I have never really been a crafty person, in case you didn't know. My mom is mad awesome quilter and my sister can think up any craft idea and stitch it together in no time. Then, there is me. The one who has to call Mom or Clare anytime I get an inkling to do something even remotely crafty. They both are very good at decoding my questions when I don't know the technical names for any of the items I need to purchase, and they can always tell me which type of fabric I need for each project. Apparently, over time, somethings are starting to stick! I'm in the process of putting together a couple birthday gifts and I am SO stinkin' excited to share them!! Unfortunately, I can't post anything on here yet because one of the gifts is for my friend Elise's daughter Emory's upcoming first birthday. (I know you said no gifts necessary, but deal with it. We are coming and bearing a super cute little gift!!)
So, basically, I can't tell you anything about what I'm up to...but if I have peaked your curiosity at all, just text me and I'll send you a picture of what I'm working on! (O: (Elise, this does not go for you...you'll have to wait~!) (O:
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
These things are EVERYWHERE!!
I'm not sure if this is due to living in the country, the field across the street, or a recently vacant house now full of life...but we have a problem. A Spider Problem. This is serious business. I'm not talking one little guy here and there...I'm talking killing at least 5 A DAY!
I am overly, irrationally afraid of all 8-legged stalkers and HATE that creepy crawly feeling I get when I've seen one. Even after I have smashed him into oblivion and I have his guts in the papertowel to prove it, I still feel icky all over and will swat at myself for hours, feeling phantom spiders crawling on me. (to add to this...Jason just came in to tell me when need to also watch ourselves and Zeke for ticks...as he just plucked one off his knee after his run. AHH!!)
I guess this post is rather pointless too...seeing as there isn't anything anyone can do about this dilemma...but I had to get it off my chest! I am now scanning every corner and the ceiling of every room upon entering it to see if a new "friend" has taken up residency. Hopefully after a little while, we will kill enough of them that they will spread the word and move on...
Oh, did I mention that our vacuum cleaner broke so I can't even just suck them up anymore...we actually have to get physical. Gross.
I am overly, irrationally afraid of all 8-legged stalkers and HATE that creepy crawly feeling I get when I've seen one. Even after I have smashed him into oblivion and I have his guts in the papertowel to prove it, I still feel icky all over and will swat at myself for hours, feeling phantom spiders crawling on me. (to add to this...Jason just came in to tell me when need to also watch ourselves and Zeke for ticks...as he just plucked one off his knee after his run. AHH!!)
I guess this post is rather pointless too...seeing as there isn't anything anyone can do about this dilemma...but I had to get it off my chest! I am now scanning every corner and the ceiling of every room upon entering it to see if a new "friend" has taken up residency. Hopefully after a little while, we will kill enough of them that they will spread the word and move on...
Oh, did I mention that our vacuum cleaner broke so I can't even just suck them up anymore...we actually have to get physical. Gross.
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