where for art thou?

i've been neglecting my blog, i should be ashamed.  i've had thoughts and bits to write about even but have just not had the time.  busy at work (le sigh) then coming home to do an intensive exercise routine with Damian.  doesn't leave us with much time to do other things besides eat then go to bed. sad yes, but i am developing some biceps which are a new phenomenon on this bod.

i have however created 3 new pieces which are now for sale in my shop!  I'm also still having a sale so swing on over and check it out.

i WILL be back soon to post about the kitties growing up (photos included), housesitting Julia Robert's house, and the enduring love of the handwritten letter.  for now i must sleep.  I can hear 'The Music Man" coming from the wall behind me, 76 trombones are leaking through the drywall.  Damian loves that movie and is currently taking a trip down memory lane via the bed. sort of like "Bedknobs & Broomsticks", if you don't know what I'm talking about watch the movie.  After you see it you'll question every bed knob you come across with an arched brow of "I wonder" curiosity. 

to slumber i go.  goodnight goodnight.  here's to hoping for dreams of tall grass, wrap around porches, and flying kites.