Hi there. It's me. The 'ol look we knew and loved has gone the way of the delete button and the new look is here, until I decide I don't love it either and then *click* it'll go too.
I love designing online. It's so lovely to get rid of things and not actually have to carry them off to a real live garbage can/recycling bin/donation pile. It's almost as refreshing as getting rid of real live things at home - but only almost.
I don't know though... are the green leaves too buggy? Can you read these words through the foliage? This I will have to ponder.
This photo has absolutely nothing to do with the current topic, I just lurve that girl. She learned how to blow kisses today. *sigh*A few things worthy of note have happened around here lately, including but not limited to:
*Jonah decided that he loves baby sitters.
*A swallow (named sweet flyer) flew in our open front door, circled around our living room a few times, then made a hasty exit.
*I ordered something other than fish tacos at Tarahumara.
*My sister introduced me to the HeyTell app. Try it.
*Emmy threw up in the back seat of the van.
*Claire learned how to walk. Officially.
*Caleb cut the roof off of a truck with a power saw in my garage.
*The peas sprouted.
*Jonah told me that when he grows up he's going to be a Dad that's kinda like a Mom.
*I made it to the three-quarters mark of Moby Dick which made me a little sad because it means the story's going to end some day and I'm not ready to part with it.
*Emmy has a new friend named Pickle who happens to be a real human being.
*I passed off song number two in my violin book. That's right folks, I can play two songs.
*My neighbor friend bought a boat, for which we are grateful.
*I stayed up past my bedtime blogging.
4 comments:
Thank you for sacrificing your sleep, Jayne, so that we can feel close to you today!
I'm almost half-way through Moby-Dick, and it's pretty awesome.
moby what?? hahahahaha
Lol! Here in town we have a couple of dads who are kinda like moms. They have two kids. Lovely family....
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