Sometimes...

Sometimes times you have to start from square one...(although nothing IS square).

Sometimes...it ain't pretty.

Sometimes things are prettier in pink...(that's not the kitchen, by the way).

Sometimes you wake up to surprising things...

Sometimes you have to spread out your mess for everyone to see...

Sometimes you get a horrible haircut and cry for an hour...

Splotchy face, red, puffy eyes on top of a shoddy new do? You really weren't expecting a picture, were you?

But then, sometimes you have 5 ripe bananas...

They're in there, I promise...(along with blueberries or chocolate chips or apples).

Sometimes you have to wait for a recipe because the cook is moving/packing/setting up a classroom/new house/sanding/painting/adjusting to the new helmet-head. 

You'll get it...sometime.