I will never forget the sweet and sassy Kristina Contes for saying that we should sign up for one of her classes if we wanted to get paint "all up in our manicure." Not only did we walk away from Klala's classes with paint under our nails, but also with a new perspective on art and its possibilities tucked in our pockets. What a creative force! The girl is on fire. Soon I will post the fruits from my time with the prodigy.
Kristina is the fizz in the seltzer, and I love her to death! Mixing her with my good friend Monica at MLPA last weekend was like . . . well, sort of like mixing gin and tonic. IT WAS ALL GOOD! Monica and I took both of Kristina's classes on Saturday and cropped with her until late Friday night. Such fresh, pure talent! I am a fan. Dude!!!
But, then I came home Saturday night to a call from Jack's riding partner's wife, telling me that J had been hit by a car making a left turn in front of him. What a terrifying couple of hours before I learned that he was okay! I drove to Virginia Sunday morning to pick him up from the hospital in Winchester. He was very sore and so, so lucky. His beloved BMW K75 was not so fortunate. J learned from the insurance company today that "Blue Balls" had been totalled. I guess the only good news (other than that he is okay) is that it was determined that the accident was in no way his fault, so the woman who hit him (or her insurance company) will be responsible for his expenses. J will reluctantly be driving his "cage" for a while.
For some reason, I felt that this entry had to be detailed in chronological order, so here's my most exciting news at the bottom -- the baby powder "all up in my manicure!"
My daughter, Nicole, gave birth to her second daughter today! Welcome Hannah! All is well with the girls, and I'm just sorry that Nebraska is not closer to Pennsylvania. I'll be posting pictures soon. In the meantime, enjoy this photo of Hannah's older sister, Lauren.