So I cleaned all the nooks crannies of all the new projects we've done here at the house so I could share the loveliness with you good folks only to find that my camera is dead. Sent off to the shop, probably need to be replaced with a new one, dead.
Aside from that, I am completely bushwacked from two late nights in a row. I was up to the wee hours on Monday, jaw on the floor, taking in The Bachelor and last night I joined some hilarious girls for Bunco. And it's totally my type of Bunco because we never actually play the game but we still swap gifts.
I am now the proud owner of a ton of Easter candy and an adorable frame with a delicious Emerson quote tucked neatly inside.
I am also the proud owner of some new boots and even if it looks like I'm channeling my inner 15-year-old, I don't care because I have died and gone to Ugg heaven (except that they're actually Skechers because I'm too cheap for real Uggs) I only wish that I had bought these suckers years and years ago.
Off to make a rainbow. Intrigued?
PS (Wondering about the title of this post? I dropped a pudding cup on the keyboard and that's what happened. Figured it was meant to be.)
PPS (We're trying to convince some dear friends to take a trip with us this summer so I've added a new column to my sidebar. Take a looksie.)