Yep, I can just see this one in a museum....
Such was my creativity that I actually took the time to exchange the cups to make the pictures more interesting, sad.
Not surprisingly, my husband never once questioned why I was taking pictures of plastic cups. He just went on about his business. I choose to see this as him having total confidence in my endeavors rather than a total lack of interest.
Anastasia is trying to follow in my footsteps, poor child.
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We went to church where the girls were singing in the choir. This meant we had to be at church almost an hour early, so I had the privilege of keeping little Catherine entertained for a long, long time in a very, very small space. Towards the end, she started barking. It wasn't pretty.
Then, we went to my mom's so she could try out her new waffle maker. I am always nagging the girls about listening and paying attention, but now I'm thinking it's really more of a guideline. Especially when my mom asked me not to leave bacon grease where the dogs could get it and I didn't listen, resulting in bacon grease soaking into her brand new rug.
My adventures tomorrow will include the dry cleaners.
Again, my husband did not bat an eye over this news.
While I was trying to write this, my cat, Alvin, jumped on the computer button, turning it off three times, desperately trying to tell me to STOP WRITING NOW! Evil cat.