Not Annie, me. ME!
Today I finally finished the big blue cake. It hung around in M's dining room for awhile, then mine. Now it's done and on its way to the storage space. Bye-bye blue cake. You got to be famous for a minute, along with my blue-stained cuticles.
BBC was a lesson in airbrushing - I'm still finding stuff in the house that turns blue when anything wet touches it. It was also a reminder of how much I don't miss the ad business. As stinky as this job is sometimes (rotting chicken juice, anyone?) I'd rather be one of the people working on the set than one of the ones sitting around trying to justify my expense account. That's just me. -B