I've been tagged by My Crafty Mess's
Elizabeth. Thanks!
And if you read her
list, I can say that I prefer sewing barefoot too. (Better grip!) And the self-conscious thing, too. I try to kind of think differently about social situations, but it's a true struggle. And, yeah, I hate to do floors, too, but my husband and I have a mutual agreement that as long as I don't sweep the floors, he doesn't have to do the dishes. And my little boy really likes getting to pour water on the floor and mopping it up. So our floors aren't so gross.
1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.
2. Share 5 facts about yourself.
3. Tag 5 people at the end of your post and list their names, linking to them.
4. Let them know they've been tagged by leaving a comment at their blog.
Five Facts:
1. I was raised by Great Depression era parents, so I'm always thinking of things in terms of multiple uses. (I'll probably share some of these multiple uses on this blog!)
2. I'm addicted to cheese. (I used to think I just liked it a lot, but I've learned from the Super Size Me movie that you really can be addicted to it.) I can't even have cheese in the house because it will just be gone in a day. My favorite cheesy thing? The classic grilled cheese sandwich. Buttery, toasty, and cheesy. Heaven!
3. I love absurdly cute things. The bigger the eyes on anything, the happier it makes me.
4. I'm beyond shy. My husband is pretty shy, too. So phone calls never get made. I always prefer email or post.
5. I love the smell of used book stores even though I'm allergic to mold. Maybe it just goes hand in hand with the cheese thing where I just love smelly, moist, moldy things.
And I'd love to tag some people, but I don't actually know five people. So, if you're reading this and you want to be tagged, by all means tag yourself and then tell me in the comments.
My husband and I spent Valentine's Day at the local art museum where we knew they had an exhibit of Leonardo DaVinci's notebook. We didn't know that they were also having an exhibit of some of the quilts made by the Gee's Bend quilters. We were completely blown away by their beauty in person and decided to buy some sort of memento of our fabulous date.
My 3-year-old wrote this out the other day. He started at the bottom and continued on the top. I asked him what it said, and he said, "Please don't write." If you look closely, you can make it out. I was so proud of him for his form of toddler dadaism. Is he making a statement by making a handwritten plea not to write? Or is he asking the museum to stop asking us for money? Either way, brilliant!
(It sure is hard to get good natural lighting on a black knit dress.)
This lovely vintage Snow White mug came from . . . I have no idea. It's mine, but that's all I know about it. Therefore. . .
I picked up this fabulous folder on one of my cheapest dates ever with my husband. I think we spent a total of $5.83 or something for the whole day together. I found this at the Goodwill and hesitated a bit because it was a whopping $2.00. However, I've been looking for a more flexible notebook for to do lists and I've been looking for a better way to use all of the old envelopes that we receive with our mail. I write all kinds of important stuff on those things and it makes for an unsightly pile on my desk. So, now I just flip the envelopes inside out, punch 3 holes in them and insert them in my recipe book for writing down lists or important numbers or any matter of important thing. 
I'm not sure where I picked up this lovely little tin, but it's traveled a while and still is quite useful. Above, you can see a top and side view. You can also see all of the weird bits of tape that have been attached to it.
I bought this picture at an antique store because I love the women covered in pigeons. And there's a note on the back:
My mother shops all year for the holidays and has several closets in her home where she hides gifts until holiday time. Every Christmas, my mother would look over what we'd opened and then jump up to find something she'd forgotten to wrap. She'd say, "Oh, I think Santa forgot to wrap one more present!" She'd find it, wrap it, and then present it to us.
