Showing posts with label random. Show all posts
Showing posts with label random. Show all posts

Party Pants

How was your weekend?  Mine was nice; it included steaks on the grill, cheesecake with cherries on top, a pizza slice the size of my head, and CHRIS' BIRTHDAY!






1.  Party pants needed a party hat to match his party banner (#3).  He did not like wearing it.
2.  My status over the weekend went from "Not A Griller" to "You Bet Your Ass I'm A Griller."  I told Chris I was making hamburgers on the grill for his birthday to trick him like any good wife would.  Not surprisingly, he preferred the T-bone.
3.  The party hat banner I made for Chris' birthday last year (and will display every year).
4.  The end of another weekend, and the thoughts of aaalllll the screen printing I have to work on tomorrow morning...

lately...

lately things have been busy.  i've not given the time to my blog i should, and although part of me wants to because i do enjoy it, the other part of me knows that there are more pressing issues - like getting caught up on orders as well as making triple the amount of items i usually do in preparation for a new store i'll be selling at, and a holiday pop up shop.  when i haven't been working on making more pyrite heart bracelets or pulling more prints, i've been getting used to this new lens and taking pictures of other things i've been doing...





























sometimes just taking pictures of simple things around the house can be fun... or maybe i think it's fun because it's my way of putting off work, who knows!  i've re-potted a few succulents, i've cleaned off my dining room table of thrifting finds (the owl lamp and the bride and groom cake topper) so that i have more room to make block prints and paint portraits, and i'd like to say i didn't stop one or ten too many times to eat the pretzels i baked, but i'd be lying.

also, completely random, but do you ever talk to friends, significant others, etc. while they're falling asleep in an effort to get them to talk in their sleep?  i love doing it to chris, because it's usually successful.  the last time he did it i actually wrote down what he said because it was too funny to forget.  here it is:

chris: "WHAT THE F*CK WAS THAT?!"
me: "what?"
chris: "a mouse spider ran from under the sofa and went across the den.  it was like a mouse, and a spider, too."
me: "where were you sitting when you saw it?"
chris: "they're like school chairs with desks."
me: "what?  where are you?"
chris: "at the drugstore.  i bought a cup and saucer for beca and doug."
me: "oh.  what does it look like?"
chris: "it was an eighth.  they measured it before they built it."