Pick One

I left the house coatless this morning. There, in the church lobby area, I noticed most others dressed in the same way.

April arrives on Tuesday.

There is one tiny patch of snow in my yard. Just behind the mailbox and protected from the warm rays of the sun’s melting power, this little spot is the last reminder of winter.

While I have yet to have the visual reminder of spring, members of my family have (finally) spotted robins in the yard.

And then, at dinner tonight, my daughter announced hearing a weather report of more of the white stuff that shall remain nameless here. And it is arriving along with April.

Ah, the idiosyncrasies of Minnesota seasons.

The year I was planning my wedding gave us an unseasonably cold summer, right up until the week before I married. The week of my wedding was one of those “you could fry an egg on the pavement” times. I threatened to ditch the long sleeved satin for shorts and a tank top, but a reprieve arrived the day of the ceremony in the form of seventy degrees.

We’ve had Halloween blizzards and balmy March days. We put our fireplace to use one year when Independence Day warranted it. Some years, we only dream of a white Christmas. Other times, we just want to stop having to shovel so much of it before the guests arrive.

And that is the beauty of Minnesota. Don’t like the weather? Wait a day or two. Another (misplaced) season just might be on its way.

I tried to be good

Leo is two years old. He arrived for his day with Grammie and Boopa wearing a blue tee shirt that read: I tired to be good but I got bored.

It describes a two year old. Very well.

It also describes me.

I can tell myself I will buy absolutely no new paper-arts related this or that. I mean it.
Then, just about that time I get bored Then I see an online ad for this or that at here or there.

It won’t hurt to just take a peek.

So I take a peek and I’m sunk. I mean, those highly desirable this and that’s are right there. And, today only, I can get free shipping!

Does it matter that I worked in the industry for several years and bought enough to pretty much start my own this and that empire? Does it matter that I’m having trouble finding spots of all those past purchases of this and that? Not a bit.

Last week I got four new embossing folders for my Cuttlebug. I could justify that. I’m in a swap (due in 12 days) that will use a Cuttlebug folder. Never mind the fact that I own just about all the original folders. These were 10% off, for Pete’s sake!

I also ordered two sheets of stamps from an online store I had never seen before. My entire purchase was 20% off. I like 20% off. (Some have been known to use that in describing me, but that’s another story)

The following day I had to force myself not to open the ad from Sizzix.

This week some of my new storage units will get installed in the studio. I’ll be organized at last. Well, I’ll be organized as soon as I fill those units with all my this and that.

Hopefully this project will last awhile and keep me from getting bored. (Unless, of course, someone has a 40% off sale.)