Something fun: I wrote a single letter last night. You have no idea how proud that makes me. Maybe I am not addicted after all. Yeah. Yes. And yea. I didn't mail it today because I put two $1.05 stamps on 'cause I wasn't paying attention. One needed to be eased off the envelope, but I was in a hurry for my appointment. See, I spent too much time with Draw Something. Talk about an addiction. Do you play? Fun, fun, fun! Do you know what I mean? My letter will go out tomorrow, along with what ever gets penned tonight; God willing and the Mayde Creek don't rise.
What a day I've had. There's just enough time left for a quick post. Good habits have to be nurtured, so here I go.
Something new: Yesterday I bought a . . . I bought a letter opener. It cost $1.99. Yes, I nicked myself. I am not trusted with sharp objects when Erin is home. I think I have a fetish for sharp cutting tools. "The sharper the knife, the less you cry." Who said that? I cried out when I nicked myself on the serrated edge here. Okay, it's a grapefruit knife, but it's a nice, inexpensive letter opener.
Something borrowed: Thanks for the idea Karen.
Something blue. Blue-ish? No, it qualifies as blue. Had to put on my glasses. I like this so much! Thank you, Anna. You colored it! :) Bet that was fun. I have crayons too.
BHM image #20: A rural church and its members, ca. 1900, Arthur Macbeth. The church has been the heart and life blood of many communities. I just noticed the two crosses. The windows are beautiful. The chimney? Wood stove? See the window near the ground? There's a basement? And rain gutters. The ladies' outfits remind me of Nanny McPhee.
Eight days left.
About that grapefruit knife? I do like it, but adhesive stuck to the blade, and it left envelope dust on my lap. I couldn't test it today because there wasn't any new mail. I suppose I could
lick moisten and glue shut one of my own envelopes, and give it a try, but I'd rather put a letter in it. No way can I return it.
P.S. I keep it in my desk drawer.