"The one you feed"

I got this in an e-mail from my mom today, and I thought I'd share it with everyone. It pretty much sums up my personal philosophy on life, and should allay any fears anyone has about consorting with me, lest you think my rabid conservatism is catching. It all comes down to how we live, the choices we make, and the decision to be responsible for ourselves. You can't be of any use to others if you don't make yourself useful first. Conservatism 101. Lecture over. Boy, is my hippie mom going to be pi**ed I used this as a teaching tool.



Below you will see the rotted wall from yesterday's pictureless post. All of that was removed with 'hands only' and smelled even better today when I stopped in to snag the picture. Gross, grotty, and definitely NOT acceptable for Clementine. I have decided to give my alter-ego an exciting alter-life, so right now, whilst I'm slaving away with shop business, up to my eyebrows in plaster dust and rotten wallpaper, she is out road-rallying across England with Rod Stewart. Bah. I asked her why not ride with Sting in this 'all-celeb' rally... she said he drives like a p*ssy, and she wanted to win, dammit, and why was I being so picky, blah,blah,blah...



In other news, for those of us who have to stick around and work, guess who showed up two days IN A ROW? Yup. The FedEx truck had more goodies. This time it was a whole lotta 'Soak' woolwash. I sure do like blue and green together... brown is good, too, though.

The children (some but not all shown here) spent a sultry (did you just flash back to "Throw Momma From the Train"...I did) afternoon cutting tamarack vines and making ropes and crowns. They also did a twisty barber pole swag around the porch columns. Very snappy.

Even Joe wanted to be a elf prince. Stranger still, he shut up long enough for me to photograph him without his lips being blurry. Gee, who's he sound like to you? (I refuse to recognize any votes from the SSK... you guys provoke me into talking so much!)

This dude here just wants the camera, though I thought it looked cute, hands outstretched, like he wanted picked up. I'm off now to wash the dirty children (especially this one, who smells a bit like barnyard... and we don't keep animals...hmmm. Curious.) I hope everyone reading this had a fun and productive day, or at least a day that was survivable. If you are far away, my thoughts are with you, as the days in Australia are waxing again. Soak up the light when you can. Eat dark chocolate. Know that I'm laughing with you when successful things happen... like clean underpants when the laundry has gotten away again. Blessings to all my crafty pals... Cami