It's Friday.

I have made it to my 32nd year on the planet and celebrated last night with the best Margaritas that I've ever tasted. Sadly, as I'm such a lightweight in the alcohol dept these days I felt just a bit under the weather this morning. Or as my friend Ishbel would say - I felt a little pastel.
Cinnamon French toast and coffee sorted me out though and I spent the day taking C to singing & playing with my lovely new sewing machine ( YAY!!!! Thank you my love.)

My 31st year has been the best.

This . . .

Became this . . .

And in a few short months she has become A PIXIE !!!!

I can't imagine my 32nd year could possibly top it but I'm sure it's going to be just fine. After all, I have a little pixie friend with me all the time now and she makes most of the cloudy days less grey.

There will be a lot less writing here over the next few weeks as we're off to Spain and  I'm going to be making a concerted effort to finish clearing out my studio so it' s ready for winter working when we get back.
See you in October  xxx

Comments

[Simon]

I think you will find that you have entered your 33rd year now . . .

[Katy]

Thank you my darling . . .

[Megan]

Happy Birthday! X