|homemade finger paint fail -- congealed right after it came off the stove|
Since our old camera died, I've been without a camera to take non-washed out pictures on. Our new camera is supposed to arrive sometime between tomorrow and the 31st. When I checked the status on our order last night the camera hadn't even been dropped off at the post office yet.
It was clearly priced to sell quickly and so I guess I expected that they would get a move on with shipping. But no. Last night I was about to send the seller a message asking them to please hurry up and put it in the mail already, but Bryan wouldn't let me. He said it was rude or something. Whatevs. What does he know about good manners? He only grew up in Europe.
Sigh. And so without a camera I feel like I'm basically stuck in the mud. Last night I worked on some fun new tags for my shop, but, alas, I can't show you. Sad, no? I'd be lying if I told you I'm less motivated to work on things because I know that by the time I'd be able to take pictures and post about it I will have mentally moved on to other things.
I guess I should be taking this time to be proactive about getting ready for the January Brown Bag, but the truth is, I've felt gross all week. I'm pretty sure my couch is becoming a mold of my body because I've laid right here in the same spot all week.
And Olivia is learning that the sicker I feel, the more she can get away with. So we've been watching the Olivia the pig show over and over and over and over and over again. And I honestly don't even mind. The only great downside to this is that we've watched it so many times that she's picking up on random little details like when baby William burps and everyone laughs and now she keeps doing fake burps and thinking it's funny. Ha.
Sorry to be such a whiner. It's easy to be crabby when your big shiny new camera is on its way, but not really on its way yet and you feel like trash. But, hey, at least Olivia's taking a good nap! So for at least an hour or two (or three or four? Yeah, Lala?) I'm just laying like a peaceful slob on the couch trying to stay warm and feel better.
You guys are probably doing more fun stuff. What are you doing?