It just so happened that I had gone shopping for easels earlier in the day. A good easel is not inexpensive. Since it's such a large purchase, I called Reese to discuss spending that much money on a new easel.
That same night Reese went over to Mike's to jam. In Mike and Debra's living room was a large relatively unused art easel gathering dust. When Reese saw it, (the story went something like this,) he asked, "What's with the easel? Do you want to sell it?" To which Mike and Debra replied, "Sure, we want to sell it." So Reese asked, "How much do you want for it?" Yadda yadda yadda. And the next thing I know is Reese is walking through our front door with this giant amazingly sturdy easel....for me! They gave it to me! Free!
The next morning Helen dropped in to say that she and her family were evacuating in anticipation of Hurricane Ike. While she was here, I asked her if she would like to see my new easel. She looked at me like I was a crazy woman, and slightly hollered, "A WEASEL??!! When did you guys get a weasel?"
Through giggles, and enunciating very carefully, I said, "Not a weasel, I said A NEW EASEL."
Finally, yesterday was the first chance that I got to use my new weasel...er, easel. It's awesome! It's sturdy, easy to adjust, beautiful, oh, and did I mention that it was free? The little unfinished painting on the easel is an image from our summer trip to Guadalajara, Mexico. More paintings to come!
(Life has been a little out of sorts since the hurricane hit. Thankfully our power was restored at 7pm on Sunday night.)