Hey, I wonder if that's where I get my habits of crooked artwork on walls just bugging me to pieces??? Ha, honestly there's a mile-long list beyond that: one stray hair hanging over someone's eyes, a kid's nose that desperately needs a Kleenex, sticky kitchen cabinet handles, misspellings.... actually, I better stop or I won't be able to go to sleep, lol.
Regardless, my mom made the most beautiful fiber art today. Here's the little piece, it's even 3-D, with real pine cones that are only about 1/3" long.
I'm proud of her because she doesn't want to grow older and boring, or older and cranky. She chooses to be a very positive and fun person.
To be fair, my father is just as much fun. He's a better sport about getting teased than just about anyone I know, and he's always wanting to know what his kids and grandkids are up to. The worst thing about him? If you try to stump him--about a historical date, a geographical location, the spelling of a word, you w-i-l-l not win. It's uncanny. My latest "pop quiz" was, where is Belize (I have a friend from there), and how to spell poinsettia. If it wasn't so funny, I'd be so annoyed!
The bucket of vintageness below is some of the prize that will be sent to the person with the most votes for their story: a cute preview for you!
I know this is a busy season, and several friends have written saying they're working on it, but I hope a few of you still write in. Just a paragraph even, I'd love to hear from you~
Sweet dreams!
1 comments:
oh don't feel alone..i am the same way..it's called being a perfectionist and it really is a pain in the neck cause i drive my self crazy until it is exactly like i want it or it goes in the garbage! You are not alone!
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