But I'm focusing on the good.
I told you about the tomato farmer who gave me six lbs of lovely beautiful heirloom tomatoes that he considered culls? And I turned them into beautiful summer-flavored tomato sauce? Six whole pints (that's six instant suppers!)? I made him this tomato mug. I did my usual leaf-imprint, but while thinking about this class I'm taking next weekend, I decided to write "tomato" in the really-too-dry clay. I say too dry because if the clay had been a hair closer to leather hard rather than completely dry (it was completely dry), I would have carved a bit deeper, which would have left more room for the glaze to pool into and the word would have shown up more. Which is to say, at all. But I am thrilled with the potential. And totally excited about the class.
Other things in the works- weddings. I have a love-hate relationship with facebook. Love that I've been able to reconnect with so many college friends I haven't heard from in years. Love the instant communication with in-town friends. Really, I love the exposure it's given my business. I just hate the (self discipline I don't have) time suck factor. But one of my little sisters* from college is getting married at the end of August and I'm making her wedding party gifts. And we reconnected and she saw my work on Facebook. It really really makes me happy.
Did I mention I'm taking a class with the lovely and talented Diana Fayt? And I'm completely over the moon about it? She is very much a mentor to me, and I'm tickled to get to learn from her in person, not just in the over-email-advice-seeking capacity the internets provides. Photos of the workshop to come.
OK. This weekend I'm at the market. It will be hot. I will have fewer things than usual. OH! But the really good news is that the tent and shelves and everything fits neatly into the car with the seats folded down. I was overjoyed when we did our "test pack" earlier this week.
So have a lovely weekend, I'll be back in this space in August. I'm giving myself a break for the class and clearing those hurdles I mentioned earlier. Think good thoughts, will you?
*I went to a women's college, Salem, in NC. It is a very small school, and there are "sister classes"- ie freshman/junior, sophomore/senior. My little sisters and I were close but had lost touch, so it's wonderful to reconnect and play a small role in one's wedding.