The day started a little after 5am when I reached for my mobile to find out who was messaging. I was awake but my hand wasn’t and whack! I dropped the phone straight onto my lip. I thought this was something that happened to teenagers, not 50 somethings. So now, wide awake, I checked my lip in the mirror. It was quite swollen already. I showered, dressed and left for an early start. I stopped at my favourite IGA store on Second Ave and bought a few nibbly treats for my guests then headed in to open and set up for the class. On arrival, I checked the lip again and put ice on it. A couple of hours later and here they were. Name tags and aprons on and we were ready to get going. 2 hours later,
I have a paint party event booked for this coming Sunday, and finally, I have bookings! Don’t get too blown away, there are a few people coming but it is still making me a little nervous. I’ve never been one for public displays of confidence or speaking but I AM going to stand in front of relative strangers and paint. I am going to give clear instructions and demonstrations that enable my guests to create a beautiful painting of dandelions, or as my siblings and I affectionately called them, fairy clocks. I am going to be very aware of my presence at the front of the room and eyes watching everything I do and ears listening intently to everything I say. I’m going to give it a red hot go or
