Now that my ironing is done (only six tops from the just-done laundry to take care of this coming weekend), Amy misses the ironing board being put away. Now that my jewelry is also organized and I found some Mardi Gras-type beads left over, I decided to give them to her as a treat and snap one last shot of her riding the board, as it were:
As you can see, she looks thrilled. Meanwhile, back in Robin's studio, Datsa's now found another spot to usurp from Amy:
As of this morning, another bit of "organizing" is now finished, as my state quarters map is finally filled in after 8+ long years. I'll always treasure this piece of pseudo-kitschiness, because many of the quarters were fastened in there by my Dad, who had a knack for pushing them in the slots that nobody, not even the otherwise-strong Robin, has quite been able to match. So every time I look at the map I think of Dad. And apparently Datsa thinks of another place on which to rub his head.
Naturally, Amy came 'round to see what the fuss was about:
And now, to work!
As you can see, she looks thrilled. Meanwhile, back in Robin's studio, Datsa's now found another spot to usurp from Amy:
As of this morning, another bit of "organizing" is now finished, as my state quarters map is finally filled in after 8+ long years. I'll always treasure this piece of pseudo-kitschiness, because many of the quarters were fastened in there by my Dad, who had a knack for pushing them in the slots that nobody, not even the otherwise-strong Robin, has quite been able to match. So every time I look at the map I think of Dad. And apparently Datsa thinks of another place on which to rub his head.
Naturally, Amy came 'round to see what the fuss was about:
And now, to work!
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