Seriously, though. I have learned a lot this week. I've learned how to use heat and a hammer to craft things like hooks and forks. I've learned the men in my family are all interested in black smithing and that my husband might let me set up a small metal shop at home ('cause he's goofy like that!). I've learned that even if you start off a class feeling a bit intimidated because of your size that with some determination and effort you can succeed (even if I still can't move metal as well as the guys can, I'm getting there!).
Sometimes it can be hard to step out of your comfort zone and try something new, but I think it's really something that's worth the effort. Sure, it's good for the brain to be exercised learning something new, but it's also good for the ego to try something difficult and see that you can succeed. There were quite a number of people who scoffed a bit when I told them that I was going to try black smithing ( I won't mention any names) and I think I've been able to prove them wrong. Sure, I'm not going to join any rail road gangs anytime soon, but Rosie the Riveter seems feasible, don't you think?
Here are some pictures from this week's adventure.