My girls seem to have inherited my own mother's tendency to talk (but I mean this in a nice way). Sometimes I'll catch their eye while I'm in the midst of doing something and see that quick intake of breath, signaling their sudden urge to tell me something. Sometimes it makes me laugh, but at other times it makes me want to throw things.
Being a non-talker in a house of female chatterboxes is a challenge at best. :)
My goodness.
I need a vacation from these constantly floor-licking Pugs as well. The sugar bowl spilled a bit onto the floor, last night, and even after I swept it up, it was hard to get every little smidgen. Daisy's spent the better part of this morning licking the hardwood, and she's got a bubbly beard now from all of her spit accumulating. That's a visual I'm sure you're glad to think about.
And apparently the girls have had cookies in their room, which ended up leaving crumbs under their bunk-bed, and now middle daughter is using a damp cloth to collect ants. Eeewww.
Do you get the idea that I'm just a tad tense? Must remember that the windows are up, so that the neighbors who are sitting on their front porch across the street won't hear me when I scream and holler. (just kidding!)
Instead will pet the box of discontinued linen cross-stitch thread I got on sale at Michael's yesterday. Got a new packet of sharps as well. Thinking of something like this to work on. Gorgeousness, yes? I have a pretty piece of muslin and scraps/buttons galore. Would love to create something along the same lines.
Now it's time to go. Enough fussing for now.
Being a non-talker in a house of female chatterboxes is a challenge at best. :)
My goodness.
I need a vacation from these constantly floor-licking Pugs as well. The sugar bowl spilled a bit onto the floor, last night, and even after I swept it up, it was hard to get every little smidgen. Daisy's spent the better part of this morning licking the hardwood, and she's got a bubbly beard now from all of her spit accumulating. That's a visual I'm sure you're glad to think about.
And apparently the girls have had cookies in their room, which ended up leaving crumbs under their bunk-bed, and now middle daughter is using a damp cloth to collect ants. Eeewww.
Do you get the idea that I'm just a tad tense? Must remember that the windows are up, so that the neighbors who are sitting on their front porch across the street won't hear me when I scream and holler. (just kidding!)
Instead will pet the box of discontinued linen cross-stitch thread I got on sale at Michael's yesterday. Got a new packet of sharps as well. Thinking of something like this to work on. Gorgeousness, yes? I have a pretty piece of muslin and scraps/buttons galore. Would love to create something along the same lines.
Now it's time to go. Enough fussing for now.
