You know like when you tell someone you want a haircut and you want it STRAIGHT ACROSS and you sit there for an hour and even though during the entire hour they tried to talk you out of the haircut and still somehow you expect the haircut to be STRAIGHT ACROSS and then you realize it's shorter in the front than in the back?? You know when that happens??
And in your mind you're really mad and you start to wonder why you couldn't just cut it STRAIGHT ACROSS yourself and then you remember you signed your daughter up for a haircut at a hair cutting school so you say thank you and pay your $6.00 and learn your lesson.
We actually can't go back to this restaurant. The last time we were here they took so long to bring us our food that we got tired of waiting and blew the joint. I mean we probably could go back...we did leave cash on the table for the drinks and cheese dip, but we don't wanna. Local restaurants generally don't last long in this one red light town. I'm hoping they get their act together and for CRYING OUT LOUD DUST THE FERMENTING PEPPER JARS.
The Daffodil Festival is something we've resisted since we've been in Virginia.
You see, I married an old man (yet only 7 months older than me) and he's not too interested in crafty festivals. But there isn't much going on around these parts so the old man gave in.
Turns out, the Daffodil Festival was a good way to spend an afternoon.
And the daffodils (not photographed) weren't even the best part.
This was the best part...
Animals. Just tied out in the grass. Nobody out there saying, "Touch 3 animals for $5.00." Nobody standing over you assuming you're going to touch the animals in the wrong way or let your kids run amuck abusing the animals because they're simply psychotic by nature.
Just animals out in the grass.
Love on them if you want.
There was also a baby calf, pig, rabbit, and a llama!
And a sheep. Oh my gosh. I want to get a spoon and put Bo and sheep in it, and eat it.
Too bad I couldn't photograph the sweet scenes with my camera phone worth a CRAP!!
I did capture this gem.
And we blew our last dollar on ice cream for the kids.
After I made Bo some legwarmers from an old sweater we had a little photo session to show them off. Really the legwarmers had an uncomfortably thick seam and weren't stretchy enough. They didn't get a lot of wear. But what we did get from that project was all these sweet photos. So many in fact that I never took the time to narrow them down. I think I knew it'd be impossible.
So I took one PLACEMAT and one pair of Charley's old TIGHTS
A BABY'S BABY CARRIER!
I feel so accomplished when I make stuff like this from things you wouldn't normally put together.
I spent a long time looking at very complicated sewing patterns on Pinterest and finally thought...THIS IS BULL. I wasn't going take the time to throw together a pattern based on someone's photos online! So I thought....I'll just figure something out on my own. And I did! And it worked!
Being renters, I don't have many occasions for useful repurposing.
I was very happy to have a project.
Our goal was to spend as little money as possible and all we bought were some screws and the roofing tacks! Oh and I spent ONE DOLLAR for all those records!
It all started with the base. I had acquired a very primitive wooden crate from the Walmart parking lot (after asking permission very sweetly). We decided to turn it upside down and cut an opening for the little pee head. We added a floor...I can't remember where that came from. Chuck remembered the tags I'd been collecting since 100 years ago, and we used them as siding (our crate had 2" gaps in the siding). The box of records dropped from $1.00 each to $1.00 for the whole box, after I told the ladies at the thrift store I was planning to use them to roof a doghouse. The records all melted in the heat of the sun, but hey, they're still blocking the rain....I think.
And as far as I know, our precious Chief's never stepped foot in there.