
+ I had a dream last night that my teeth were falling out. It is a reoccurring nightmare I have. And perhaps the most annoying thing about going to sleep. I heard once that when your teeth fall out in dreams it means your subconscious is telling you your life is out of control. Duh. I do not need a horrible dream to tell me that.
+ I am realizing that if I am serious about this whole BOOK thing I have to stop sharing my projects online. No one wants a book of ideas they have already seen. The lovelies in the above photo are a new mini book. Dandelion magic from here and here.
+ Quite often Paul says something along the lines of "Babe, you know what we really need? A insert kitchen tool here." And I love to smile sweetly and say, "Babe, we can register for that." And suddenly he looks as though we really do not need said kitchen tool. It is an interesting social experiment.
+ I got a $14 haircut today. I have no qualms about spending $7.50 for a letterpressed greeting card, but a hair cut? I think I am missing the glamorous gene. But at least I can say with my straggly head held high that I steer clear of e-cards.
+ Tropical Storm Hanna is outside, college football is inside, I have a floor full of laundry that needs to be folded, we have friends coming for dinner tonight AND hooray, hooray – my teeth are all correctly nestled into my jaw bone.
Saturday, you fun-loving day you, rock on.
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