Firstly, a reminder about the dramatic finger puppet contest that is going on right now! If you have yet to enter click on the link below and do so before June 20, 2009 or forever live in a saddened state of what might have been:
I have to say, as I read all the heart-wrenching finger puppet entries I really wish I were Oprah. What a momentous and historical ending it would be to announce, "Everybody look under your seats! You are all going home with your own fingerpuppehhhhhhhts!" Then I would sit back and enjoy the tearful jubilation that ensued.
But, alas I do not wield a level of power so fantastical as to change everyone's life in one magnanimous swoop. There can be only two lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky winners. And, as the deadline draws nearer, if you find yourself loosing sleep over the flurry of excitement surrounding this event please know you are not alone. The burden I carry knowing that this contest will forever change two peoples lives weighs most heavily on my shoulders. It's a real finger nail-biter.
Well, onto a lighter topic: I finally sculpted a new needle felted doll. I take this to mean that my ear flap hat-making obsession has crested. (Truly, its seduction was a reign of terror from under which I am happy to burst forth.) Now as soon as the finger puppet contest is over I will once again be able to enjoy a completely stress-free life.
Regrets? No. Who has time for them? It is only by facing such challenges that we learn of the stuff of which we are made of. And, speaking of such stuff of which I speak, (wool) I confess I did have a moment of weakness in the midst of all the ear flap fervor where I (inadvertantly) ordered yet another 15 lbs of fiber. But, that is a story for another time. (As it has yet to arrive I can still enjoy a brief period of denial.)