Vanilla. As in boring. And very white.

I finished The Heart is a Lonely Hunter, and last night I finished Pretty Little Dirty.  Man.  Next up is East of Eden, and I'm thankful that it's a big-ass book.  Because now I'll have to find something new to read.  Dammit.

AND OH MY GOD GUESS WHAT.  I got labels.  Clothing labels.  Like, to put on crap that I make.  It's like, the coolest thing EVER, and almost makes me want to sew.  I'm not going to show you pictures of the labels yet.  I'm going to wait until I use them so you can experience the MAXIMUM EFFECT!*

There's really nothing much going on around here lately (hence the reading), except Charlie is getting 4 new teeth.  As you an imagine, she's the Ultimate Lord of Joy right now.

Marissa requested that I chop all her hair off again.  I did.  She looks adorable.  Nothing new.

Phoebe is just Phoebe.  She likes Play-Doh and bubbles.  And torturing the cats with my shoes.

The weather is warming up, but not enough.  I need to hurry up and start planting stuff.  I decided I'm going to have a container garden on the front porch.  We'll see if I get myself motivated in time. 

I need a new serger.  Mine is totally kaput, which is really hindering my sewing.  I've been eyeing one online that's not too expensive (it's a little over $200 shipped) but I don't know if I want to part with my money.  I really need the serger, but I like my money.  But I really need the damn serger.  Lather, rinse, repeat.

AND THERE YOU HAVE IT.   

*This may or may not involve lasers.  And confetti.  I'm not sure yet.