Christmas Strike Out

Everybody gets one, I suppose. So I burned my Christmas karma this year.

I figured Liz would like something handmade - something "special." So I thought, hey, she needs a good stepstool in the kitchen, and I could probably make one without screwing it up too bad. So I bought the bits, got the plans, and went to work.

When said stool was done, I painted Shakespeare's 116th Sonnet on top - her favorite poem.

It went over like a lead balloon.

I guess, after ten years and no real strike-outs before, one of them is OK. But only one.