Last fall I fell in love with an old man. His craggy face and bald head brings a smile to my face each time I gaze upon that over-ripe visage; and, I dreamt of a moment when I could feel the joy of those early moments of creation once more.
I didn't have to wait long. The first of the year was flush with inspiration when I spied a trophy wall on a cousin's Instagram feed. I contacted her and asked if she'd be interested in a trophy husband to add to the wall of fame. Thankfully, she was game, and the fun started. Now that he has been hung on the trophy wall, I can share our journey from pinch pot porcelain to trophy husband.
Doesn't he look great?!?