
39
Today starts the beginning of the last year in my 30’s. I had a busy work day, but came home to my boys waiting for me on the driveway, fists full of “wild flowers” that they tossed on the sidewalk to mark my entrance. (Jeff pointed out that they were weeds, but let’s called them wild flowers.) And I walked in the house to the Happy Birthday chorus, cards, presents, and lemon cream cake. And I got what every woman who turns 39 wants… a sweet, tweed-covered Fender tube amp for my electric guitar. That’s right. Rock on. Oh, and I have gotten some furniture done this week! Frenchie number one is done and I’ll be working on its partner in the next day or two. I also have a few other pieces in the works. And PS, this fabulous blue linen dress is from . When I posted a









