It's slowly coming together over here. I wanted to paint but being a genie/psychic I foresaw a very grouchy, non-compliant husband and just nixed the idea. Didn't even mention it.
In the apartment it was easy to just tack it, nail it, slap it on up there willy nilly. I'm not havin the same carefree attitude over here, each nail gets a full trial with jury in my mind before it's hammered in. I guess just don't wanna mess up my little dream box. Gotta remind myself I can always change my mind later....
This used to hang in our bedroom. Needs more play than a bedroom, don't you think?
Ahhhh, this one is special. Granny let me drool over it for a couple of visits and totally surprised me by tossin it in my van right before we headed home one time. She's pleased as punch to know that it hangs in our living room, on full display :)
Hot air balloons. One of my favorites.
Okay, so unpacking I am finding some interesting stuff. I bought this back when I was pregnant with my oldest and weak for celebrity pregnancy news. Why am I keeping it all these years? I haven't got a good answer. But I do keep it hidden, wouldn't want my sisters to laugh at me for buying it (again).
I remember how sad I was when my son pulled the reel out of the Mad Max tape. I kept the box, though (Gosh, really Laura?) and then to add insult to injury he later tore the box. I still kept the torn box and put Valley Girl in it.
I found another copy while livin out at my mom's. Whew!
Does that mean I will toss the other cover?
I don't know.
Finding toys that I originally bought for my kids but in reality have not been able to let them open.
Hush! They will mess them up, guys. That would be really sad, wouldn't it?
Currently watchin my backyard flood. Keepin a sharp eye on it.....
And hangin with Batman.
I'm a blessed gal.