Oh, buckets.
I just don’t know what my problem is lately. I think the humidity makes me agitated. That and my house is a mess, the lawn hasn’t been mowed in about two weeks and won’t be until Scott has off this weekend, I have a swarm of fruit flies in my kitchen, and I can’t pick anything up off the counter or floor without earwigs crawling out. I also had an appointment last week and I weighed two pounds more than the day before I had Evelyn and I still have more than two months left and nothing fits me anymore. It all just makes me feel too close and itchy. Brings out my anxiety.
But there have been good moments.
Evelyn and I were able to have a girl’s day. We had whoopie pies and cupcakes at Bloom Bake Shop in Middleton.
It’s a cute little shop and the staff are really friendly and I like the fact that their ingredients come from local farmers but I wasn’t super impressed with their baked goods. I had a vanilla cupcake with cherry jam frosting. The frosting was really good but the cake itself was dry and crumbly. The whoopie pie was better but had waaay to much frosting. Most of it went in the garbage. Evelyn liked the rootbeer we shared more than the whoopie pie. Maybe I’ll give them another try someday.
Then we went to Olbrich Botanical Gardens. Things went downhill from here. I thought she would enjoy the fountains. She liked them a little too much.
All she wanted to do was get in them and swim and she screamed her head off as I pried her little fingers from their death grip on the stone edges. I carried her out bawling under my arm as she did the limp noodle slide to get away from me. Sorry to everyone who was trying to enjoy a quiet afternoon at the gardens. We should have just gone back home to the pool.
Because she loves it there. We were all able to go on July 3rd. After a while though she was the only one in the baby pool. Kind of sad so we packed it up.
We went out to my Brother and Sister-in-law’s house to watch fireworks from their yard.
Evelyn loved getting pulled around in my step-niece’s wagon. We might have to get one.
Especially if we do more trips to the zoo, like we did with Lindsey yesterday.
Thanks for going with us, Lindsey!
Doing most of these things has left some projects unfinished or not started at all, but that’s okay. I’ve managed to do a couple the past few days.
I am a recipe collector and that has left me with a stack of photocopies, printouts, and magazine tearouts just teetering on my shelf. I found a cute download at Prudent Baby for a recipe binder.
I took the inspiration all the way and finished putting my recipes (over 200) in page protectors and in the binder last night.
This is what I am most excited about, though. I have been wanting a sort of mother’s piece of jewelry that isn’t too tacky and found beautiful necklaces on etsy that used your child’s fingerprints. So simple and beautiful, timeless. And expensive. So I knew I could do this myself if I figured out how. I remember reading about precious metal clay a long time ago then forgot about it until I started searching for ways to make fingerprint jewelry. It is clay that has silver particles in it. You use it just like clay and after firing you are left with pure silver. I ordered some clay, rolled it out, got a fingerprint (amazingly), fired and polished it and made a necklace for it. It’s not perfect but I love it and have some clay left over for when the new little gets his fingerprints at about six months.
Phew. That is a lot of info but now I feel better having told you. Have a great day!
♥ Andria
