Somehow I have to figure out how to get to the library (25 cents a book per day! 18 books overdue!) and dry cleaners today. Mitch is out of shirts, and the only thing I hate more than ironing is glitter. Speaking of glitter, I would really like to thank Aimee and Christi for the gift that arrived in my mailbox yesterday. These lovely ladies work at my kids' previous elementary school, where, apparently my love of shoes and hand sanitizer was as well known as my hatred of glitter.
It was this:
|I Love Shoes hand sanitizer filled with glitter|
The picture doesn't show the amount of glitter than spilled out when I opened the envelope, but the painting by Christi's daughter is a masterpiece. When my kids would come home from preschool with stuff like that we'd go in the house through the garage and I'd tell them I was just going to put their projects into a special box to keep forever, but really I put them in a plastic garbage bag and stuck them into the trash. Mother of the Year!