What an eventful day! I'm trying to figure out Photoshop so I gave it my best shot and replaced my ETSY banner (above). As you can see, I can't even figure out how to post it bigger on this blog.I broke my dremel today. Not only did it threaten my life, create a terrible burning smell, keep me from drilling until I find a replacement, and stress me out, but it's BROKEN! I realize that a negative, destructive event took place here today, but how is it really broken? I mean, I was drilling some new glass pieces and the hood cord on my sweatshirt became wrapped (very quickly) around the dremel. I was pretty panicked because my range of motion seemed restricted (I could only get so far away from the dremel since it was becoming .. attached to me). Fortunately, I was only being pulled into a mere dremel -- imagine if it was a huge piece of machinery! Or rather.. don't imagine that, instead think of pink ponies stopping for a bit of grass on their way to the rainbow party.
Later I diverted my attention to my camera in place of the dremel so that I could post something on etsy, but the battery in my camera died after only 2 pics! Why does it never warn me? And why does it seem to die every 2 or 3 days? It's not like I'm documenting the appearance of the sky at 6 minute intervals throughout the course of a week; I just need 5 good shots of a necklace. I'm really not asking for much.
The other day I went for a walk and I started craving the swings - I just wanted to sit down while remaining outside. So I headed over to the kid-and-parent- filled park and spotted my two empty swings. Score. So I strayed from the sidewalk and started cutting across the park, directly towards the swings. When I was about 30 feet away two little 4-ish-yr-old girls darted over to them. Ugh. Figures. I bypassed the swings and met back up with the sidewalk. Now I'm the sketchy girl who's walking in a very peculiar manner. AND I didn't get to swing.
Fortunately, tomorrow's a whole new day. And it always is.
you sure you weren't mistaking those two four year old girls for one 22 and one 27 year old girl who raced to the swings and while one was doing that she smashed her foot into the curb and bled all over the sand beneath the swings but didn't care because she was racing to the swing for her life...then after she got on the swing she basked in the glory of the simple harmonic motion of a pendulum. oh gravity...what a lovely phenomenon....maybe it was them?? i'm pretty sure you could beat either of them up anyways...especially the one with the hurt toe
ReplyDeleteUmm.... no, they were within a year of 4.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, gravity is a lovely phenomenon. And yet, so controlling...