Thursday musings

Today is a great day. Getting a lot done. I'm working on an album for a client. It's the first heavy duty scrapping I've done in a few months. I'm loving it! I've got Harry Connick Jr. singing Christmas carolls in the background. It would be better if he was here, but we couldn't work that out.

Dylan has a friend over.
Meet Bobby.

Bobby was Dylan's first friend at his new school this year. They get along great. When they have playdates they last all day and we usually go from one house to another, sometimes ending up with a sleep-over. And no, his teeth aren't usually blue, he was eating a lollipop.

I have a couple of favorite things I'd like to share with you. First of all....
my DANSKOS!!

These are the best shoes ever! I "won" a black pair on ebay, brand new in the box. I instantly fell in love with them and didn't want to take them off -ever. Now, since brown is the new black and I'm all about brown, you know I needed another pair in ....yes, brown. I couldn't stop thinking about them. I searched high and low on ebay but they only had used and who wants used shoes, blech. So I caved and picked up a pair downtown. I'm wearing them now. Love 'em. They're oiled leather. When they get a scratch, you just rub it away! How great is that?? They should make more things like that. Cars for instance. So what if the shopping cart smashed into the car, just rub that scratch away!

THE clock.

I have decided that after 7 years of living here, that I should start decorating. You see, I have what is known as "decoraphobia" - fear of making a mistake decorating so you do nothing at all. I've sought help with my phobia and now I'm going nuts - remember THE chair?? Well.....now it's THE clock. I love it.
Also an ebay purchase by the way.

On a sad note....my wreath has died.

Yes, I know it was already dead, but now it's just dry, brown and smelly and you want to know why? Well, it's the rotation of the earth thank you very much. Or rather, the earth's position these days. I hung the wreath on the door and the sun just cooked the darn thing. If I didn't take it down I'm sure it would have burst into flames. Funny, I don't remember this happening every Christmas, but then again, I don't remember much.