You know what is a really sad thing for a blogger???...............to blog and not know if anyone is even reading the blog!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's how I feel today , I'm sad... (maybe the heat has gotton to me) someone please COMMENT!! Gosh I am hot...........
One of the more unusual and somewhat controversial items Richard and I create are the "baby doll fairies." Some customers are freaked out by them, some say they are creepy. But that's not our intention. We look at it as if we are bringing new life to the forsaken, forgotton and abandoned. Re-working the dolls into "folk art" hopefully will extend their life and bring endless conversation and enjoyment to their new parents!
Last week Richard and I decided to sell our "Trash" at the upcoming Dallas Market cash and carry. That would leave us about 17 days to produce what we believe would be enough product. It is a risky goal, almost impossible really, to attempt to prepare for one of the country's major markets. But we are not rookies and we took it on. Facing record breaking temperatures most days and unbelievable rains, (paint doesn't dry in the rain) we trudge on....day after day.....like hewbrew slaves....with sweaty brows, short tempers, (especially me) and high hopes as we question ourselves hourly..................CAN WE DO THIS!!!?????
I love MEN! I mean in general I admire and respect most MEN. I love how they are wired to do what women can't or won't do. OK, I realize that is a controversial statement considering the times we live in, but hey it's my blog!! I love my husband, Richard, especially because he is, like most men, a warrior. He goes into his battles to win! That's what men do! This particular battle occurred on the side of the road coming home from our Oklahoma show. I think he actually got excited when we blew out a wheel bearing on our trailor. Ofcourse he had all the parts to fix it and so he jumped out , telling me , his fair maiden, to sit in the truck with the air conditioner running. THAT's WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT!! I certainly wasn't equipped to fight this battle! What do I know about re-packing a wheel bearing!!?? So I watched him in my rear view mirrow, smiling, admiring him at battle. He attacked the tire with a vengence, and just as he began to grow a tad weary, another MAN pulled up, didn't even ASK if he needed help, just got on the ground beside Richard and dug in. It was wild!! Two warriors. A few hours later, we were flying down the highway again, my warrior at the wheel, no doubt proud of himself for slaying the dragon. I LOVE MEN, well I mean I love MY man.