You should tap the Buffista Crafters and have us do the work!
We're going to look at the B&B Saturday, and unless it's on a Hellmouth, I think we'll be booking it for September. (What am I saying? ESPECIALLY if it's on a Hellmouth, we'll be booking it.) So once I can actually see the space, I'll know what we might want.
But seriously, for a late September wedding, I'm thinking table decorations of photos in jars, candles, and tiny pumpkins. Because TINY PUMPKINS.
Steph tiny pumpkins sound great!
Decoupage is just gluing pictures to stuff. Which doesn't mean it's not without it's own issues and perils but it's stuff like gluing comic book pages to a table top or something like that.
And I got an email back from my landlady, explaining why her relationship didn't work out (didn't really need to know that) and one sentence about how I can stay as long as I like.
Which I guess is good, but I'm still going to be looking at places that might fit me better.
Yay erin for a good first date, plus YAY TINY PUMPKINS!
Oh my god this woman I am with is driving me up a wall. She's awful, but not in a way I can report to my boss. Aaaaagh I hate being stuck with her for three full days!!!!!
Also: lady, I get that when we I treat with different people each day and some are in scrubs and some in suits, appropriate dress is a fine line. But hiking boots are NOT IT. if you need support there are nice flats out there. You don't work at REI don't dress like it.
My cousin and his girlfriend just found out the sex of the baby: it's a boy. I am so excited for them, but I'm also a bit sad that I will probably never experience that.
I have a good life, and I need to appreciate it.
Mixed emotions are totally understandable, Maria.
Mixed emotions make us human. You can be happy for them and have it be a little sad for you at the same time, Maria.
But hiking boots are NOT IT. if you need support there are nice flats out there.
Oh dear lord, no. I can't wear heels any longer but there are totally flats out there that are appropriate for all situations. Find them. Wear them.
I feel that way, like, constantly, Maria. And I'm not grieving a fresh loss.
I'm beginning to suspect it will always suck at least a little, Maria.