Okay, do you remember that "Happiness Is..." song from You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown? My sister played it on the piano (I never really got the hang of playing both hands together because my piano teacher fell asleep in the middle of most of my lessons.) We used to sing it since we had the sheet music with the lyrics in the piano bench. Here's the first verse, in case your memory needs a little help...
Happiness is finding a pencil
Pizza with sausage, telling the time
Happiness is learning to whistle
Tying your shoe for the very first time
Happiness is playing the drum in your own school band
And happiness is walking hand in hand
For me, this morning, happiness is...
creating a sweet little village of glittery houses. I have paint everywhere (including on my foot!) and I couldn't be happier. I started to get a little messy so I'm taking a little "walk away" break.
I'm working on this village for Silver Bella, which is quickly sneaking up on me as I mentioned in my last post. I'm so nervous about vendor night. I'm nervous that I'll show up with the same sort of thing that everyone else is selling. I'm nervous that I'll ship everything there only to have it get lost in the mail. I'm nervous that I won't be able to make the display as charming as I'd like it to be since I have to either ship or carry everything with me on the plane. I'm nervous that nobody will be interested in what I bring. I'm nervous that I'll unpack a heap of broken up things. Nervous, nervous, nervous.
But I'm not nervous when I'm making...I'm just so happy. When I'm fixing up these houses and (my very favorite part) decorating them with little people and animals, I feel just like little girl Amy playing. I hope that fun and love and care shows through and adds to the charm.
I'm going to start signing the houses. It feels a bit funny to do this but I've had lots of requests from customers who are starting a collection. I have a few other tricks up my sleeve to make these houses the best yet.
First I think I'll wash this layer of paint off all the places I missed in the sink and then head out to think ink store to fuss at the guy for selling me "Epson compatible" ink that is not recognized by my printer. And since he didn't have the yellow cartridge in stock, I have to go to store after store searching for it. I do hope I find it at the first place I stop. Staples says that they guarantee they have all the inks in stock but they are big fat liars who point to the tiny writing excluding them from having to stock my ink.