Sigh

Alarm went off at 4:30.

Got to ROTC at 5:30.

Found out PT was cancelled.

I didn't get the memo.

Was back in bed by 6:00.

What a lovely way to start the day wouldn't you say?

So....

Yesterday I conned Aunt Ginny into going to the Picasso exhibit with me. It was AWESOME! It was such a trip standing in front of the real thing, staring at his brush strokes and looking at the paintings that have garnered so much attention in the past century.

I couldn't take any pictures inside at the exhibit, so this will have to do. That's one of his paintings up top called, if I remember correctly, "Two Women Running At The Beach". It's one of his earlier pieces and stems for the period I found most enjoyable. 

The show was set up in chronological order, so we saw his earliest works first and then moved on to his most recent. As the paintings progressed it became clear that fame was getting to his head, he began dehumanizing women and his painting got more and more violent. 

All in all though it was an experience. I paid for the tickets in and Ginny covered parking, and the before and after snack. We stopped by "Seattle's Best" coffee shop and had the typical starving artist meal: 

And finished up the day with a hand-dipped caramel apple that was delicious and beautifully captured the mood in addition to the cool, crisp weather and the falling leavings that are starting to accumulate around here.