The Week Endeth... Almost

Coffee in the Montreal skyline mug, Ernie purring as he kneads my leg (ow!) for music. As much as I like Ernie, I think I'll put on James McMurtry singing "For All I Know". It's been a week. The most important event of the week was Todd's birthday on Wednesday. He turned 63, doesn't he look great? Actually we don't know how old he is. He acts nine, looks 32, grumbles like 70, and doesn't have a driver's license that we can snatch to check. However old he is, we love him and sing hippo birdie two ewes to him.

Lori Schinelli's Glass Inspirations roll-up workshop with Johnathon Schmuck started Saturday at Siyeh Glass with a demo. The rest of Saturday and Sunday were supposed to be up at Lori's studio, but there was a mad moment on Sunday when they thought they might come down and play in the hotshop (it didn't work out), then we hosted everyone all day Monday and Tuesday (beginning Monday morning at 5:30 when I had to turn the pick-up kiln on). There was flirting with another "play" session on Wednesday but it was pushed off to Thursday, and today we don't expect anyone at all (from the workshop--Lee does have hotshop lessons scheduled). Whew. Good thing as the Bullseye Glass order comes today. Next week we have to begin our own roll-ups for ACRE in Vegas the beginning of June.

Dave skedaddled off to Austin to work for the week Monday morning at 6:30, and I might have envied him except James McMurtry was playing here at the Five Spot on Tuesday and Wednesday. The Five Spot is tiny. And loud. I went Tuesday night with Keith, but I don't think I'll be going back. If I do I'll eat before I go and I'll take earplugs. But McMurtry was amazing on Tuesday (I think I'm in love. If it weren't for Dave I might become a McMurtry groupie and move back to Austin.)

Tomorrow is the Farmer's Market again--I have a day off from Opaline-A-Palooza though. The next session is next week.