Happy Friday, blerg! Can you believe tomorrow is April already??! During my breastfeeding couch marathons, I’m working my way through “Sex and the City” (again). I started at Season 4 and watched it through to the end; now I’m back at Season 1. I hate 96% of Carrie’s outfits but this little rainbow dress was cuuuute. I also cried approximately 5 times while watching this show. Motherhood changes you. I am a total sap now.
I also like these grape earrings Samantha is wearing near the end of Season 6.
Check out the sexy paint job that Josh did on this unfinished wooden table his parents dumped under our back patio. Maybe someday he’ll paint the unfinished chairs to match! Ooooh, ahhhh.
Dear Spring, I love you and all of your flowers and crisp sunny days. Hey, is that trash? Funny that I didn’t notice it while I was taking the picture.
A week ago we had a visit from one of Josh’s co-workers. She brought M. a fun children’s book about dogs and a stuffed elephant, gave him lots of snuggles and then went on a house tour with us where she paid attention to ALL of the art (something that very few houseguests do–what a treat!).
Spotted on IG–spring florals for your home exterior? I’d do it.
It’s the first in my new line of miniature/dollhouse paintings! This was really fun to do. It’s for sale in my Etsy shop, HERE.
Found this in the bookcase and I’m giving it a spin. It’s a children’s book, but as it turns out my baby brain can’t handle anything too…er, complex. The “Great Brain” is a major hustler! I keep getting irritated at him on the main character’s behalf. Too bad I got rid of my Ramona Quimby books, I bet I’d enjoy those right about now.
I finally bit the bullet and bought myself some decent “walking” shoes, since all I’m doing is walking these days and all of the Brooks barefoot running shoes I have aggravate the hell out of my plantar fasciitis, which hurts every day all day long. Thank goodness just in my left foot, but still, UGH KNOCK IT OFF, BODY.
I’ve started painting my nails again. I enjoy a pastel nail for springtime.
A lone daffodil popped up in the bowling ball garden.
Corinne got me thinking about hooping again. I could always dust off the hoop and have some fun in the backyard…after I picked up all the dog poop, of course. Gross.
Who’s that shaggy dog?
DEPRESSED because RuPaul’s Drag Race, my favorite reality TV show of all time, switched from Logo to VH1 and for some horrible reason the full episodes of the new season aren’t available to watch on Logo. WHY RU WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? There has GOT to be a way I can watch it without cable. Who in the hell has cable these days, anyway? Seriously.
2011, a year that I was apparently skinny. Look at those arms! Sob! I never appreciated it. Youth is wasted on the young.
The current Joan Crawford painting was giving me fits so I painted over the whole damn thing, chose a different pose from the same session, and started over. I rarely paint over paintings but it was that bad.
More spring color inspiration, thanks to Instagram.
Yesterday I spotted a very low-hanging rainbow in the sky. Can you see it?
Finally (it happened to me) I got a haircut! I was so overdue. I tried cutting my bangs myself a few weeks ago and it was hopeless, they had grown out too much. Speaking of haircuts, Christopher aka Kissyfur aka Smitty is coming into town next week, and promises to do something with Josh’s current mop. Hooray!
Spotted this morning in the front yard.
We went for an earlier-than-usual baby/dogwalk today, but that’s what happens when you’re up at 5:30 in the morning. However, I can’t complain…Baby M. has slept through the night for the last 4 nights in a row! Squeal! Squeak! I knew he could do it! Catch you later, blog-logs.