Being stuck at home is no fun. Even worse is when you feel a little south of good and are bored stiff. But enough about Than…. har har…blech. Even I’m not laughing at that one. Not that I laugh at any of them….
I’m very tired today. G came home from work and I fell asleep in 2 seconds flat once I knew it was safe to pass completely out. Woke up an hour later and decided to finish this little wreath I’d started earlier in the day.
I was sitting in my chair with my rolling craft cart by me and I noticed that I had an unused cardboard wreath shape cutout and just begging for “something”. As I was getting up to get a drink of water I tripped over my giant bag o’ felt and decided the two should meet.
So I cut out a bunch of leaf shapes from all the little scraps I refuse to throw away (I just put them in baggies and tell myself I’ll use them someday. HA! I finally did it! Take THAT obsessive need to hoard craft supplies!)
Here’s the end result…a small wreath that has been hung over top the peephole on the front door.
Voila! The peephole wreath. I know, it just sounds bad, but it is, what it is.
My photography is getting worse. It can’t all be my shaking hand, I have the “shake correct” setting on the phone camera. Something has to be wrong with the camera on my phone. Figures…all sorts of issues are popping on my phone.
