y alarm (on the iPhone) went off at 5:15 AM. As I groped for the phone I saw a text message on the screen from the woman I was to work with this morning in NYC. She had sent it at 2 in the morning. She was sick with a sore throat and no voice, therefore, no session today. So I got to go back to sleep, but I lost money. Such is the life of the freelancer.
So, as if to do penance, I did some back breaking work on the rocky expanse of dirt in the front yard and mowed some overgrown grass that was neglected when the aggressive bees were in residence. Every muscle in my body is aching. I’m exhausted.
On to nicer things….
I don’t do seasonal decorating, except for Christmas. But Easter is coming and that reminds me of my egg cup collection. Yesterday, Don and I worked on the guest room/office/studio which had become a major dumping ground for all of his clothes and for everything else we didn’t know what to do with. We hung a quilt on the wall that is made of fabric from Don’s dad’s shirts. His sister had one made for each of the siblings. It’s beautiful and very striking in its design. (I’d show it to you, but Don doesn’t want me to yet – it’s a private thing for him, which I respect.) That quilt has become Don’s favorite possession – it’s priceless to him. The room looks really great. Hanging the quilt involved moving the egg cup collection to a new home in our bedroom, which then led to dusting, cleaning and getting reacquainted with all of my little cuties.
The third one from the right on the second shelf reminds me of Scout. Same expression, same pink ears. The third one from the right on the bottom shelf is the very first egg cup I ever owned. It was given to me by my godparents when I was a wee child. It was made for the Fannie Farmer Chocolate company. I held onto that egg cup for years and eventually it sparked the desire to collect more. I collect mostly figural egg cups, with bunnies, chicks, ducks, dogs and people on them. But I do have a few more traditional egg cups, my favorite being the brown transferware egg cup on the top shelf in the center.
I have another wee shelf in the den that holds 6 of my rarer egg cups. I’ll show that another time.
Happy Friday. I’m sitting in my chair and I’m not moving the rest of the day.
esterday I tackled Acts 3, 4 and 5 of The Tempest. Now I can work outside today and not feel guilty. I’ll have to take another pass at the script in a few days, but the bulk of my research is done. That creamy crochet? A special order for my blogging friend, 
