Mojo Recovery

Our neighbors with the dog (as opposed with the neighbor with the cats like woah) - had gotten it into their head that they really wanted to spend time with us. After the better part of 8-9 years and not getting to this, we were suspicious. But tonight was the designated night. Troup-troup-troup. Oh... OK, they seem interesting. The topic of craft/hobby comes up. They're artistically appreciative to inclined. Rather than explain my clay craft, I bring over the boxes with no conscious motivation of maybe getting a sale. However they're rather over the moon on everything and the guy ended up claiming the botanical garden. She almost claimed one of my earliest tea tins. That's a piece I don't bother to take to craft fairs anymore- it doesn't catch most eyes (which shocked her, but it's how it always is: trash/treasure, etc.) - but I will tempt her with it later, indeed I will. Many things were explained and exclaimed upon. She has suggested a variation on the Tupperware party or a one-house version of open studios, sort of free-form, which she said she could host (their living room is so much better). ... Wow? 
I came right home and started a new tea tin in the style of said earlier tin but moreso this one that I traded gilana  for a great quilt. OK, it's 1 now. I've been at it for about 2 hours or so. I've laid down almost all of the horizontal stripe bit on the main body. I will vermicelli it later.

So, thank you neighbors, for your fresh enthusiasm, spontaneous patronage, and overall encouragement. I am, in fact, encouraged. Kinda wishing I had another 2 hours to work on it all. Mojo. I haz it. Also, want to do another dragon (like the one from my icon) Real Soon Now.