I really have nothing to talk about, but I've noticed quite a few of you keep coming back. You must be checking for new posts or something. You guys really care about what I have to say? Wow! I'm honored! That's not even sarcasm - I really am. Considering all I seem to do is ramble, it's nice to know someone reads it.
Lets make this a boring post.
What did I do today?
I made a catalog. Yep I did. The husband is going to a snowmobile show in Michigan this week and wants to bring something along to show off my talents of designing. So I finally did it - I made a catalog of almost all my designs. Hey, I got lazy and cut it short. Sue me. It's the most cheaply made, cheapest looking catalog you'll ever see, but you know what? I made it all by myself!!
Look mommy! Look what I made!
I'm sure she's proud of her 34 year old daughter that she made something that her 11 year old granddaughter probably could have made better.
Sorry Mom, it's what you get.
Hey, have I ever told you about my mommy? There really isn't a lot to tell because honestly, it's sort of a sad story. I don't know her that well. She died when I was 7 but I still talk to her everyday. Its sort of funny actually, I will have whole conversations with her and I just go with what I think she would say. It's all I've got, so I take it.
Like I said, I don't know her that well, don't remember much at all. I do remember her smile though - God, do I remember that. It's like it was burnt into my memories by something that knew I would need that memory. I guess it doesn't bother me that I don't remember much about her because I can see her smile.
One nice thing is that I can never forget what she looks like. Like Demon #1 said once; all I have to do is look in the mirror. Life is funny that way. Of anyone who could look just like their mom, its someone who can only remember her smile. God works in mysterious ways.
Ok well that's starting to get a little sappy. Time to get that lump starting in my throat to go away.
I made a catalog today and went to the store. That was about it. Fun filled day.
Oh and I typed this.
Gotta run. 15 minutes of solitude until the demons take over... or less if they decided to walk home from school.