Trial and error

What a week so far. I feel like I've been hit by a whirl wind, spun around about and upside down and spat back out again!
It all began on Saturday evening, two nice big juicy steaks in the pan, and bang, no electric. The weight of all the water that has recently descended from the grey space above our heads had brought a huge branch down on the power lines and snapped them. Good old NEDL came racing out (20 minutes would you believe!), but it took until 11.30pm to fix it, just in time for bed, so no steak!
I thought that was it, but no, Sunday morning saw the telephone lines come down, so no phone or broadband, (MAJOR disaster, I must have Internet, it's my coffee equivalent!). That wasn't fixed until yesterday. Was that it, oh no, Monday afternoon the car broke down, I am awaiting the mechanic today. Steam rollered I am!
On the plus side a nice big fat parcel of paints arrived yesterday, huge pots of acrylic. The urge to stick my fingers in the pot is over whelming, a bit like Pooh bear and his hunny!
Along with the paint came five little wooden manikins. They are pitifully underfed size zero things, which will have to be rectified. I guess thats what happens to people who are stuck in cellophane boxes and put on public view for complete scrutiny. I do plan to make them fat suits in my spare time (eh, eh, whats that, spare time? Is there such a thing?) and to give them hair and rollers, nice dresses and a slick of lipstick! I can just picture them sitting on the edge of the shelf above the easel, swinging their feet, eating ice cream cornets and bags of fudge while I paint.
It would be better to have five live models to work from, but they'd eat me out of house and home and there'd be no cake left for elevenses!

So work then, after my little moan. The exhibition dates have been confirmed. The Bakehouse exhibition will run from sat 5th September until 26th September. The preview is Thursday 3rd September 7pm -9pm. Invitations will be sent out mid August. If you'd like to come along, please drop me a line. It seems like ages away, but I know that feeling, and deadlines have a way of sneaking the in the back door, quietly dropping the latch and 'POW', you're cornered!

So on that very early note (it's 6.30am in case you're interested) I will make a start for the day, those pots of paint...oooo lovely!!!

See ya soon,
Mx