When the cup is full.

A lovely rainy Sunday afternoon. Silently snipping at fabrics, arrangements and attention to detail. That would be ideal. But I am headway against the storm. My day would be perfect without this head congestion. 
I continue forth, the Riverside Art Bazaar is happening here, at Back to the Grind, on the first day of Spring 2011.
Ready or not. I did it. 
Even after a night of cops and marital dispute from our shared wall neighbors. Complete horse shit, top volume about needing someone to hold her while she fell asleep. 
That is all anyone might want, really. Someone to hold them while they fall asleep.
Please, let the wild rumpus begin.