Today was super busy. I threw some cards and prints and whatnot in the car this morning and headed over to the restaurant, where I then sat at the bar for several hours (no, I didn't even get to drink anything!) and educated people about scrimshaw and enjoyed a chance to chat with friends, some of whom I hadn't seen for a little while, and one of whom I hadn't seen since high school (that was an incredibly pleasant surprise!)
Then I loaded up the car and drove home just in time to get through before the Christmas parade. Actually I wouldn't have minded stopping to see this, but I had to get back because I had too much to do. I grabbed a bite of lunch, threw on my grubby clothes, and headed out to sort the chickens. Yup, sorting chickens, isn't that how every girl wants to spend her Saturday afternoon? It took a while but I found 17 birds to take to auction tomorrow. Yay. The downside is I need to get up at 5am, and I am soooo not a morning person.
I am calling it a night.
4 comments:
A parade between your house and the Sheldon Inn? Of what? Ducks crossing the road?
I see, over on Lesley Harrison's blog, that you have inspired other artists. You're famous! Not rich, but famous.
It was on Dillard Rd, for the "Wilton Winter Festival."
You missed a really fun morning driving to Roseville and back. There was NO LINE. First time in 20something years there has been no line.
I know that horse nose! I can't wait to see more.
- Heather B.
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