Do you ever have one of those days where it's raining, gray and miserable and then YOU start to feel that way? Tim was home from school due to all the flooding and the kids were going bonkers...I was becoming a little (ah-hem) irritable and decided to do something fun...
So, the boys put on some music in the "nice living room" (do you have one of these?) as a treat and I took pics of them. Then, they got tired (is it possible?) and they sat down on the "nice, new couch" and Tim read some books to Ben. It was the cutest thing...look at this:
Didn't I tell you it was a gray day?
That made me think of when they were little and I found this picture to compare:
I was feeling a big giddy from all the cuteness and all the grayness, so I took this pic:
Okay...this was a little TOO dark, I think.
Since we're all sharing this week, and you guys know mostly everything about my "creative life", I thought I'd share a little bit of my family life...with this family pic from around when Ben was 4 months old:
This is when we lived at our older, smaller and very leaky house....thank goodness we moved!
Now to the bitter part.....you know that I bought some gorgeous "Bejeweled" blue Corriedale roving from Yarn Botanika....and that I spun it all up into this to-die-for yarn, so soft...so lovely...which I called "Blueberry Pie" yarn. Okay...now I decided that I've had so much enjoyment from the Yarn Harlot's blog that, when I met her in person, I wanted to give her a little gift. So...I gave her BOTH skeins of this yarn...my beautiful, handspun, spent-hours-and-hours-spinning yarn. And...I never heard from her...no thank you....no I really didn't like this color, but thanks for the thought...nothing. She had my business card (attatched to the yarn) and I even emailed her after to make sure the label didn't come off and she didn't remember who it was from. I had handed it to her myself. Here's a quick pic just to remind you which one it was....
I KNOW that she must have lots of people giving her gifts. I KNOW that she's so busy and she must have been exhausted that day at the book signing. I KNOW that I gave her the gift out of kindness, not asking anything in return.
BUT...I'm only human and I feel bad that she never acknowledged such a precious gift with even a short email like "I got it." or "Thanks" or "I hated it but it's here." Trying to rise above the feelings, but it's difficut sometimes, you know?
I'm thinking...Just breathe...tomorrow will be better...it can't rain forever, right??