Here's our table for Thnksgiving. It seemed so small with only three places set. We had a nice dinner and played cards afterwards for hours. Then we watched the Italian, a russian movie about an orphan looking for his mom. It was incredibly slow moving ala most foreign films, but the ending was happy. I am a total happy ending kind of girl. Life is tough enough. I hear and deal with so many horrible things going on with people and children that when I watch a movie I don't want it to be like real life. I want it to be like imagination. I know this is shallow and if you look at movies as an artform, terribly narrowminded. But I tend to look at movies like asperin or a ferris wheel trip. Take me somewhere besides here, tell me a good story, a leave me with a pleasant feeling. I guess movies are my cheap therapy. How do you like your movies?
And in other news, here are my chinks:

I'm not sure why the pics loaded like that but you get the idea, The tops and little doohickeys on the sides under the cochos are hand tooled. I think I am going to try and sell them at the artisans' show here in Meeteetse in Dec. I really like them, especially the tooling design, but I want mine to be made of softer, thinner leather.





