First I have to tell you about yesterday.
I'll spill it as fast as I can.
I have been helping my friend with recommendations to assist her care of her 96 year old mother. She calls me her care-giver consultant.
Isn't that fancy?
Our visit was a lot of fun for me.
I love to wear my nurse hat
I love love love to give advice.
wanted or NOT
gag choke spit cough----
did I really actually admit that OUT LOUD?
Oooooooo I did I really did.
this is where you very politely fake your surprise!
From their house a fabric store is close by.
I went in with coupons and plans.
Plans for 5 aprons and doll clothes.
I have been hoping to do some type of little cottage industry work.
Doing absolutely NOTHING for pay is just not an option.
I'll go crazier than I already am.
With the store sales and careful planning and two 40% coupons,
I left with 2 big bags full of fabric. Everything needed for the aprons, and ta da da
I spent $46.
For real, pinkie swear.
While I was shopping a woman who worked there but didn't look like she did started talking to me about working on her day off. She told me the remnant bin was getting marked down by 75% and I put about 6 of those puppies into my cart. I also put a few bolts of fabric back that I would no longer need.
It was just like the old days when a remnant cost 50 cents.
The most expensive one was $1 .26.
I would have turned a cartwheel if I could.
In my head I was flipping like a circus performer!!
YES YES YES I was!
No I am not excited.
This morning I got up eager to organize and create a work space that wouldn't bother everyone else. The kitchen table is not a good idea. My craft room has bunk beds in it.
Just teasin...you'll get photo updates till your sick of them. But hallelujah you'll get to see something besides a dog!
I kid you not!
OK next time I'll photograph the evidence.
Jen went to a great JOB interview that was so positive she came home on cloud nine. She didn't get an answer yet, as in "your hired." However, we are believing that she will get this job. The main thing is she said it filled her with so much hope that regardless she is going to improve her job situation. Much prayer has gone and is going into this. The exciting part is that it would be days, Mon- Thurs and she would be home in the evening to raise her kids.
Cartwheel flipping happening AGAIN!
We are talking about setting up a booth at the Farmers Market in Jackson. We can sell our crafts, flowers, baked goodies, and anything else we can think of. Jen would be able to help load it all up on Friday's and we'd go sell on Saturday morning.
She LOVES the idea and would be the best marketer ever!
Which has me on cloud nine.
She is on cloud nine.
Did I tell you that I'm on cloud nine?
It's a big cloud.
There's room for you too.
It's a cloud called hope. and like that isn't enough, get a load of this...
We also went to visit our friends and take them a meal.
amazingly smart, ( he can explain how to mix up oatmeal cookies with "wayzins" in a bowl and he isn't even two years old yet) with DIMPLES no less, breathe my lips are stuck puckered up
triple chins at two weeks old... here count them,
why do they know if your sitting down? and he was quiet long enough for his Mommie to eat her dinner. She needs her calories with the way this fella is porkin out. What a sweet heart. He looks just like his Daddy. There is nothing like a newborn baby to just soothe everything in a woman. I melted. In fact I was so overcome with the baby gushie gooey feeling of "ahhhhh" that I totally forgot a feet picture. They were even nekkid and I STILL forgot.
I claim a dementia moment! A relaxed moment! Oh forget it*** I apologize alright? I have committed the carnal sin of blogdom, the omission of tiny toes. It gives me another reason to go back over there doesn't it?
and it is still a good great nothing could be better day....
my cup is spilling over yes I have pain, no nothing has changed except for attitude
giving thanks to my wonderful