The Gods of art conspired to give me a work break this week! Granted, I wish that I hadn't had to have six stitches in my thumb to get it (thanks, wine glass stem), but still . . . my first real work break since 2012! And, to make it even sweeter, I got a surprise income injection via the sale of two large abstracts AND . . . I met a boy. Lol! It was a time filled with blood, pain, wine, friends, art sales, hikes, disc golf, poodles and lies about Chris Cornell. Thanks, Universe! I owe ya one!