Monday, June 6, 2011

Knee-deep in eggs

A few weeks ago, I did something very stupid.

I signed up for the employee art fair at my new job.

This art fair is awesome, because the proceeds will go to help build a new tiger exhibit for us. It won't make NEARLY a dent in the total we need, but every dollar helps, right?

So I decided, "Hey! I'm a crafty person. I like making things. How about I make some things and try to sell them?"

That was my first mistake.

My second?

Waiting until yesterday to start working on them.

The art fair is this Friday.

So, that's what I find myself doing right now. Working on egg after egg after egg. I've got about 8 done so far out of the dozen I was shooting for having. (I just thought having a dozen eggs would be... appropriate?)

And here I am. Four eggs left. Three days to make them. And these are the biggies. The super-duper secret eggs I won't be telling anyone about because if I can't make them I don't want to be all disappointed.

So that's why this blog post is empty of anything but filler. Because, like the eggs I should be decorating right now, my mind is empty of anything but air.

If you guys don't mind, I'm going to go back to doing that now, okay?

I will try to have something more writerly for you next week. :)

1 comment:

K. Marie Criddle said...

Creating is creating! Perhaps this'll inspire a shiny new egg-cellent idea, if you will.

I'm sorry...I'll go now.

Good luck with the eggs!!