WhooHoo! It’s a night of cutting paper. I know that probably sounds really lame to most people, but it’s totally my therapy — and I’ve been off that metaphorical Prozac for a while. I started working on my art guitar. This is the very, very, very beginning stage and won’t look like that at all when it’s done (or, I hope).
The perfect weekend includes magazines and scissors, Diet Dr. Pepper, Mod Podge and indie films. Tonight, I have the house to myself and I’m soaking it up.
Hope you’re all enjoying your Saturday night. (I’m also NOT thinking about my friends at the Bridge School Benefet Concert and the awesome bands playing. I’m not. At all).