Not too long ago/an eternity ago the Love of my Life, the Sugar of my Dreams, the Sweetest Thing I Ever Met, and I snuck off and eloped (which means the same thing, I know). We had a most professional photographer who goes by the name if Tree Stump, or Car Roof, and sometimes Rope Swing Ladder. Not one to be tied down to the formalities of names, that one. Nor was he equipped with the finest of photography instruments. But we didn't mind, as I'm pretty sure that's not what matters in times like these...
I wore my white dress on my legs...
We drank some champagne
We got in our first (married) fight
And then we watched the sun go down over Tate lake
And as if that's not enough of a project, I've started another.... Sort of.
When we got "engaged" I nervously doled out a big acorn hat to Mike, and kept the little one for myself. Acorn engagement hats. Mike sweetly carried them, intact, all the way down Lookout Mountain, and I decided to make heads to go under them...
Mike has an atomically correct body attached to his, but I have yet to make my own... After I made the faces, I realized I should have made the entire body/head at once. But I wasn't going to remake the faces. So now we've got weird neck folds. Getting us ready for the distant but wrinkly future...
One day, maybe, there will be a body on me and I will finally get to make my teeny wedding dress (which I can't promise will be white...)
Love!
-Mrs Ann Middle
