Glitter....everywhere.

6:54 a.m. I had just stumbled downstairs with a naked 2 year old who had removed her diaper and wet the bed. I had not yet had my first cup of coffee when I heard..."hey honey, do we have anything I can take to work for a gag gift....today?"
I delivered, within the 20 minute window, the most awful Santa sweatshirt ever made. I knew I saved that thing for 20 years for a reason.

A work in progress. Ok - its 64 degrees outside. Need to leave the workshop.

First attempt. Thought I might make some fun glittery earrings. May need more than one attempt.

"Now that I have shredded this Kleenex, I think I need to lay down and rest."

This weather is crazy. January 5th and the high for today is supposed to be 62 degrees. It's wonderful. Every day like this makes the winter shorter. Love.

I've abandoned my previous blog, in the hopes of a fresh start.  Today has been fairly typical, besides the fact that the kids are still on Winter Break.  I managed to get to the gym this morning, with the intent of hitting a group class with some friends, but when I saw all of the people waiting to go in, I opted out.  Mostly I wandered around not feeling very motivated, but hey, I went.  The kids blew off some steam and when we came home, I fed them and told them to disappear.  After I got Roo down for a nap, I headed to the basement to work on some headbands...I finished 4 or 5 - can't remember. I need to get pix and get some on Etsy.  I hate putting stuff on Etsy for some reason.  It's a wonderful marketplace, but it's so vast that it's almost impossible to stand out. Sigh...I'm a maker, not a seller, I guess.
Ruby (a.k.a. Roo) who is 2, threw our iPad down the stairs yesterday morning...very unapologetically.  Who knows what makes her do the things she does.  She is almost always in trouble for one thing or another. This was just more severe than writing on the walls, or tearing up books, climbing onto the counters, or drinking out of the dog's water bowl. Sitting in the naughty spot (again) didn't really seem like harsh enough punishment, but...