Mom DROPS THINGS

We hope that mom doesn't really work here because nothing good can come from it...except...droppage.
Every morning we suck her hot coffee up off the floor through the carpet, it's like THAT, y'all...seriously.

We Inspire Ourselves

What mom looks at to keep working when S.E.A.L. Team Six is blasting her eyes out from inside her head.
Why? Because we're beautiful!

The Little Table That Could, and Did

This is where the table was...and mom so happy!

If It's Not Too Much Trouble...

Would you mind signing the cards and naming them before you leave? The nice, PATIENT gallery owner set mom up with her own little table and chair (wonder if he has a kid in kindergarten?) so she could write the words on the back of the cards identifying her as the drawer of the pictures.

She was placed on the Volunteer schedule to work there although once she said, "Oh, um, I need to tell you I DROP THINGS..." so we aren't expecting a call anytime soon. Intricate hand-blown glass
art is a hallmark of Pacific Northwest artists. And Dale Chihuly not the only one!

Can't take her out. Just sit it down at a table with things to play with. Yeah, we think he figured
that out. They gonna do just fine!

Sigh,
YumYum

could we BE more professional?

It was a purely rhetorical question. Never mind.

MOM, IT'S NOT ALWAYS ABOUT YOU!

We have all been very good pigges, truly, we have. But enough is enough! Mom spent the entire weekend creating an art studio which began in the bedroom - fine with us - yet slowly flowed like a volcanic lahar (maybe not so slowly) first into her yoga mat space and THEN INTO OUR ESCAPE AREA! No, not onto our Owlie Rug playpen, but into the place we escape to when she has us tucked in a blanket and thinks we are lying there contentedly when really we are DOING VERY BAD THINGS, ESPECIALLY INVOLVING PLUGGED IN ELECTRICAL THINGYS!

NOW COVERED WITH ARTIST DETRITUS. WELL, IT BETTA BE TASTY! CUZ WE GONNA EAT IT INSTEAD OF PLUGGED IN ELECTRICAL CORDS IF SHE LEAVE IT ALL THERE LIKE A DO-DO BIRD!

NOBODY EVER ACCUSED US OF BEING GOOD! and in my case, just "small."

love,
Calvin

p.s. mom now in a coma but things went so well at the art gallery she thinks it all a dream! the owner took 25 pieces!
and is going to invest his own money in framing and printing to promote her work...hmm, something about that
50 cent frame that she actually TAPED TOGETHER ON THE BACK did not appeal to his gallery aesthetic...wonder
WHY? like the time when she was starting out as a wildlife photographer and her mentor from NEWSWEEK was in
Des Moines, IA on assignment so met her as she went to the State Wildlife Whatever to show them her wildlife photography
wrapped in a J.C. Penney bag much to his HORROR! That was the day she learned the meaning of the word: leather
presentation p.o.r.t.f.o.l.i.o. and the tape she used today was different colors! When he asked the story behind the art
she said, "um, i get real bad headaches, go into a trance, draw, and it doesn't hurt while i'm doing it." Yeah, mom,
that's promoting yourself! Boo-YA!

P.S.S. TO THE TWO MODS WITH US ONLINE THIS WEEKEND KEEPING HER FOCUSED: THANK YOU, ANGELS,
YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE, ESPECIALLY THE WEDDING PLANNER LADY, SHE KNOW WHO SHE IS! AND Ms. A, too!