Anyhoo, during Ace of Cakes one of the decorators was carving a cake into a manatee shape. "It's easy," she said, "I just cut away the bits that don't look like a manatee." Which is one of those things sculptors always say. Still.
Right now I'm in the phase of book writing where I'm cutting the way the bits that don't look like a manatee. Sadly, I'm trying to do this while having no idea what a manatee actually looks like, which is one advantage cake sculptors have over writers.
The other advantage, of course, is access to cake. I have no cake.
I do have a nearly completed cross-stitch item:
I now have to decide if the screwed-up spacing in the f-g-h row will make me nuts. I suspect it will, which means I'll have to rip back to the "l," which is where I apparently lost my ability to count. Stupid counting.
Two things to make the day better, tho:
- A Slate series on Japanese craftsmen (there may be some women later in the week. Right now, tho, just men.) Today's installment is about indigo dying. Fascinating.
- Fantasia sings "Lady Marmalade." I dare you to not crack a smile when she goes over to Patti LaBelle.