So my poor husband is officially a weekend mosaic widower. I leave home way before he wakes up to go do it...and then I come home, only briefly to eat, shower, and leave to go back to those amazing little nuggets I'm working with. Course while I'm home he's off at the gym making me a basketball widow. Sometime soon our two ships will pass in the night.
As my favorite story book character says, "It's all good...it's groovy."
P.S. Short and sweet...this girl's gotta get back to it!
P.P.S. It's also really hard to type when the end of your pointer has little cuts all over it.
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