I have come to the conclusion that despite my attraction for "tall, dark, and handsome" men, I end up dating blue-eyed blondes because of a programmed female desire to produce an army of Aryan babies. O.O It's got to be my eggs talking or something.
Commissions are at a mild stand-still. I'll probably work on the landscape tomorrow and get images of Stephaine's son, Parker, on Tuesday when I'm in Jacksonville.
Since I am not tired at this point, just bored, perhaps I'll work on the dress that's been in pieces for almost a week.
Breakfast for dinner, banana bread, and two minute phone calls.
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