Every year I see a huge spike in traffic from people looking for free Valentine’s so I guess this is me giving the people what they want. And yes, there is a ninja valentine in there. It’s a ninjatine! I wanted to make them all ninjas but that would have taken me a lot longer and I have actual real paying work I’m supposed to be doing. That and I’m using these for Bug’s class and I’m just not sure they are ready for the ninjatines yet. Maybe next year.

Happy Printing!

Here are last years and the year before and the year before!

I was working on a craft for Alpha Mom and I had these plastic ornaments hanging around. They are the best invention ever. We used them for bubbles once in an under-the-sea themed baby shower. Well, now I can add one more use to their list! Fairy orbs!

It’s really simple. All you do is open them up, place a battery-operated tea light (another item of many uses) inside and close them back up again. Hang them from a black thread and you’ve got instant non-flamable magic!

We hung them from the trees outside.

And some in the windows inside…

They are so cheery and bright! Perfect night lights, really.

Perhaps we’ll make them at Bug’s upcoming fairy-themed sixth birthday party in January. We could add some spanish moss, a mushroom or two, some fairy dust…who knows!

Just some photos from our thanksgiving this year… So much to be thankful for.

Waiting for dinner…

We had made pies the morning of. Bug made her own mini pies.

Pumkin for us.

Cherry for my Dad. He loooooves cherry pie and will rave on and on about it even if you use store-bought pie crust and canned cherries.

Everyone was so thankful he made it home for the holiday. It was a close call. The trucking industry can be brutal sometimes.

My cozy couch-less living room.

Nobody seems to mind.

It’s television-less too so we watch documentaries on Russian Ballet on Netflicks on my laptop instead. Football Schmootball.

Both my Aunt Keren and Bug have studied ballet. They discuss the finer points.

Poor Holly had to stay outside. Not because we didn’t want her in but because my mom brought her hyper crazy herding dog, Spreckles, over and the hyper crazy dog needed company so she didn’t dig a thousand holes in my backyard. They dug five together instead and chewed up my red rubber boots. Stupid crazy hyper herding dogs. But you already know how I feel about Spreckles. She is NOT Holly.

We LOVE Holly. There really is nothing better than a chilled-out seven-year-old black labrador. I wish she would live forever.

Dinner finally ready! Everybody come sit down!

It’s so good to be together. My brother and his family even joined us via skype.