I didn't take a single picture today. I could have taken a picture of Greta eating a wild berry Edy's Fruit Bar, where the purple popsicle was smudged around her lips like clown makeup on Heath Ledger as the Joker. But I didn't; you're welcome.
To preface, I took no pictures today, so you get this...
Has anyone tried this Popcorn Salt? I got some in my stocking for Christmas (yes, I still get a stocking, even though I'm 33), and even though popcorn is one of my favorite snacks, I thought it seemed like a pretty pointless gimmick. But then I tried it. You only need a tiny bit, and it really does seem to "penetrate every kernel." Hehe.
The only thing I really collect is buttons. I have always loved them. Sometimes I sort through them like they're old photographs because I can remember where most of them came from. I plan to figure out something creative to do with them someday. And, someday, I plan to start a business involving buttons. No lie.
For a Christmas / housewarming gift, my best friend from high school, Taryn, gave me a very noteworthy gift. She finished a tall end table and took pages from one of our favorite books from high school, and with all of her crafting powers, she affixed the pages to the table. (The binding on her first copy of the much-loved book came undone, which worked out for me.) I often find myself staring at it for unusually long amounts of time. It's a really great table. It is going to look really nice in our reading nook, once I convince Pat the turret portion our bedroom should in fact be a reading nook instead of a guitar collection nook.
Isn't it beautiful?
I love it so much. Anyone who can name the book (without cheating) deserves a pat on the brain.
Things have been sort of unfun around here lately, while we prepare for our move (which is Thursday - woot!), and Pat and I wanted to do something fun with Greta today. We ended up going to the zoo for their anual ZooBoo. The weather was great, and of course everybody else decided to go to the zoo too. It was totally packed, which sort of sucked the fun out of it for me, but Greta had lots of fun. I think she might have gotten a bit of my low tolerance for BS, though. When I was sorting through photos I found this one, where she is clearly flipping someone off.
That's my girl. Heh.
Also annoyed by the crowds were the tigers, one of whom ran up and decided to spray some zoo-goers. (A quick and unscientific search on the Internet tells me the spray is a mix of urine and anal gland secretions!) Thankfully we witnessed it from afar. Double heh.
I sat in my driveway wearing a fanny pack, talking to friends who stopped by to check out our yard sale and the crazies in the neighborhood. It was actually a really fun time, and I enjoyed wearing the fanny pack way too much.
Thanks to our visitors who stopped by to make the day more fun and buy our crap previously enjoyed goods.
