Sticky Fingers

So I've been woken up quite a bit lately by my four year old son, asking me things like, "Mom, don't you love goats?" Yes, Jack, I love goats! And did I mention it's 3:30 am?? Well then I can't get back to sleep because I start thinking about how much I love coffee, so I get up and make a (strong!) pot, and commence with the pre-dawn decoupaging. Good thing, too, because a lovely lady called me yesterday and ordered up all these goodies, so I'm packing them up and shipping them off to Denver tomorrow morning. Goodbye, lovelies, I'll miss you...

Ride 'em, cowboy!

I'm so busy I can hardly contain myself! Just finished two consignment orders and one wholesale order this month (yee-haw!!), and am trying to make some fun stuff for the DIY Trunk Show next month! I'm also packing up my house to get ready to relocate ten minutes south, managing Gracie and Lola, the two dogs (or "the gogs" as my four year old calls them), and trying to contain the energy of my two young-uns (now four and six, but my BABIES all the same!). Instead of folding laundry, however, I've spent all week cutting and organizing and copying and filing images from these great "Billy" books I just got, and am preparing to mod-podge to my hearts content in the following weeks...