Free DIY printable: You make me happy

Wouldn't it be sweet to give this free Good Gravy! DIY printable to someone today who makes you happy when skies are gray?

{Click here to download a 4.75" x 6.75 size card}

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...

The doughboy has landed

Don't adjust your screen.  What you're seeing is indeed my new best friend: A 54-inch styrofoam Pillsbury Doughboy.  And he's mine, all mine.

The grocery store down the street wouldn't sell me theirs, so I found this limited-edition guy online.  Yeah, quite a bit of dough was shelled out (pun totally intended) but it's such a cool item that I'm thrilled to now own it.

 Don't we make a beautiful couple?

Didn't taste like candy

While on vacation, I went to a candy shop and couldn't believe to find candy cigarettes still in production.  Of course, if you look carefully, there's no mention of "cigarettes." Riiight.

Which brings me to this confession: I smoked my very first cigarette last month.  First [and last] in my 34 years, and soley because I just wanted to see what it was like. 

The curiousity (along with my lung from hacking to death) is certifiably out of my system. 

Squashed!

I'm what you'd call an "accidental gardener." 

As in, I-threw-a-sorry-little-zucchini-plant-into-my-yard,-walked-away-for-a-while,-and-came-home-to-these-beasts:

Toy cow delicately positioned for comical scale.

Cape adventure

Back from a beach vacation on Cape Cod, Massachusetts. 

Regular programming, along with about 15 loads of laundry, now resuming.  :)

Pottymouth convict

I'm pretty determined to retain my Mother of the Year title.

Wavey drops a shoe and says quietly under her breath, "Oh s---, I dropped that."

I whip around and ask, "What did you just say?" which is followed by 10 minutes of me gently pleading her to verify the word I was pretty sure I heard.

Finally, she admits the word and I ask her which friend from school taught it to her.  She gives me a smirk and says, "No one from school.  YOU say it all the time."

&%$#@, she's right. 

At least she used it in correct context.

The August Grinch

I have some choice words for my discovery of Christmas items in the craft store yesterday...

...none of which are very nice because it's only August for crying outloud, and especially for this DIY doll, "Jingles the Sock Monkey." 

Button eyes = not right, folks.  Just not right.

Pop quiz

Wavey decided to meticulously dress herself this weekend.  So, here's my question:  Who should be more embarrassed by the other person?

(A) Me, because Waverly's outfit is delightfully wacky,

(B) Waverly, because I'm an adult wearing a child-sized t-shirt that reads "Member Doughboy Fan Club" paired with running shorts,

-or-

(C) None of the above because we were going to Walmart where we'd most likely blend right in.

Pencils down, please.