-She's Gone And Done It
-Brooching the Subject
She's Gone and Done It
The day I found out our little bairn was a sheila I went straight to Gap.com and loaded up my virtual shopping cart. When I showed Brian my pending purchases he put the breaks on.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," he said. "Let's hold off a bit."
I think the big daddy was in shock. Be it a combination of baby shock, girl shock, or sticker shock, he needed some time to process. Let's not forget that he saw a half-crazed look in my wee beady eyes, either.
But if I'm fully disclosing information here, I can't put all the blame on Brian. I have to say that buying things for someone you've never seen, never known, someone who has not even taken a breath of air before is at the very least a little bit strange.
So I've been a good girl. Waiting until I felt I needed to buy something for my child. I've been patiently biding my time.
When I went to Carter's.
And they were having a sale.
We're talking about bum ruffles people. Bum. Ruffles.
Brooching the Subject
A few months ago my friend Bridgette invited me to teach a class for her Enrichment Night down in San Jose. Since I was coming down anyway to hang with her and Kim I gladly said yes. The project I decided to do was felted wool brooches.
And they just turned out pretty stinkin' cute if you ask me.
Here's one I made today, a poinsettia for the holidays.
And last but not least, here is the big, fat pregnant lady getting ready to teach the brooch making class.