That was what came out as I started to think about a post title. I have been busy all day going up and the down the stairs from my house up to the studio and then down the stairs to the basement. It's a lot of stairs when you put them all together. I think I might borrow my husband's pedometer tomorrow.
I have two shows this weekend, one which usually is ok and the other is my favorite show of the season. I have been making lots of tumblers and cereal bowls and lots of small dipping bowls. I have quite a few bird bowls here from my last stretch of making so at least I don't have to do those.
I normally make those cute little word dishes for about 5 weeks and then take a week to make whatever I want to make, which is usually the black and white stuff. I have a few orders for the word dishes and that pressure is starting to build again already, and it's only day two of my free week. I have stores emailing me wanting their stuff sooner and custom items, which I do not like.
I found out today that I wasn't accepted for Craftland this year. I am totally ok with it. I did it last year and I was actually relieved and disappointed at the same time. It's nice to get the nod of acceptance but I really have enough on my plate already. Same story with Bazzar Bizarre. It would have been nice to be considered for that but it's just another big panic to prepare for when I already have something else very lovely lined up for that day. Something that I was asked to join, so it of course is going to much more wonderful.
In other news, my husband has a horrid cold and thinks he has bronchitis again. I have one runny nostril which seems very odd. My daughter is obsessed with Scooby Doo. She spends every waking moment asking me to play Scooby Doo with her, eating Scooby Doo mac and cheese and singing the Scooby Doo theme song. It was very cute and cool in the beginning but now it's just getting weird.
If you read this, please make a comment. I am starting to feel a little nutso and alone.
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