My distaste for permanence

Good morning, my many mystical muffincakes!

Today I am lamenting the permanent qualities of permanence.  I'm not really the type of person who does well with making decisions that cannot be unmade. Example: I'm in a buffet line ready for dessert. What do I pick? The pie? The cake? The ice cream?  All three, obviously, because then you don't risk regrets.

So, you wonder, what in the world is this girl rambling about?  The name! The Mighty Sprout! I keep wanting to change it as I think of things that I like more.

Wouldn't MossMoss be a nice name? Or Victorious?

I'm tempted, dear friends, tempted indeed...

Mission failed.. for now.

Well, it looks like I won't be selling my pieces at any of the Providence Open Markets this summer! But, as they say, que sera sera... right?
And I made a (feeble) attempt at contacting a real live shop person about putting my work in there. Not so much luck. As my boss occasionally tells me, I need to grow some cojones.
Life is just a work in progress, right?