The worktable that I'm sitting on in this photo collapsed yesterday, for the second time. No, I wasn't on it, fortunately. Although a pot of water for me was. The gods were with us, however, and the water didn't spill, unbelievably but thankfully.
So I've got no big table to traverse until the new table that mom ordered yesterday arrives on the 24th.
Mom can't paint for a while now, until the studio is back together. So we've both got to make a small sacrifice to the gods of change.
Mom's going to a Thanksgiving Dinner this coming Saturday...I'm hoping she brings home a slice or two of turkey for me. Turkey is my fave food.
Happy Turkey Day on the 26th, and don't be a turkey!