Why no cape? Because let's get real, I can barely keep track of my keys.
In fact, to be totally honest, I lose those at least twice a day. Had I ever had a cape, by now it's balled up in the trunk of the van, left behind at the studio, or plain old lost in that mysterious place the house troll takes the rest of our socks - and that anniversary card I bought my parents five years ago. No capes.
Thursday, January 2, 2014
This Thing We Call an Education.
So. Here we are. Again. And we'll continue this conversation later....