Going It Alone

Sometimes you have to go it alone. You have to entertain yourself. While visiting Oklahoma City I found myself in that situation. I am sure that I could have found wonderful ladies whose husband’s were also.attending the Omega Psi Phi Fraternity meeting to go with me, but I was the walking wounded because of my fall a couple of nights before and walking a tad bit slow.

After resting my foot for a day and having only one full day left I was off to see “something”. I had visited the Riverwalk and  the beautiful and powerful National Museum before. While enjoying breakfast I talked with a local *artist (waiter) about the artsy side of town–Paseo. The bellman hailed a cab for me and off I went. As luck would have it my cab driver was the local history expert, and my cab ride was.a wonderful history lesson. As soon as he turned the corner I knew that I would have an enjoyable afternoon.

Below are some of the beautiful sites of The Paseo Arts District. The artwork is beautiful and interesting, but more important, the gallery owners were so nice. They were eager to give you the history of the art and artist.  One of my favorite places was the Jann Jeffrey Gallery–we had a lot in common.  We both had lived in East Texas so we had a lot to talk about.

Sometimes you have to go it alone, and enjoy “your” company.  Remember “thisisyourbestyear”.

 

Some of the places that I visited were:

Summerwine Art Gallery @ http://www.summerwinegallery.com/

Ladies & Gentlemen Fine Millinery Shop @ http://lgfinehats.com/

I visited so many others, and you can read and see more about the Paseo Arts District @ http://www.thepaseo.com/

*The waiter that gave me the idea to go to the Paseo District is an artist, you can see his work @ http://www.khyjuanmansker.com

**I did purchase a piece by White Antelope at Summerwine Art Gallery.  You can see more of White Antelope’s work @ http://whiteantelopestudio.com/

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thisisyourbestyear

This is my best year ever, and it can be yours too. When I turned 40, I thought it was the end of life as I knew it. When I turned 50, I knew it was the end. It was the end, the end of that year--nothing more and nothing less. I've retired, gone to another career, started a business, and have kept writing. I've taken classes including glass blowing, swing dancing and so much more. I'm making each year, my best year.

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