We are back to our family of four humans, seven animals. My mom is gone and in her wake is clean laundry, paired socks, frozen meals in the freezer, a groomed dog, altered clothing, organized cupboards and lots of love. She knows how to give, that woman.
Not much better than sipping a martini on Sunday evening while my mom hums and pins my dress.
For the next several days I will be busy installing my work at the Brink. Typing that sentence makes my stomach lurch. I am so excited and so nervous, mostly excited.
Ruby doing down dog next to I Can Fix It, an installation of one week’s egg shells pieced back together and coated in beeswax.
Speaking of stomach lurch, I best get back in the studio to finish up a few things. Eeeeeek.
In my column this week, I wrote about a funny experience I had with my car alarm. Read about it in mama digs: pushing buttons.
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all photos taken with a Canon Digital SLR from Vanns.com
Love the picture of Ruby doing downward dog! Those girls are yoga masters!!!
Hilarious story about Margot and the keys. I remember doing the same thing to my dad, but we were in high school. Sneaky little Margot – she is a hoot!