This is like a month over due, which is totally my fault. The shop is doing surprisingly well and when I'm not soaking/spraying/administering drugs or beating little itty bitty letters into metal, I'm working with the hubs on an unmentionable "life project." Spoiler: we're not making babies.
|The entryway into my house.|
It says "Beka and Archie" on it.
|This is bigger than real life.|
|Arrows in mint, are you KIDDING ME?!|