(1)First, the very happy, good news. Finally, after months of paperwork and phone calls, Tommy was approved to receive his unemployment benefits after getting laid off back in May. Hallelujah! While it's not a whole lot, it's a whole lot more than zero, so we are pretty stinkin' stoked. Now instead of working odd jobs and not applying to real jobs, he can apply to real jobs that have super long applications and a multitude of essay questions.
Anyway, we're breathing a little easier around here, at least for the time being. Thank you...ALL OF YOU...who have been so supportive. Your prayers and kindness and goodies literally saved us and for that we are so, very grateful.
Do you know what I do when I'm breathing easier? Sew stuff! Yeehaw!
Now, yesterday I showed you the fabric that Tommy grabbed for me at Goodwill, yes?
Well, as usual, things have gotten out of hand in my brain and I'm thinking that not only do I need to make covers for our existing throw pillows, I am ALSO going to have to make slip covers for the current den sofa.
Yep, I pretty much have no choice.
Why? Um....I'm trying to figure out a way to describe the color of dog pee soaked into a burlap sack that's been printed with a vague blue and pink plaid which pretends to be a sofa but is really a pile of olfactory nightmare.
Yeah, the frenchy blue and yellow would not look so super awesome atop that I don't think, ya know?
And do you know why I would have to make said slipcover instead of just buying one? Because HOLYBEJEEZULONS have you ever seen the price of a 3-seater sofa slipcover from Pottery Barn?
Do you need a paper bag to hyperventilate into? You can use this one. I think I'm all done...
Anyway, enough about the stupid fabric (don't try an pretend you didn't just fall asleep there for a second). It has struck me that some of you readers may not have been around during the Donkey days.
So, if you've been sitting around wishing you could see some video footage of yours truly (like a vlog, but doesn't require me to, you know, do anything new) then it is your lucky-tastic day! Enjoy...
Low-brow humor for the win.
This totally happened during breakfast the other day...
Dadgumit, I do believe we's raisin' them chillin's right after all!
Finally, please promise me that if I ever go to your house for target practice, you know, right after I learn how to use a gun and stuff, that we can practice with this extremely chic target.
Look! They even have their own website right there!