Burn baby burn
In many ways this is eerily similar to new ventures in clay world. Some mystery some beauty some confusion and a healthy chunk of WTF!!!???!!!
Faberge has decided that I really am a morning peraon, so glazing until 2am??? Piece of cake! Or clay. its exciting as it seems to be coming together, but scary as it is coming down to the wire.
Granny is still firing away and I have bags under me little eyes, but eagerly await the, ?!?!?!?, that will come out of that small fiesty extremely hot broad.
i am going to pretend that my brain isnt on pins and needles and try to crossword and have a normal morning but fear my thoughts resemble the "this is your brain on drugs commercial from the 90's or 90's.
Fingers crossed!!!! (for the firing results and possibly the fried egg I make for breakfast)
Zippity doo da zippity dy my oh my what a wonderful day (i hope)!!!