So you know how I’ve been saying that I’m experimenting with all of these crafting projects? Well, I feel like I’ve completely fallen off of the wagon. I’m knee deep in a scrapbook, 2 diaper cakes (that I’ve sold!!), 200 hand made paper leaves for Marissa’s wedding, and Jessica is on her way over to make 30 valentine’s for her son’s class.
Meanwhile, Sunday’s usually suck because I know that I have to go to work tomorrow. HOWEVER, I have tomorrow OFF!!!!! I’m seriously loving this stay-at-home thing. I have a turkey breast defrosting to make honey mustard glazed turkey for dinner, a stack of coupons that I clipped out of today’s paper, and an afternoon of crafting ahead of me. I feel like I have grasped my domestic goddess title.
I don’t mean to alarm anybody, but the scrapbook apocalypse has arrived and my office is ground zero.
I’ve been all about finding creative outlets for myself and since diaper cakes are on a small hiatus until I get past my stabby attitude towards babies, scrap books seemed like the next logical step. I mean, who really wants a diaper cake full of small, sharp objects and unlocked pill bottles? Nobody. But who wants a scrap book of our honeymoon? Well, Angel will eventually but he’s not allowed near the office so he doesn’t know it yet.
I have been hunting Cricut machines like they are elephant tusks for an ivory market, just waiting for one to go on sale because even I have my limits. Today I found one for half off and I damn near killed someone trying to get to my computer to order it before they went out of stock. Do you see what my quest for creativity is doing to me? It should be here by Tuesday at the latest. I would love to say that I’ll blog about it immediately, but given my current track record I’m going to call in sick to work so I can spend a full 18 hours using it before I tuck it in bed with me for the night so it may be a few days before you hear about it’s glory. Besides, this will allow me sufficient time to come up with a proper name. All amazing gadgets must be named (see: My Kitchen Aid mixer named Hello Kitchy. Trust me, once you use one of those naming it won’t sound so weird).
I’m too excited about my Cricut machine and scrapbook to sleep…. But such is the life of a starving artist (speaking of, I may have been too distracted to stop for dinner…. I can’t remember).