food, crochet, merriment
As you may have noticed, we had a guest this morning.
That, my friends, is because I was working on a few Valentines of my own…
for some little cupids that hang around these parts.
And just when I finished with these, a cute bald kid I know begged asked politely for…
a bit of this. Amazing what you can pull off in the wee hours for the ones close to your heart.
Hope you have a happy Valentine’s Day tomorrow!
Oh, and please do kiss someone.
Wouldn’t want you to waste the day!
heh, heh.
right this minute…
Little fingers that are learning magical things…
Gum wrapper chains…remember them?
…stay tuned!
Candy too pretty to eat…well…almost.
A new headband with every color in the universe.
Finding a cozy home for some dear friends…
A busload of brand new snow…
Chocolate marshmallows. Yes, I said CHOCOLATE marshmallows. Why’s it taken so long to think up that cool idea?
Seriously.
A new, Diva Pink and Silver BagBag in the works…
A far away boy walking in the snow…
Real, live Oreos with real, live footballs on them. Oh, my-my.
Ok, Perhaps there is life after heartbreak.
Oh, we were ready, all right.
We had the food…
the colors…
the decorations…
the cheer leaders…
and my lucky purple socks.
Then the unthinkable happened.
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Lost.
Gracious Rain sadly declares a national day of mourning…
I’ll be back when I have the strength…
to go on.
My sweet nephew, Jesse–has been blessed with an amazing artistic talent. Lately, he designed this awesome T-shirt for Threadless–a company that will produce and promote an artist’s work based on the scores each shirt receives from viewers.
We are so excited to show you his designs and ask that you click on the icon below. It will take you to the site where you can score and vote–for his, and other shirts–if you’d like.
Please, please–do check it out…
Thanks~ We love you…
Good luck Jesse!
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Seriously? Is this where we are?
Could our sweet babies honestly be turning two?
Truly? Madly? Deeply?
It’s hard to believe…
that we’ve had all this sunshine…
for two years straight.
And yet, somehow…
it must be true.
Whether or not I’m ready for it…
the babies are not such babies these days.
The only thing growing faster than these little dew drops…
is our love…
for them.