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Big Red Barn

A Million Ways To Die Laughing

The Millionaire is the BEST BABE EVER. I told him that earlier today, but sometimes he can't easily accept it. Twelve years is a long time to be told how horrible you are as a husband. I'm trying to replace those words with love, little by little.

Today was gaw-jus. It's not often that I am in love with the weather here but today I was. We simply couldn't stay in on such a beautiful day, and The Millionaire can't go anywhere without making me laugh.

Goodness Gracious Great Balls of .....Yarn

My Aunt Kathy (The Millionaire's Aunt, really) taught me to crochet this week. I vaguely remember my grandmother making afghans for us as kids and I know I've learned how to make chains before, but finally I sat down and learned how to put them all together.  It has been quick and easy for me, so Aunt Kathy gave me a bag full of yarn to pull apart and untangle as a starting point for practicing my single crochet, double crochet and edging.

Art Prize

We went. We saw. We oohed and aahed. We wished we had collect empty cans off the ground for the school can drive.

Art Prize was super cool. Out of close to 200 pieces, we ended up seeing only a small fraction in our walk around downtown. Included in the ones we saw were the 4th, 6th place, 8th place, and 10th place winners.

 

Holding Court