Well, it appears from the congratulations I got on that layout from yesterday that I have some explaining to do. One more time for the record, I'm not pregnant. However, now even I am freaked out about it. :P
I've been feeling so tired because J wakes up after midnight and does not go back to sleep. This has been going on for a week. He is not sick that I am aware of. I think if anything his language has exploded and he wakes up jabbering on about everything--balls, woody, gee (the dog, as in doggee). And while I'm grateful that one fire appears to have been put out, the lack of sleep is killing me. I used some new tricks at bedtime last night, and they appear to be working. Ha ha! I'm so thankful sometimes for the Internet, it's like having a group of a million moms in your living room who are going through exactly the same thing give you advice. A modern miracle is what it is.
I hope to get some green pictures today. I know, I'm such a slacker not staging my photos. I did get J a green shirt for $3 at Michael's last week. And I got these for me:
I can't really explain my fascination with the push pins. I can't. I don't understand it. And I'm not the person who should be fascinated by them, I'm entirely too clumsy (yep, I still have my surgery degree hanging on the wall, mocking me). I've stick myself more times than I can count now with the Maya Road pearl ones. They are in a bag and the ends stick out every which way and get me every time I haphazardly move that thing around my space. My goal is now to use 6 of these pins, so that I can put the pearl ones in their spots on the circle. The javelins need to be confined to the circle for the safety of everyone in my household. (I'm not the only one who has picked up the bag wrong, dh is none to happy about my masochistic obsession either. I shouldn't have left them on the counter.) But they are pretty uh? Until tomorrow.
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