This weekend Sean and I went to one of those little shops where you pick out a piece of pottery you want to make and paint it right there in the store. It seemed a little sappy to me at first, especially since there were just a bunch of little kids running around making mementos for their proud parents, but I have to admit, it was a good time. Sean and I painted coffee cups. He picked out one that had feet on the bottom and I chose a kettle-shaped cup. We picked out about fourteen colors, brushes, and rubber stamps and got to work. We ended up sitting there for a little over two hours painting and repainting those stupid little mugs before we finally decided that we had been there long enough and where ever we were at was a good stopping point. I watched about five different groups of kids come in and out of there by the time we each had out cups finished and I gotta say, our creations didn’t look much different from what the kids painted. I painted code words, inside jokes, names, and Africa (since we met there) on my cup (which I fully intend to pawn off onto him) and he painted…..I’m not sure what on his. When we were done, I was feeling a little defeated since little kids achieved in 25 minutes what took me two hours to accomplish, but Sean assured me that we did a great job and we went to go pay. The woman working there looked at out cups, and asked a few polite questions then decided that she was going to give us the child discount and not charge us as the adults that we sort of are. Figures. But regardless of how things turned out, we had a really good time painting, talking and joking around and it was money well spent. I have to go pick the cups up in a week after they have been glazed and fired. I’ll probably just tell whoever is working there then that some kids made them for me, then send ‘em to Sean.

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