I gotta say, I have the best sister ever. I mean, look at her!!
Doesn’t she just make you grin?!?!
She has a laid back cat, Georgia:
And she has a Jim:
And I have her! She really *gets* me and all my idiotic neuroses. She found me what has got to be the perfect job for me, short of somebody giving me money because I’m me. We take turns venting, listening, supporting, and sometimes scolding each other. We’re pretty sure we share a single source of energy and mojo between the two of us–if I’m getting shiznit done, she’s not. And the reverse. She is an incredible aunt to Remy, she works hard to better herself, and is *entirely* too tough on herself.
She understands the allure of brand new office supplies.
Not much room for improvement there, I’d say. She’d say different, but it’d be malarkey.
She has a blog. Go read it. Follow her. You’ll thank me later.
Ladies and gentlemen, my sister Rosy.
I tend to hyperfocus, shifting my laser-like beam on one topic or project, before abandoning it for something else. I circle around like this, always trying harder to take small bites of more things rather than wolfing an entire project to the exclusion of, well, everything else. A few of my recent endeavors are below…
Turned some curtains and an old bedskirt from my sister into a skirt.
Apologies for crappy cell phone photos, but I’m lucky I remember to brush my hair some days, never mind using the fancy schmancy camera.
Hopefully I can post more frequently. Like, post at all, from now on. We’ll see, I kinda stink at being consistent.
You usually see fancy schmancy photos and stuff. Not here, uh uh. See:
Not bad, right? Here’s what is looks like when I take a few steps back:
Hahahahahaha!! Yeah, it’s still a disaster 🙂
I am in the process of replacing some of my organizational furniture, so there’ll be a crapton of new photos soon. I hope. Ha! 🙂