My mom swears up and down that she enrolled me in swim lessons as a child. But, I have a long term memory like a safe (and a short term one like a sieve), so I know she is a big fat liar, and I’ll sing that all the way to the bottom of the pool while I sink like a rock.
So, I took matters into my own hands, and I took some adult swimming lessons last week. To be honest, I know how to *swim*, but it doesn’t look pretty. It’s starting to look prettier. So, now you know all about that…
I have gotten ZERO anything done after the kids are in bed thanks to our latest Netflix binge sesh. White Collar? I can’t stop – hence, you know, the binge.
I suddenly want to be part of the FBI and solve crimes with a suave and clever sidekick. And ha. Joke would be on them because I can barely figure out where that nasty smell is coming from in our kitchen let alone take down a white collar espionage suspect.
Thinking about signing up for a craft show or two this summer. You know, a little spinoff from my Etsy shop. Has anyone ever done one before? Tips for a total noob? I don’t want to get to the show and be all like:
You know what I love? When a blog friend has a baby. It just makes my eyes all sweaty. Grace had another beaut yesterday morning – Phoebe Anika. I am fairly certain we do not have to beg her for all of the details and more, but perhaps we should nudge her along because we are all waiting for the low down on her new bundle. And she certainly cannot be busy with anything else right now, so hook us up. Because it’s all about us.
But seriously. Enjoy your hospital vacay, Grace, and we will patiently wait for the stories and deets!
I rented my first audiobook this week. Can you think of anything more exciting?
I’m actually surprised that I am enjoying it though because I am a terrible listener. I cannot follow along to audio only; I need something visual too, but for some reason, this is working.
One time in high school, we had to take a standardized test measuring our listening skills. I failed it because the directions were read aloud to us, and I didn’t pay attention.
Because we just can’t seem to quit the cold, I ordered this pretty yesterday. And, because I finally broke down and bought a jacket, we can all be sure that it will warm up right quick. You can thank me now.
I’m going to harass you about this stitch-a-long until you do it.
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