A Dreamy Job

Just a few shots from this evening's banquet.

I've said it before and I'll say it again--I have the best job in the world. It's made exceptionally wonderful because I work with talented, funny, and genuinely good people. This week is a busy one and I've been trying to savor it, as things and places in our CCF lives are going to change soon. There are lots of amazing things about what we do, but here are a few that I am particularly fond of--

I love that we smell good.
I love that we play the same CD 8 times a day and I it doesn't matter much.
I love that Holly refuses to drink water and Tasha has a pastry problem.
I love that the things we make are beautiful AND they make people smile.
I love that we can read eachother's minds.
Michelle loves it when we talk in the 3rd person.
I love that there's never a pen to be found at the computer desk phone. . . NEVER. EVER.
I love my dirty green apron.
I loves Stephen's transportation drawings.
I love that I know who to call when we need something and they willingly come running.
I love that our customers are our dear friends.
I love the daily routine and the daily mayhem--somehow they work together to create daily magic.
I love the brilliant combinations of color.
I love that the seasons change within our walls without even a glance outside.
I love the smell of paint fumes mixed with fresh foliage.
I love the sound of the phone ringing and the laughter that is ever present.
I love that there is place on the planet where I feel capable, respected, creative and comfortable.
I love knowing that there are wonderful things ahead.