riverdale Park, Maryland. During the Christmas holiday season I viewed the annual ZooLights at the National Zoo in Washington, DC.
In the meantime my husband would buy a new townhouse for himself and his new love in July and by August they were engaged. (Yes, they got engaged eight months after he left me and he was still legally married when they decided to take this crucial step.) I wouldn’t know about either event until 2013 because they kept it all a secret from me.
My mother had ongoing health problems where she was hospitalized a few times. She was originally diagnosed with neuropathy but that turned out to be a wrong diagnoses. The doctors diagnosed her with having multiple sclerosis.
If all that weren’t enough, I had to endure the arrival of Hurricane Sandy.
At times I even took day trips to various locations in the Baltimore-Washington area in an unsuccessful attempt to escape the horrors that I’ve gone through (my recent hip surgery and my husband’s abrupt walkout) but I took a bunch of gorgeous photos anyway. I went to Frederick, Rockville, Annapolis, North Beach, Baltimore’s Hampden neighborhood, Valley View Farms in Cockeysville, and Homestead Gardens in Davidsonville.
As a culmination of the total fallout from my husband’s abrupt walkout and his changed behavior towards me, I found that he sent me an e-mail on December 24 (yep, Christmas Eve) that included this attachment—a divorce petition in a .pdf format. That action pretty much expressed his total contempt and animosity towards me. He really wanted to hurt me real bad so he timed this to coincide with the Christmas holiday season.
A few of the art shows, craft fairs, and other arts and crafts-related events that I participated in: Attending a few Dr. Sketchy’s Anti-Art School events in Baltimore and Washington, DC. Attending a Handi-Hour event at the Renwick Gallery in Washington, DC. The art show commemorating the 75th anniversary of the founding of the town of Greenbelt, Maryland. The annual Out-of-Order auction at The Maryland Art Place in Baltimore. The six-week Artomatic 2012 art show in Arlington, Virginia. Sketch Lounge at VeraCruz in Washington, DC. Taking part in three events that were held as part of the Greenbelt Labor Day Festival—the Art Show, the Photo Show, and the Retro Town Fair. Going to a few meet-ups and other events that were related to a temporary art event called the Laurel Factory. Attending the day-long Summit of Awesome in Washington, DC. Taking a six-week Life Figure Drawing Class at the local community center. I donated a hand-painted bag to my church’s annual auction. I took part in the annual Holiday Market at Paint Branch Unitarian Universalist Church in Adelphi, Maryland.
After recounting all these events, I think it’s time for another video break. Here’s Katy Perry’s “Birthday.”
2013
I started the new year reeling from that awful Christmas Eve e-mail my estranged husband sent me which included a divorce petition in a .pdf format. That same month I also celebrated the one-year anniversary of the day that I brought Spike the Hedgehog home to live with me as my pet. By March I had received a court summons saying that my husband had filed for a divorce.
So, on the morning of April 10, 2013, my husband and I made our appearance in divorce court. The proceeding itself lasted around 15-20 minutes. Afterwards I drove to Baltimore where I visited the Ripley’s Believe It or Not Odditorium for the first time (it was a relatively new attraction at the time), toured Harborplace and the Inner Harbor before I headed to Fell’s Point. I basically turned my divorce day into a full day of walking around the streets of Baltimore until I was tired and sore all over my body.
Two months after my day in divorce court, I got word that my divorce was final. A few days later I learned via Facebook that my ex and the mentally ill friend he left me for were secretly engaged in August, 2012 (just eight months after he left me) but they didn’t bother to update that fact online until that moment so I didn’t learn about it until then. Two months after the divorce being final, I found out via Facebook that my ex-husband and that mentally ill so-called “friend” got married.
In the midst of all this divorce drama I learned that my ex-husband’s oldest nephew and his wife had just became parents for the first time.
And then there was my pet hedgehog, Spike. Just as I first brought Spike home to live with me one month after my husband abruptly walked out on me, I found Spike dead in his cage one month after I learned that my ex-husband had got remarried. By that point, he had lived with me for a year and a half. I buried him in my backyard then later bought a stepping stone kit from an arts and crafts store where I created a memorial stone and placed it over his burial spot.
And then there was the Federal Government shutdown, which lasted 16 days. Since I live outside Washington, DC, I got to see the effects of this first-hand.
I attended the Million Mask March in Washington, DC.
I had to get a new computer when the hard drive on my five-year-old MacBook kept on making clicking sounds and crashing at an alarmingly frequent rate while I had files that were damaged in the process. At the same time I had to get a new smartphone when my current one literally died on me one day after I got a notice in the mail from Verizon saying that I was entitled to upgrade to a new phone.
I went to a bunch of events held that year. I went to the annual Katsucon anime convention at National Harbor, Maryland. I attended the annual American Craft Council Show in Baltimore. I went to the St. Patrick’s Day Parade in Washington, DC on the actual holiday itself. I attended a few events that were part of the month-long National Cherry Blossom Festival, such as the Southwest Waterfront Fireworks Festival and the Sakura Matsuri street fair in Washington, DC. I went to a celebration of Yuri’s Night at the Artisphere in Arlington, Virginia. I attended the first annual Awesome Con DC event. I went to Robofest at the National Electronics Museum in Linthicum, Maryland. I went to the Art Lives Here/Better Block Night in Mt. Rainer, Maryland. I checked out the Occupy Monsanto protest in Washington, DC. I went to the annual Hon Fest in Baltimore. I went to a local Fourth of July fireworks show over Greenbelt Lake. I went to the Smithsonian Folklife Festival. I attended my first Major League Baseball game since 2007 (the year before my hip replacement) when I went to see the Washington Nationals play a home game against the San Diego Padres with people from my church followed by a free concert that featured Thompson Square. I went to the German Festival in Timonium, Maryland. I attended two different conventions in two consecutive weekends at the Baltimore Convention Center: BronyCon and Otakon. The following month I returned to the Baltimore Convention Center to check out Baltimore Comic-Con. I attended Intervention Con in Rockville, Maryland. I helped out with the yard sale that was put on by my support group for people who are separated or divorced. I went to the Silver Spring Mini-Maker Faire, which was the first Maker Faire that was ever held anywhere in the Washington, DC area. I attended parts of the Utopia Film Festival and the Greenbelt Rhythm and Drum Festival, both of which were held on the same weekend in the same location. I went to a Christmas party that was held at the German-American Heritage Museum in Washington, DC. I visited the Christmas Village in Baltimore a couple of times. I attended a book signing event featuring media personality Thom Hartmann.
I also took a few day trips to various locations including the Hampden area of Baltimore, Chesapeake Beach, Clark’s Elioak Farm in Ellicott City, Maryland, the Dayspring Retreat Center in Germantown, Maryland, a few local composting centers (where I took photos on behalf of a group of people in my neighborhood who are trying to start a worker-owned cooperative that focuses on composting), Hershey, Pennsylvania, and parts of Washington, DC.
A few of the art shows, craft fairs, and other arts and crafts-related events that I participated in: The art show that was held as part of the Katsucon anime convention. Attending a few Dr. Sketchy’s Anti-Art School events in Baltimore and Washington, DC. Auctioning some old art pieces at the Greenbelt Elementary School’s annual Spring Fair and Safety Day. The 18” x 18” Show at the Lustine Gallery in Hyattsville, Maryland. The Greenbelt Green Man Festival in Greenbelt, Maryland. A special exhibit of works by members and friends of Paint Branch Unitarian Universalist Church in Adelphi, Maryland. The Station North Arts District Salon Show in Baltimore. The art show that was held as part of the Otakon anime convention in Baltimore. The Art Show and the Craft Show at the Greenbelt Labor Day Festival. The Greenbelt Studio Artist Tour 2. The Acorns A Go-Go Groovy Vegan Fest in Greenbelt, Maryland. The Holiday Craft Show at Paint Branch Unitarian Universalist Church. I ended 2014 by drawing some specimens during the Faber Hour that was held at the National Museum of Health and Medicine.
Here’s another video break, this time it’s Selena Gomez performing “Birthday.”
2014
I started the new year with this horrible chest cold that lasted a month while enduring the frequent arrivals of the Polar Vortex and snow. I ended up spending both Valentine’s Day and St. Patrick’s Day being snowed in.
Then I received the sad news that my old housemate from college passed away from ALS (also known as Lou Gehring’s disease) while another person whom I only knew online through a political discussion group also passed away soon afterwards. My mother was hospitalized with both the flu and a urinary tract infection.The minister at my church suddenly suffered a stroke on Good Friday which has left her partially paralyzed. (She is still in recovery as of this writing.)
Then I was socked with a $600 repair bill when the windshield wipers on my car stopped working. Unfortunately it was one of those repairs that I needed done because, otherwise, I would not have been able to drive my car whenever there was even the slightest drizzle.
I spent quite a few Throwback Thursdays that summer reviewing a series of American Girl books (yes, that’s the doll company) that focused on a young girl growing up in the 1970’s.
I burned my old wedding cake topper in a bonfire that was held at a party that was given by someone in my support group for people who are separated or divorced.
I went to the Justice For All march in Washington, DC that was organized by the Rev. Al Sharpton to protest the increasingly disturbing trend of white police officers killing unarmed African Americans.
I went to The World of Pets Expo in Timonium, Maryland while I was still battling this horrible chest cold in the middle of one of those extreme cold snaps. I attended two simultaneous exhibits that were near each other at the Maryland Institute College of Art—one was on painted screens and the other was on that particular art form’s most famous artist who was also a sideshow performer known as Johnny Eck. I helped out with the two yard sales that my support group for people who are separated or divorced held in the spring and the fall. I checked out the Cowboy and Indian Protest that was held on the National Mall to protest the proposed Keystone XL Pipeline. I attended Awesome Con DC. I attended ArtsFest in Riverdale Park, Maryland. I met an online friend from a forum in person at Döner Bistro in Washington, DC. I participated in the Greenbelt Green Man Festival for a few hours on behalf of a local community group. I attended a minor league Bowie Baysox baseball game with members of my support group for people who are separated or divorced. I attended Artscape in Baltimore. I went to the German Festival in Timonium, Maryland. I checked out BronyCon in Baltimore. I attended Intervention Con in Rockville. I went to the Silver Spring Maker Faire. I went to the Art Whino event in Washington, DC. I attended two festivals on the same day—the Hyattsville Arts Festival and the Greenbelt Blues Festival. I took advantage of a rare opportunity to see the clothes that were created on an episode of Project Runway in person at the American Girl Place in Tyson’s Corner, Virginia. I actually took part in the Greenbelt Labor Day Parade for the first time in my life. I went to an Oktoberfest celebration in Greenbelt, Maryland. I attended the annual Crafty Bastards festival in Washington, DC. I banged my small bongo at the Greenbelt Rhythm and Drum Festival. I went to the Greenbelt Pumpkin Festival. I went to a slideshow and dinner at the Cosmos Club in Washington, DC. I went to the Christkindlemarkt at Zion Lutheran Church in Baltimore. I browsed the Christmas Market at Baltimore. I went to the Christmas Market & Winterfest at Tyson’s Corner Mall in Virginia. I went to the Greenbelt Festival of Lights and the Mt. Rainer Craft Show on the same day. I ended the year with visiting various Christmas stores (such as the ones at Behnke’s Nurseries, Homestead Gardens, and Valley View Farms) just to see the displays and touring the various over-decorated homes in my neighborhood.
I also visited various places in the region like Historic Ellicott City, Takoma Park, Glen Echo, the National Arboretum, the Franciscan Monastery, Silver Spring, North Beach, College Park, Baltimore, Glen Burnie, Brentwood, Hyattsville, Takoma Park, the site of the former Enchanted Forest (which is now a shopping center), Clark’s Elioak Farm in Ellicott City, the Smithsonian, Bowie, Crofton, Homestead Gardens in Davidsonville, Maryland. Valley View Farms in Cockeysville, Maryland.
A few of the art shows, craft fairs, and other arts and crafts-related events that I participated in: Attending a few Dr. Sketchy’s Anti-Art School events in Baltimore. Submitting my short video based on my late pet hedgehog Spike to the Crabby Clips Film Festival. The first ever Greenbelt Mini Maker Faire. The first-ever DC Mini Maker Faire. The Station North Salon Show in Baltimore. The Retro Town Fair that was held as part of the annual Greenbelt Labor Day Festival. The Diamonds and Denim auction that benefitted Changing Focus.
It’s time for another video break with Weird Al Yankovic singing “Happy Birthday.”
2015
The current year is only six days old so I don’t have any highlights to share here just yet other than I spent New Year’s Day checking out American Girl Place on the day of the rollout of its new Girl of the Year (a separate post on that is coming soon) and today being this blog’s fifth birthday. It’s been an amazing five years. Next year I’ll go back to the usual brief notice of the anniversary since working on this special birthday post was very time consuming. If I’m still writing in this blog by the 10th anniversary, I’ll probably do something special again. But I would have to make it more spectacular than the 5th anniversary. Maybe I’ll take a trip to some place special or maybe throw a special party. I don’t know. I have five years to think about this so I’m definitely going to take my time. Anyway, I’ll close this entry with this really cool video featuring sand art being created to the song “Happy Birthday to You.” Enjoy!
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