Secret Agent Josephine

These pictures were not taken today. Today it is raining. These are from Saturday’s walk to the farmer’s market. How perfect is my life? I get to walk to the farmer’s market on Saturday mornings. It would be more perfect if my night owl husband walked to the farmer’s market with me but that’s just crazy talk. The only reason Toby might be up on a Saturday morning is because he hadn’t gone to bed yet since Friday. Ah. Me. But I love him.

Today it is raining and I am cooking up a craft project. That’s just crazy talk too. When am I going to get a chance to drag out my sewing machine and sew up something between feeding the baby, changing the baby, playing with the baby and walking around the house for hours on end with the baby draped over my shoulder?

On a side note: Baby Bug loves my shoulder. I wish I could invent a shoulder harness and give my arms a rest. The minute I even start to take her down from my shoulder she opens her mouth with a big ol’ cry. Sometimes she falls asleep up there and then I trick her into letting mommy have a rest by lying down on the couch and going to sleep myself. She thinks she’s still up on my shoulder, but really she’s horizontal. Tricky. Tricky grasshopper.

So anyway, here is my craft project. Isn’t it fun! Don’t you just want to rush out and buy a bag of beans so you can make one yourself? Maybe not. Maybe my sketch doesn’t even make sense. It’s a doorstop with a handle! It’s simply a pillow filled with sand or beans (so it’s heavy on the bottom) with a handle attached to the top. A fabric purse handle would work fine. I also thought it would be fun to sew buttons on for eyes and maybe stitch up a mouth. You could even loobylou it up.

Where did I get this crazy I idea you wonder (or as Toby would say, “a wild hair up my ass”)? Remember how I was talking about our complicated system of keeping the doors from being busted wide open by our cats who like to make grand entrances? We usually just prop the door with a slipper or a shoe. I hate this because sometimes I want to wear my slipper or sometimes I’m just tired of my shoes being all over the house. I think it would be really cool if we had door stoppers with handles that we could just put on the door handle when we weren’t using them.

If only Baby Bug’s Grandma would come over and hold her all day long so I could do this crazy project… and the laundry and mop the floor and answer all my emails and fix my broken web pages and… sigh… I’m a mom now. I’ll get to it when I get to it.