I was at the grocery store when my next project hit me...right there in the pasta and rice aisle.
"Printemps!", I hollered.
(And may I just say right here and right now that I really am very truly sorry that my outburst caused a Real Housewife of Granger to drop her Louie and run for the exit like her hair was on fire.)
(I didn't mean to cause a fuss...I really didn't. But when inspiration strikes, one must be prepared to celebrate it. Mustn't one?)
So after groceries were put away and the kitchen was tidy and the nap and dinner dispatched with care, I hit the Happy Chair.
I did, however, manage to watch another six episodes of West Wing and paint my fingernails to match my toes.
(Coke bottle green looks much better from a distance and when it's covered by shoes and socks, so methinks there will be a re-do of said nails to something a little less...blech...this afternoon.)
So Printemps it is. At least for the moment. I still haven't had my studio day, and heaven only knows what treasures are to be found up there!
Here's hoping that your Tuesday is off to a lovely start! Come tell me all about it!