Hey there- it's Saturday so I know almost no one is out there. "Hellooooo....."(me, tapping on the computer screen)
No big deal- I talk to myself a lot, and I'm o.k. with that.
So, I whine about how I want the magic toy fairy to drop a spirograph in my lap, then one goes and falls squarely above my knees and below my lady parts.
This lovely petite spirograph set came via the U.S. postal service from my new favorite person in the whole world, LeMom from Momma's World.
Moms love me, and I love them back.
I love that it all folds up into a neat 4x5" package that I can tuck into my purse for whenever there is a spirograph emergency.
I think this is an acceptable time to
use the word. Yes, I think it is.
I created this art just for you.
Yes you, silly.
It's not perfect, but it was my first try and I hope to improve my technique over time.
Eventually I shall take over the Worldwide art scene with my magnificent hypotrochoids.
Take THAT, fancy pants art...guy.
Oh, and I discovered Trader Joe's today. Sweet Jeebus they have a lot of cheap wine to choose from. The six bottles for $35 more than offsets the 5 bottles for $200+ I bought on our trip.
More about Joe's some other time, though. I need to get my beauty sleep/drink my cheap wine before tomorrow.
Did I mention that tomorrow I am judging a cake decorating contest at the Mall of America?
I will take pictures if they let me.
Who am I kidding? I totally will even if they don't.
This is Whiskeymarie signing off- Day 3 of Nablopomo.