It's Deep and Dark When All The Surface Is Gone

It was a lovely, nice weekend at the Mothership. The niece turned three and attention had to be paid. Also, for some unknown reason, my hair started turning grey at the roots. Not all over, mind you, just a few here and there. Weird, right?

Now, it is on to another long week of work. It is the big push to the finish to see if this WIP is going to fly or not. It's tough, because I want it all to come together, but right now, I just don't know. Wish me luck, it's going to be a bumpy ride.

I had to pull out the Man Candy big guns in order to grease the wheels. Oh, gorgeous hunky men, work your magic.

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