Oh, this girl is tired. Long day. But I loved every minute of it. I can't believe how quickly 7 hours passes, especially when it's just me and the paint (and an iPod); no workers, no one to distract me. Very productive. And it's back to it tomorrow for a half-day. And as I sit here, nearly too tired to type, I wonder if I'm crazy for trying to blog about this each night.
I fought with the American boy and I won, well, I guess he won too, because he's pretty cute now. The statue of Liberty looks fabulous, don't you think? And I'm in love with how St. Basil's came out. I totally dig it. Alright, I'm going to bed before I embarrass myself with mediocre writing skills and bore you all to death.
Oh, and my husband is quite upset that he has to be wearing a Padres hat, but at least I made it Dodger blue for him. And as an added homage to Jon, he's also a left-handed pitcher, ready to throw a fast ball, did you catch that?