1. Well I'm happy to report that I've finally got around to plucking my eyebrows (Dire. Need.). When you have such lush fields of brow to work with it is a feat indeed, and one that can go terribly wrong when the tweezers managed to scurry off into an unlabeled box that may or may not have contained the following: one shoe (not "one pair" but one shoe), a chartreuse planter pot wrapped in a "drink a coke" t-shirt, and a motley crew of beanies. Got to love those final mish-mash boxes.
2. I got a bit nutty with spray paint this week; it's my official drug of choice. I get a crazed look in the eyes, matched by the creepy respirator breathing, and EVERYTHING in sight is in danger of a new paint color. Obsessive compulsive is one way to describe it. The squirrel is next.
3. I'm baking scratch lemon-lime bars this afternoon. Drop on by, I'll serve one up on a wee limey plate, dusted with sugar and a tall glass of sparkling water. You really should taste one.
4. I officially love you all. And I'm really sorry for little miss camera's be-bopping during this high quality filming. She's just terribly excited to be back in use after such a hiatus, so please forgive her groovin' and shakin' (or just join in).