I have little "helpers" around all of the time. You know...little elves who like to stick their fingers in the clay at just the wrong time. They like to run into my work room like a herd of elephants right when I'm about to stick a grape somewhere, and the whole shebang goes flying all over the floor...
Did I tell you about the time my littlest sat on a tile full of unbaked mini bread, and ran into the livingroom with bread stuck all over his butt?
Head of Production, and Domestic Goddess.....
This is what I look like most of the time. What you can't see are the spots of spaghetti sauce on my overalls (thanks to artful cropping). I would have included my kids in the picture, but they were still in their pajamas...
The Nerve Center
My worktable, AKA the big mess. I honestly try to keep it clean, but then I can't find anything!
I just did my annual work room purge and everything is neat. You can even walk in the room without stepping on anything. I guarentee it will last about a week, then it will look like this again...sigh!
