Grape Fest

Grape Fest. What can I say about Grape Fest? As it turns out, not a whole lot; we were pretty dead. On the bright side, I was working at a wine tasting room two blocks from a wine festival all week. There was great music, crafts, art, food, and WINE. Main street in Grapevine is really cool without these things, but add them, a few hundred drunk people and MAN- talk about a recipe for a good time.

We ran a special on seven glasses this week. A cab, tempranillo, port, viognier, house sangria, dry rose, and a white table blend along with a special on mimosas. We always have the best patio in town, and our musicians rival those at the festival, but in the end a two block trek was too much for people. I cant stand being bored at work, so one of the best parts of my weekend was spent handing out fliers. It reminded me of petitioning for Planned Parenthood in Southwest Missouri, but the audience was considerably more friendly; unfortunately, they were about equally receptive.

I finally consider myself completely unpacked and uncluttered. Keepsake boxes were the last items to find their place in my room, and within minutes many of their contents found places tacked to my walls along with magazine clippings and some sketches from high school. My sentimental heart feels MUCH more at home. We also had a neighborhood garage sale this weekend which benefitted my studio greatly. I'm very pleased with how it's coming together, and the light is even better than I expected.

Most else I have going on probably wont excite. I'm developing an idea for new business cards, a short bio, and photographs for branding with which my sister Ty has been a tremendous help and support. In addition to the portraits themselves on the agenda, there are a few books I'm reading to prepare for the sales side of the operation. My creativity is a little zapped as a result of all the constructive activity, but I have made a promise to myself to keep this updated. Thank you as always, friends near and far, for the views.