Well, I’ve had a lovely weekend, despite the fact that I started it badly on Thursday evening. I cooked dinner. While I was checking on a roast in the oven, the door sprang up and hit my arm. I ended up with a second-degree burn. (I thought it was a first-degree until my skin fell off and my arm began oozing. Google searches provided lots of information.) Here, have a look!

It’s three inhces long, and it hurts and itches like the dickens!

I spent Friday reading more of Lies My Teacher Told Me. I worked out, had a leisurely lunch, and then walked a few blocks to the Triton Museum of Art. This small three-wing museum had some interesting exhibitions. Much of the museum was filled with local art that was to be auctioned off at a benefit that night. Some of it of it appealed, and some did not. What I came away with, however, was a sense that my creations would have fit in. As for the formal exhibitions, the one by Carlos Villa was less accessible to me. It was a series of latched cabinets inside which were tiled wood panels painted and otherwise altered. There were a couple that I liked, but for the most part I was left feeling flat.

The other room featured works by Younhee Paik, and these were rich and drew me in. They were a series created in response to her mother’s year-long hospitalization. The painted fabric canvases hanging from an angle billowed when I walked by, accentuating the celestial images featured. There were also massive paintings of floor plans to major cathedrals overlaying a background of deep space. Much of her work is celestial and mystical.

After meandering through I walked home, where I encountered a 60-foot stainless steel structure covered on one side with a colorful mosaic of children. It’s called the Universal Child, created by Benny Bufano. You can see a close-up of the mosaic here. I hadn’t brought my camera, because I wanted this to be an experiential outing, and often the camera puts me at a remove from that.

I also tried a yoga class that evening — my first — and loved it. I felt so relaxed. Saturday was my turn to do spring cleaning while my car was at the mechanic. (Diagnosis unclear: I’d had two oxygen sensors replaced last week, and one of them might have been faulty, so he replaced it again at no charge. Hope that took care of it.) Husband cleaned the upstairs last weekend; I worked on the downstairs. Everything is dusted (including baseboards), scrubbed, polished, and mopped. I could have built another cat from all the hair I vaccumed. As a treat for the hard work, we went to dinner at my favorite local Italian restaurant. Later we watched Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, and then I crashed.

Today was more dawdling and reading. One of my sisters called. We went grocery shopping, and I worked out. Then we cooked dinner and watched our usual Sunday evening fare: The Sopranos and The West Wing (only one more episode! *sniff*).

A totally relaxing weekend. This is good, because I have a jam-packed week!