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Wednesday, April 01, 2015

My Mom is Here!

Thats my excuse for not blogging. We've gone shoe shopping, and out for coffee; they're so tech savvy. Mom made an Easter cake with Oliver, and danced with Dick in the kitchen. Oliver went outside to catch tadpoles, then came inside and made some buttons flowers, completely by himself. I 'm pretty impressed since quite a few of the adults I've tried to teach were less successful. The days are going by too fast; I'm trying to convince mom and Dick to stay one more day, so we can go check out the Biltmore Gardens. And lastly, my felted bunny.

Sunday, March 29, 2015

I Haven't Blogged Because I've Been Doing Laundry.

More specifically, the same load of laundry, over and least half a dozen times. No, I didn't forget about it, leaving it to mold in the washing machine; it was so much more insidious. Oliver wears a Pull Up to bed at night, just incase of an accident. In the morning he undresses, throws his pull up away and puts his pajama's in the hamper. Unfortunately he forgot to throw one of his diapers away, and left it in his pajama bottoms. It then went through the wash. When a disposable diaper comes apart, it isn't soft cotton-y lint, oh no. It's more like fiber glass and plastic bits, embedded into your clothing. After the fourth wash and dry, I was beginning to wonder if I'd have to throw our clothing away, but I persisted. Finally, after the sixth laundering, my dryer's lint trap was clean. Lesson learned; do not throw loads of clothes in the washer, but put them in piece by piece.
After a very warm 72 degree day, we had a cold snap and woke up to a dusting of snow. This guy looks stylish no matter what the weather. He looked at himself in our full length mirror, just before leaving the house, and proclaimed, "Look how handsome I am!"

I taught myself a new craft this week; needle felting. I made a rabbit...well, it's supposed to be a rabbit. It looks more like a cross between a fox and a cat; I'll post a picture of it tomorrow. Monica and I had a crafting visit. While I felted, she worked on paper flowers for a birthday party, all via ichat. Video chat is a beautiful thing. (This was at the point where my felted rabbit looked more like an owl pellet.)

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

I Tried to Tell Him it was a Dog Bed.

But he didn't care, claiming it the perfect size for himself, and now it is on his already, incredibly long Christmas list.

He was walking around the house today, looking quite misshapen and tumorous. I asked him what was in his pockets, and this is what he pulled out. The rocks are huge, and I'm still not sure how he managed to get them in his pants.

Spring is here! Our trees are budding and blooming, daffodils have sprung up everywhere, and our pond is full of tadpoles.

Impulse toys; teach them young to buy thoughtlessly. Only in the USA... so sad.

Thursday, March 19, 2015

I've Never Had to Earn a Living.

I've worked before, but never to support myself, and that kind of bothers me. On the other hand, when I get past the guilt I really enjoy myself; like today. Morning coffee at Mountain Mojo, then lunch at 12 Bones with Kelly. Once I got home, I worked on button flowers, to put in Sophie's coffee shop, (I made so many my fingers are bruised and purplish,) and went through all of Oliver's clothes, putting all his outgrown things in a bag. Now, I'm helping Megan put together outfits from her wardrobe. Big time fun, in my book.

Oliver at Mojo. Kelly gave him the flower for behind his ear.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Today Has Been Weird.

I'm sure it has to do with how little sleep I got last night. It was midnight before I realized that Americano at 3pm, was probably why I was still wide awake. I took some magnesium, put Netflix on my iPad, and fell into a blissful sleep around 1am, that lasted for exactly 30 minutes, when Oliver started crying out for me. I got him back to sleep fairly easily, but then my allergies kicked in. Itchy noes, eyes, lips and mouth; I ate a jar of salsa and half a bag of corn chips, trying to burn/scratch the back of my throat. I was wide awake util 4:30, then drafted off to sleep, until Oliver woke up at 6am. I wanted to cry.
I tried to be productive today, but it's like I'm in a daze. I've accomplished nothing and am sitting here wondering where the day has gone.

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

The Beehive.

Megan has been working long hours, fulfilling orders and developing flashcards for her business. I was able to convince her to step outside into the light and gorgeous 72 degree weather we've been having. First stop was the park for Oliver to run around...and around....and around. Then we drove to Sophie's shop, The Beehive; she makes a mean americano, and her cafe is full of cute handmade goods. Oliver fell in love with this scarf, and yes, it did come home with us. He's a stylish kid.
We had so much fun visiting with Sophie, we may just make afternoon coffee part of our regular schedule.

Monday, March 16, 2015

Because Nothing Proclaims the Death and Resurrection of Jesus, like Glittered, Rhinestoned, Eggs.

I was needing to be crafty; I get depressed when I'm not making something, so I went to the Dollar Tree and bought a ten pack of hideously colored styrofoam eggs. I wasn't to concerned of what they looked like, because my goal was to transform them. A little Elmer's glue, some glitter and rhinestones, and the eggs were much more suited to my taste. I've had this glitter forever; it's Martha Stewarts brand and is extra fine, which I love, but it gets on everything. Today I walked into Mountain Mojo and Kelly looked at me and in all sincerity, asked if I got my nose pierced. No, just a perfectly placed piece of glitter, which she kindly removed from my nose, and which I noticed on her forehead a short time later. There's a reason glitter is referred to as the herpes of the craft world.

I was so pleased with how the eggs turned out, that I decided to make a silver glittered rabbit. I hunted for a plain styrofoam, or papier mache rabbit, but they were really pricey. I spotted this nicely shaped, purple rabbit, in the dollar spot at Target. Ugly; yes. But I had plans. (Why do they make so many ugly decorations?) I rubbed off as much of the purple stuff as I could, then painted glue onto the ear, and coated it in glitter. Yuck. It looked like my bunny had a terrible skin condition, so I thought I'd soak the bunny in water and try to rub all the purple stuff off. Bad idea on so many levels. First, I realized the skin on my hands was coming off. Hmmm, toxic glue perhaps? Then I noticed all the silver glitter coating my mop bucket. Glitter never goes away, so now when I mop my floors, they will literally sparkle, just not in a good way.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

This Week.

Inspired by Ashely @ Lil Boo Blue, to start painting again.

I used to draw a lot. These are dated 1987, which is ten years ago in my brain.

We've been having quite a few rainy days, so when it cleared a bit yesterday, Oliver and I went outside to throw a frisbee. After every throw, he would run over to a tree and lick rain drops off the branches. "It's good for my body, and makes me healthy." he proclaimed.

He's a funny kid. We were in Horse and Hero, looking at art and he insisted, "Mae Mae, I want to buy this smoking squirrel and take it home." I convinced him that taking a picture with the squirrel was just a good.

Playing games on the phone with Megan at The Beehive, and hanging out with his buddy, Alex, at Mountain Mojo.

Batgirl of Asheville.

I love animal prints, but really?

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Today, I Defied Death.

And the whole time I did it, Bon Jovi's, "Livin' on a Prayer," was going through my head. After my post about not feeling like myself, I had to do something to reclaim my identity, and painting my nails red was it. I can't tell you how many years it's been since my finger nails were painted, (it's been 3.5 since my toenails were enhanced with color.) I have a headache, and feel a bit wheezy, but my hands look like they belong to me now.

Do you like how I posed myself, so that I look about 20 pounds thinner than I really am?

Monday, March 09, 2015

Escaping the Snow.

Wednesday morning, I was video chatting with Monica, in Indiana, and she was bemoaning the upcoming snow storm, and freezing temperatures. Eight to ten inches of white stuff was expected, and she had to pick up her son Dominick from school at noon. As we chatted I mentioned that it was warm enough for my windows to be open, and that she should pack a couple of suitcases, put her two youngest in the van, and head to my house as soon as she picked up Dominick. She said, "Okay!" because my friends are awesome like that.
Thursday was rainy so we sat reading books, while Oliver and Dominick sat side by side, playing the Lego, Star Wars game, while Miles and Rosalie played on the floor.

Friday Megan kept an eye on the boy's while Monica, Rosalie and I went to the Biltmore.

We toured the house, saw the Downton Abbey clothing, then went on to the winery for a tasting. Monica bought a bottle of Tempranillo, which she renamed, "Elfin Banquet Wine," because that was a better description of the flavor.

Dame Maggie Smith's dress.

Saturday we took the kids to the park and Trader Joes....and, well, the rest of the day is a blur of little people activity.