“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.”
Theodore Roosevelt
Who really counts is the fabulous and inspiring person who paid you to do it! Thank you Courtney.
Courtney stands by her new painting.
I fretted and worried all night and for the entire ride to meet her that she would hate it. Which she didn’t! We had a fabulous day celebrating her birthday by soaking in culture at the Kimball Museum, doing a little gratuitous shopping and tons of eating. I toasted the occasion with a Raspberry Martini and we had lots of cake!
AND SO WE HAD CAKE!