ThisAin'tDenny's

One of my recent thrift store scores was a super-cute Paul Frank sleeveless shirt dress in a very springy madras plaid. The tag said "XS" so I'm not sure why I thought my bigass would fit in it. But it was half-price day, so I figured for a buck fifty, even if it didn't fit, I could turn it into something awesome. Or trash it. Or give it to a stick.

It fit, but the buttons running allllll the way down the front were screaming. "Holy crap! We can't hang on! We're not gonna make it!"  Read more about make do and mend - paul frank dress

Unless you live under a rock, you know tomorrow is Easter Sunday. And if you're on Pinterest, or peruse the craft/sewing blog community, you've no doubt been slapped in the face with all manner of Easter-themed DIY's.

Like... Read more about Hoppin' down that old bunny trail

Greetings, blogosphere.

Yes, I'm still alive. Last time I checked, anyway. I've more or less abandoned this blog and the Internet in general so I can devote myself to other pursuits. Read more about where the heck have i been?

Like anyone didn't know that already. Read more about i have issues

I was watching Saturday Night Live the other night (because I wasn't in the mood for comedy) and smugly enjoying the "quirky girls" sketch. If you missed it, the sketch featured Zooey Desannoying poking fun at the "quirky girl lifestyle." It was all fun and games until she said, "now it's time for the part where we knit while listening to Mama Cass sing." Because I'd spent the better part of my own Saturday listening to Cass Elliott and crocheting myself a scarf. Read more about cro(t)chety

It's official: Pinterest has ruined my life.

How, you ask, has Pinterest ruined my life? After all, Pinterest is wonderful. Amazing. Fantabulous. Pinterest is a window to a world of color and light and glitter and all things sparkly. Pinterest is kittens and cotton candy and warm socks that never, ever fall down or get bunchy. How on EARTH could Pinterest ever hurt anyone?

Where would you like me to start? Read more about heartstrings

Read more about the sad truth

Okay, so I haven't blogged much lately because I've been uber-busy making stupid friendship bracelets and tiny crochet hearts (I did write a post about that today, which is coming soon). Oh, and working. And pretending to take care of my children. So I haven't had much time to blog about any awesome-sauce projects I'm working on because THERE AREN'T ANY. Sad face. Read more about tag, i'm it!

I apologize if you're sick of this photo. I, personally, can't get enough of it. 

So remember when I said the toddler was sick? Yeah, well, he likes to share. And this time, he gave me something that knocked me on my ass for a good week-and-a-half. So I've barely done anything. At all. Last Friday night, I even passed on a trip to the thrift store because I just didn't feel like it. I know! Read more about mini-freakout and miscellany

Today's post isn't going to be at all exciting. Gage came down with some coughing, hacking yuck last weekend, and guess who he decided to share it with? 

Yup.

So I spent the first part of last week home with sick Gage, and the last part of the week sick at home with improving Gage. Today, I feel like crap on burned toast, and me and still-milking-it-Gage are sick of each other. Adding insult to injury, I'm supposed to report to work tomorrow morning at 7:00 a.m. for a high school science assignment. 

NyQuil, take me away! Read more about arts and crafts in the infirmary