My dear friend P came by for a visit today with her scrappin' toys and taught me all about fake flowers. I love her so much for making the trip that I even cleaned for her, and made her a cake. Honestly, I thought of cancelling a few times this week. Painting to be done, a self-pity sniffle, laundry, shopping, it was all almost the priority.
And in other corners of the house, I have planted my first seeds in hopes that someday the snow will end and I will be able to plant again. My retired neighbour has already swept her lawn, edged her beds and pruned hedges. I just had a nap.
I have painted the house top to bottom, gotten a part in Mamma Mia, earned a spot in the Canada-wide education summit Unplug'd in August, been granted admission to the Masters in Ed program I wanted, and still it's just not enough. I even have a new pair of red shoes. I've often thought of February as the long, dark, teatime of the soul....but April? This is just ridiculous.
So I owed myself today. A day to play with our cool stuff making fake flowers, while none will grow outside.
And in other corners of the house, I have planted my first seeds in hopes that someday the snow will end and I will be able to plant again. My retired neighbour has already swept her lawn, edged her beds and pruned hedges. I just had a nap.
I have painted the house top to bottom, gotten a part in Mamma Mia, earned a spot in the Canada-wide education summit Unplug'd in August, been granted admission to the Masters in Ed program I wanted, and still it's just not enough. I even have a new pair of red shoes. I've often thought of February as the long, dark, teatime of the soul....but April? This is just ridiculous.
So I owed myself today. A day to play with our cool stuff making fake flowers, while none will grow outside.
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| three fake flowers |
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